'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! '
- Guthrie
'...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...'
-Seeger
Make love not war.
Live fast, Die young.
Remember the Alamo.
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
...
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
...
Old Glory, O how you have changed
You were born a symbol of revolution
So righteously respected and divine
...
Walking down an empty street
With cowboy boots on your feet
You wish for someone whom you could meet
And stay with forever
...
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'
...