Sunday, July 31, 2016

Blue Notebook State 47

Barn with little hemlock at state 47.
State 47 to me.
Home to someone else.
A nice place to write a poem
A tough place to mow the lawn.
and all those coke sniffing Senators in Washington DC
what do they know?
A bunch of Elvis's teaching, blackie how to dance.
How to rock bottom hard and keep rolling. I gotta give it to you.
3 Vowels and 1 Contestant
and yet you you still keep yourself together.
What will you do when I move to state 48
What will I do with my memories of you?

Wednesday, July 6, 2016

I guess the things that you say are true

Well I might not understand all the things you've been through.
And I guess it would be different, if I was you.
But the thing you have to understand, before you give me advice
Is that you aren't so smart and you aren't that wise.


I guess the things that you say are true
But they're still just your point of view
Cant you see it not all right
To be this was all day and night.

Everyone goes through things differently
Choruses cant be made from singing separately.
It can only be conscientiously.

I guess we each have to understand that society
is all big and grand
but it is no promised land
and if we dont work toghether
we will die alone

So we must atone

Narrow Lanes @ 31

Took the wrong exit today
Seems that I went the wrong way.
But down there I saw a sign
It said "Caution Bridge Ahead"
And below was a picture
Of a road that was all intertwined.

Still I needed to reach home
So I went on straightaway
Then I saw another sign
All it said was "Narrow Lanes"

Narrow Lanes and 31
There were Narrow Lanes at 23.
I like Narrow Lanes a lot
Cause, they're still wide enough for me.

Damn I used to be afraid.
Of the many possabilites.
But Narrow Lanes are up ahead
Thing are going easy perfectly.

When I go to the store.
Choices are made again and still
I am always looking for....
A little more
But nothing
Will quite thy will

Narrow Lanes at 31
Are like Narrow Lanes at 23
I don't mind the Narrow Lanes.
Cause they're still wide enough for me.

I've been on the wide  highway
Plenty of times
Bumper to bumper
Summer Heat
Construction that never ends
And Orange Signs
Unable to move
In the large and widened street.

There are no trees
There's little sky
Concrete pathway straight to hell
And though the lanes are broad
Where I am going.
I cant tell.

I've been along the thin and winding road
I've crashed my car there thrice or twice.
And when I sat outside the wreckage of my life
I breathed the air in and I had to say it was quite

Give me back alleys and small streets.
Narrow Lanes are I need
Narrow Lanes at 31 or 23
They're Still wide enough for me