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I was so happy that I began to write:
FRom Red Rocks 1998 Joni Mitchell Just Like This Train
I haven't found a way to embed it yet. I used to have it on 12 dogs but - anyway - I love this song. It's like growing old gracefully. I'm not sure that's happening here. To go gray and to have this body do so many amazing and frighting things. To still be "alive" but to realize that there are things that I'll probably never do
"I get this lump in my throat.
Try to jump high
Lile the Red Tails that sit on the fence posts.
I'm just waiting to jump into another part of life.
Yeah-
That's what I'm doing.
It's not like my knees are screaming at me to stop
Long ago they gave up trying and just screamed.
But I'm not listening
I'm a hawk
And any minute there's gonna be another minute
Another something to leave the ground for
A reason to fly.",
Another Reason To Fly
Ann Ford
1/2/11
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Now then, the video is Just Like This Train 1998 RedRocks (I think.)
I found it!
If I can't find it to embed? You can find the youtube here:
http://www.youtube.com/user/henhenstoll#p/u/27/VlfK4zgg99Q
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ReplyDeleteMen find young women to live forever.
Imortality in sperm and in progeny
I tried but somethings not the same.
There's no youth for me like a Coyote.
For me imortality is this despairate need to get it all down.
Before I can't.
I'm swimming up river trying to change the tide.
Every second.
Someone asked,
"How do you see "hope"?"
"How do you see "change"?
The world's quiet.
I remember the night when the pain was so bad.
When the lights - for a moment - went dim,
And I had to contemplate the possibility
That I'd lost my way to say goodbye
And I love you
My dear sweet man.
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Men find young women to live forever.
Imortality in sperm and in progeny
I tried but somethings not the same.
There's no youth for me like a Coyote.
For me imortality is this despairate need to get it all down.
Before I can't.
I'm swimming up river trying to change the tide.
Every second.
Someone asked,
"How do you see "hope"?"
"How do you see "change"?
The world goes quiet.
And I remember
The night when the pain was so bad.
When the lights - for a moment - went dim,
And I had to contemplate that the posibilities were becoming reality
What if I'd lost my way to say goodbye and I love you
My dear sweet man.
Then life flooded back into my ears and I looked
At you.
At the sun.
"Hope, is another day."
There is always another day.
For my dad, David, WB, and mostly pup.
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C Ford
1-2-11
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ReplyDeleteMen find young women to live forever.
Imortality in sperm and in progeny
I tried but somethings not the same.
There's no youth for me like a Coyote.
For me immortality is this desparate need to get it all down.
Before I can't.
Or worse?
Can't remember.
I'm swimming up river trying to change the tide.
Every. Single. Second.
Someone asked,
"How do you see "hope"?"
"How do you see "change"?
The world goes quiet
And I remember.
The night when the pain was so bad.
When the lights - for a moment - went dim
And I had to contemplate that the posibilities were becoming reality.
What if I'd lost my way to say "Goodbye." and "I love you."
You touched my shoulder and life flooded back into my ears and for the first time I could see.
You.
The sun.
The dogs running in the yard.
The sails full.
"Hope, is another day."
"There is always another day."
For my dad, David, WB, and mostly pup.
.
C Ford
1-2-11
all rights reserved by the author
So - okay - somewhere between the above two is a pretty good bit of poetry.
ReplyDeleteThe second part of it is a bit preachy but maybe it can be saved.
eh.