Category: Commentary
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Wild Magic
Another old one from the early ’80s… Places it in the same time-window that I’m currently describing in my continuing memoir. Wild Magic I am the wild magicThe promise of oldIn order to articulateI must learn to be bold The entire universeWill dance to my tuneBut first – shed the cacconBehold the sun and moon…
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Blackbird by Paul McCartney
Blackbird by Paul McCartney Blackbird singing in the dead of nightTake these broken wings and learn to flyAll your lifeYou were only waiting for this moment to arise Blackbird singing in the dead of nightTake these sunken eyes and learn to seeAll your lifeYou were only waiting for this moment to be free Blackbird, flyBlackbird,…
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Annie – Part 1 – Memoir Continued
Annie – Part 1 This is a slight backtrack on the timeline with Jubal. I met Anne P. in the winter of ‘77, 6 or 7 months after Lynn left. She was working for the OH State License Bureau that my dad was running out of his carpet store, The Big T. Yes, Dad retired…
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AVB – Part 2 – Memoir Continued
AVB – Part 2 We got the gig at the Ground Round for the following month, every Friday and Saturday for the whole month. That opened up the other Ground Rounds in the greater Cleveland area, plus Warren and Canton, OH. Jubal The band did very well, and we played dinner clubs, concert halls, outdoor…
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AVB (the Acoustic Vocal Band) – Part 1 – Memoir Continued
AVB (the Acoustic Vocal Band) As part of my self-therapy, I got together with Guy and his friend, Jim T., who had performed with Guy in the Athens area as “Unknown Soldier” in coffee houses around Ohio University. We also invited my old friend Dale K. in to form a small folk-rock ensemble. We called…
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Black River Mystery
Black River Mystery down in the Black Riverfloodplain not far fromcattails and clumps ofriver-birch, snuggled inwith rag-weed, QueenAnne’s Lace and St. John’sWort sits a square patchof young five and sevenfrond-leaf plantings sixfeet high, approachingharvest strength – perhapsnext week where did they gobig mystery of the floodplaindry patch of ground – fiveand seven frond dream-makers gone…
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Summer’s Almost Gone
This is an older poem I came across while going through my old journals for material to use in my memoir. I wrote this in August of ’83 while sitting in a bus shelter waiting for the number 9. Summer’s Almost Gone August rains are coldThe sky is crying Wind gusts blow me downThe sky…
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Something
SomethingThe Beatles Something in the way she moves Attracts me like no other lover Something in the way she woos me I don’t want to leave her now You know I believe and how Somewhere in her smile, she knows That I don’t need no other lover Something in her style that shows me I…
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A Life in Transition – Memoir Continued
The End of My Tenure at US Steel I was depressed and having a hard time dealing with work. They noticed the change in me and sent me to see a psychologist. He spoke to me for about 10 minutes and started pontificating on how all my problems were related to my relationship with my…
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Lynn – Part 10 – Post-Split Complications – Memoir Continued
Post-Split Complications Once I understood that Lynn had no intention of returning…ever, I went out with a couple of other women a couple of times, but there was no simpatico and no desire nor commitments of any kind from me or them. It was fun and a relief after the frigidity Lynn had demonstrated since…
CynOp 