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Sunday, April 09, 2006 Artist/Band: Van Zant
Lyrics for Song: Help Somebody
Lyrics for Album: Get Right With the Man
Well grandaddy was a hillbilly scholar,
blue collar of a man...
He came from the school of "you don't need nothin'
if you can't make it with your own two hands"
He was backwoods, backwards, used words like:
no sir, yes ma'am, by god, I'll be darned, hell yeah I'm American..
and all the years he walked this earth
I swear all he did was work.
He said the devil dreams on an idle horse
so you listen to me squirt..
Don't get too high on a bottle,
and get right with a man.
Fight your fights, find your grace
and all the things you two can't change, and help somebody if you can
Now Granny said sonny
stick to your gun if you believe in something
no matter what
cause it's better to be hated for who you are
Than loved for someone you're not.
She was 5 feet of concrete
New York born and raised on a slick city street.
She'll stare you down, stand her ground,
still kickin' and screamin' at 93
I remember how frail she looked
in that hospital bed
taking her last few breaths of life
and smiling as she said
Don't get too high on a bottle,
just a little syrup now and then,
fight your fights,
find your grace,
and all the things you two can't change
and help somebody if you can,
and get right with a man
I never let a cowboy make the coffee
yeah thats what Granny always said to my Grandad
and he'd say never tell a joke
that ain't that funny more than once
and if you wanna hear God laugh,
tell Him your plans
Don't get too high on a bottle,
get right with a man, son.
fight your fights,
find your grace,
and all the things you two can't change
and help somebody if you can
and get right with a man
and get right with a man
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Wednesday, April 05, 2006April 2006 Submission 2
Poetry Challenge - Using the prompt
'the scoffing sun' (24 lines or less)
The Scoffing Sun
Copyright 2006 Cynthia Jones
Complete madness, all of my days
with no clouds to carry me.
I have only this...
a fable of truth...
the scoffing sun
There is no way to escape
its laughter and mockery.
How can I get away from
mine thine enemy...
the scoffing sun
My midnights bring relief
but even then I can not sleep
as the days are still fresh and
memories clearly of...
the scoffing sun
There, when morning do I rise
and hope for something new
but never is, and all I know
is more of this,
the scoffing sun
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April 2006 Submission 1Challenge - Write a poem - 12 lines or less, or short paragraph 200 words or less, evoked from this picture: (photo of a woman driving a car on the wrong side of the road facing a semi truck. All the photo shows is the back of her head and the scene from her view in the windshield.)
Always With You
Copyright 2006 Cynthia Jones
It is not new that I am behind you, where you sometimes forget me. Even so, I will watch for you as you drive forward, as you drive your road of -LIFE- with distress and misery, faceless and coward, unable to turn your wheel of direction that may lead elsewhere to safety, less worry, less shame... I will always be here with you waiting for you to acknowledge me and even if you -WILL NOT- my will wins over. You live. A whisper of breath across your ear, and a sigh saying- 'your guardian is here'.
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