Paul the Lion
Biography of Paul the Lion
'The true profession of a man is to find his way to himself'
Socialist-Buddhist, hard travelin', ramblin' cowboy/beatnik/hippy poet. I slowly, cautiously post my stuff on here; my early stuff is fairly innocent, my later stuff can be brutal. Greatest influences on my poetry are: Allen Ginsberg, Gary Snyder, Bob Marley, Grateful Dead, Kris Kristofferson, Townes Van Zandt, Hank Williams, Johnny Cash, John Denver, Woody Guthrie, Bob Dylan, Phil Ochs, Pete Seeger, bravery, cowardice, cigarettes, alcohol, drugs, sex, the mountains, the rivers, the forest, the oceans, the desert, the trees, the flowers, the grass, the dirt, the dust, the sand, the birds, the bears, the deer, the cats, the earth, the moon, the stars, the universe, the serenity of being, life, death, war, peace, love, above others 'tis love.
'Freedom's just another word for nothin' left to lose.'
- Kristofferson (wrote it for Joplin)
'Let us be realists; let us insist on the impossible.'
- Che Guevara
'Take it easy, but take it! '
'...the old people had learned how to comprise, how to get along, how to leave things as they were...but it was the young people who taught us all a lesson...'
Make love not war.
Live fast, Die young.
Remember the Alamo.
Paul the Lion Poems
Sweet Country Girl and I
My eyes first caught her across the street She looked like someone I'd fancy to meet She was wearing a long violet dress But I was rugged and my hair was a mess
Please Love Me
What I have now is the blues For here there's no woman for me to choose Sure, there's plenty of pretty girls around But they're all so easy I have found
Price I Pay, The
The price I pay for the things I say is exactly what I deserve I can't believe I had the nerve
Girl in the Castro
You Grateful Dead hat Me feeling lonely
Flowers blooming, rivers flowing, sunlight shining in a sky of blue In the shade, under the willow, love is showing as I sing to you Soft morning sunrise, blue birds chirping, happy to see few cotton clouds
Old Glory, O how you have changed You were born a symbol of revolution So righteously respected and divine
Ballad of Joe and Rhonda, The
From the deserts down in Oklahoma Comes the story of Joe and his woman Rhonda Joe was a tough cowboy who'd never admit that he could enjoy life if he saw to it
Country Folks' Lament
I been livin' on milk and bread I save the eggs so the children are fed I hold my head high so my wife don't see What these hard times been doin' to me
One Drunkard's Blues
Lonely nights which seem sublime Can lead to broken hearts over time So I'll sit here and continue drinkin' To lessen the agitation of me thinkin'
Eulogy of a Blues Master
No music, not reggae, not punk and certainly not rap, is more hip, more with it, than the blues
Leaders Who Teach Us, The
Always runnin' on empty Ain't got no fuel The men who lead us Are intolerably cruel
Loser Song, The
Walking down an empty street With cowboy boots on your feet You wish for someone whom you could meet And stay with forever
Just a Little Love Poem
Everything you say Brightens my day Every moment you choose not to speak Makes me feel so very weak
Where have you gone, Johnny Cash?
Where have you gone, Johnny Cash? I and millions miss you You stood for the blue collar man
(Bitter, bitter cold
O c'mon relax cowboy it ain't North Dakota-cold
Ain't that bad
It's poor weather today
It's not snowing,
however the sky is covered with
very dark, almost black clouds