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Author Name: Freealiopterix 3 Comments
Date Added: May 07, 2012 19:05:03 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Type: Rhyming
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Black Top


Black-Top



Striding down the black-top in the heat

My life in a pack upon my back;

The strains of a pedal-steel guitar

Running through my brain like an attack;

The heat-haze warps my view up ahead

In the same way as I view my life;

I have no sense of where I'm going

But it's at least away from the strife;


Now I have the road and Ry Cooder --

Nothing else concerns me at present;

I've taken the knocks but now I'm free

No part of my past do I resent;

It's all a part of growing older

Learning from the downs being bolder.


So I'm going to keep on walking West

Taking life as I find it hopeful

That one day I will turn a corner;

Maybe turn up at your door wishful

But its more likely I'll keep moving

Until the air gets too hard to breath;

I'll dream the dream of a traveller

About to take that final trip believe


That I will be in the Great Kingdom

Because - - yes I believe in His Realm;

His will be done and I'll keep walking

But He will set the course take the helm;

But that's a long way down the road now

As far away as God will allow.




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Comments:
Comment By: FreeFirestone Feinberg on May 10, 2012 10:41:25 AM Report
This is a journey.  We follow a singular path.  You are on the right one.  Walk on, sir.  --David
Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on May 8, 2012 06:47:43 PM Report


There is nothing that sooths the ragged heart like awesome music....

 I love all types.... music flows in our souls....

 Always ~ She Whispers

Comment By: FreeTomahawk on May 8, 2012 07:31:37 AM Report


Good ol' Ry Cooder and that bottleneck guitar with the slide. I like using the slide sometimes, nice effect. Hey, don't forget Les Paul, B.B King and Albert Collins, to name a few. Terrific work, Al.


 


Len





 


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