Linda Hepner

Freshman - 962 Points (London)

Dylanoid Rush - Poem by Linda Hepner

He walked in ruffled with his old guitar
And listened to the blues and gazed around,
Then someone spotted him, “Oh there you are,
What can you play today? Let’s get some sound, ”

and so he strummed
and hummed
and on their sounding boards
the jazz men drummed

His plaintive vocal hardly rose
muttering, creaking, thinking as he sang
and drew us in
and thrust us out
into our dreams
of roads we tread
and beds
and lovers
from the covers
all our sadness
all our hopes
our thwarted lives
our dreams
our dreams

and then his reborn voice
we’d come to love
soars above
leaving us a haunting note,
a searing image,
and we rejoice
for we have found the antidote
to evil, in this world we love.

Comments about Dylanoid Rush by Linda Hepner

  • (10/6/2005 7:55:00 AM)

    That's quite a tribute to the potential of music! (Report) Reply

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  • (9/27/2005 11:42:00 AM)

    So nice, Linda. I love the lines 'drew us in / and thrust us out/ into our dreams. Oh, I will think of that each time I'm drawn into music. Nice poem.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 27, 2005

Poem Edited: Monday, May 24, 2010

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