colorblind
::
you stand there
in a dream
with all the right words
held up on cards like
Dylan’s Subterranean
Homesick Blues
::
and i smile
at the ones
you throw away
::
::
you stand there
in a dream
with all the right words
held up on cards like
Dylan’s Subterranean
Homesick Blues
::
and i smile
at the ones
you throw away
::
June 30th, 2012 at 9:01 am
Fab-you-luss!!! And I know exactly what you mean by the (B&W) Dylan film (not yet “video”) analogy!
Now how does a child like you know of such ancient history! 🙂
~ j
June 30th, 2012 at 9:26 am
I loved this. Especially the smiling.
June 30th, 2012 at 9:57 am
oh. this one has me thinking. very nice.
June 30th, 2012 at 8:45 pm
sometimes it take me a while to understand what you wrote. this is one time. i will work on it.
‘i smile at the ones you throw away’. i am tired today, it is hot and i have been at auction in the heat and sun…brain not working.
in fondest. tilda
July 1st, 2012 at 5:50 pm
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July 1st, 2012 at 7:06 pm
“I smile at the ones you throw away..” LOVE LOVE LOVE!!!
July 2nd, 2012 at 6:55 pm
I know that Bob video well.
What an intriguing poem! And what words were thrown away, I wonder. Maybe that answer, my friend, is blowing in the wind? 🙂
And I had no idea you cut such an amazing figure!! That art pebbly look for your legs really works.
xoxo