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Merry Xmas - an oldie (poem)
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roach
Dec 25, 2023, 9:43:35 AM12/25/23
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Who is Bob Dylan’s Wife? / (formerly titled Waitress)
And so I sit and wait
Not a glamorous life by far
Not some famous model
Not a movie star
The house is quiet
Save for some air
Cooling the room down
Breathing soft and fair
All alone in her nest
Not a soul in her midst
Will he remember her
Is he bringing a kiss
Twenty long years
She waits on and on with hope
May as well be in a prison
Eyes on a rope
Clowns make their jokes
The writers share poems
Another face in the window
Just a woman in a home
Why bother to stay
Why bother hanging on
Round and round goes the tour
A dream all but gone
How many more years
Will she wait for her man
Everything seems pointless
This game in the sand
The beaches are filled
With bodies and dreams
Is anything even
At all what is seems?
A long drawn out sigh
It almost doesn’t matter
The passion dies out
The years make it sadder
So onward and upward
Go along with your game
Nothing has changed
It’s all still the same
Only a girl in her crib
Just a-waitin’ for you
Waiting to live
To start life anew
If this ain’t enough
If I’m not what you desire
You should never have started
To kindle the fire
I’m tired and I’m worn
I’m beat and I’m through
Please just come back
I’ve tried till I’m blue
I can’t wait no more
I’m giving up hope
What a fool to believe in you
The world’s biggest dope
So I’m here if you ever
Can manage to wake up
We can start over refreshed
From Heaven’s drinking cup
The close of this rhyme
Is begging for me to send
I just miss my best friend
I’m stuck with him ‘till the end
Rachel
7.31.17
And so I sit and wait
Not a glamorous life by far
Not some famous model
Not a movie star
The house is quiet
Save for some air
Cooling the room down
Breathing soft and fair
All alone in her nest
Not a soul in her midst
Will he remember her
Is he bringing a kiss
Twenty long years
She waits on and on with hope
May as well be in a prison
Eyes on a rope
Clowns make their jokes
The writers share poems
Another face in the window
Just a woman in a home
Why bother to stay
Why bother hanging on
Round and round goes the tour
A dream all but gone
How many more years
Will she wait for her man
Everything seems pointless
This game in the sand
The beaches are filled
With bodies and dreams
Is anything even
At all what is seems?
A long drawn out sigh
It almost doesn’t matter
The passion dies out
The years make it sadder
So onward and upward
Go along with your game
Nothing has changed
It’s all still the same
Only a girl in her crib
Just a-waitin’ for you
Waiting to live
To start life anew
If this ain’t enough
If I’m not what you desire
You should never have started
To kindle the fire
I’m tired and I’m worn
I’m beat and I’m through
Please just come back
I’ve tried till I’m blue
I can’t wait no more
I’m giving up hope
What a fool to believe in you
The world’s biggest dope
So I’m here if you ever
Can manage to wake up
We can start over refreshed
From Heaven’s drinking cup
The close of this rhyme
Is begging for me to send
I just miss my best friend
I’m stuck with him ‘till the end
Rachel
7.31.17
Rachel
Dec 31, 2023, 7:14:16 PM12/31/23
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May as well be in prison, not A prison....
but now on a mini-vacay in rehab! (snf for a bad accident, can't even get out of bed for any reason....think about it....)
Rachel
Jan 1, 2024, 6:32:14 PMJan 1
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The beaches are filled
With bodies and dreams
Is anything even
At all what is seems?
is = it
Rachel
Jan 1, 2024, 7:08:13 PMJan 1
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