NOT by me! Re-blogged
From John W. Leys great Blog ‘Darkness of His Dreams’
Your out there traveling another mile down the road,
Listening for messages when the cold wind has blowed,
Writin’ ’em down and sendin’ ’em out,
Trying to figure what this crazy world’s all about.
Hey there, Bob Dylan, I wrote this for you,
’bout the songs that you write, the words ring so true,
Painting a picture of the world we both share,
Using vivid bright colors, write your poems in the air.
I see you sittin’ out there on the Academy lawn,
Singin’ Homer and Sappho from dusk til dawn,
With a voice as American as Whitman or Twain,
Wave to Jack and Allen, passing by on the hobo train.
Asking the questions no one else thought to ask,
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