Curb

On Curb
11-6-16

Making it big on Curb Records
With ham and grits
Another miracle to live for
Before I call it quits
To know there's a high hill
As the one before me
O, come let them adore me
O, sixties and Father Time
Take a little trip back
To where you want to be
Come my batteries for divorce
We use a little too much force
Dry as air blown out like mist
Superstitious crown of light
The mill closes down as Vaughan comes again
To preach for the repro man to yet escape
He is welcome hither....




As If I Were There
11-6-16

For Mark Antony
I write of what it might be like to be there
Writing these lovely bittersweet words by my faith
In hopes to make an impact
But not to turn them on to Shakespeare
And she's worth every mite and farthing
O, when he departs there is a fullness
A light in darkness to complete all emptiness
In a prosperous looking land
Nature and God of which I am freak
Dust is reticent but ashes are quite bold
For two armies of love
And certainly like mighty oak trees
I can see them in looking back...