This Poem was Submitted By: James C. Horak On Date: 2006-09-11 16:27:32 . . . Click Here To Mail this Poem to a Friend!

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Was it a Harley, Dylan rode away his genius upon?    Since, to prattle out lyrics empty, not telling anymore?         Of us, and what we have in store? A Harley would make it right, image-wise, you know.     Give the newsman a sign-off glimpse it was all fine. All settled in and doing better now, that runaway mind. The poet of an age, looking like an Indian (not the one       perched on the hood of a Pontiac, but a Rolling Stone's homage.) Lost to a culture instead of a culture lost to him, entwined in          momentary minutes of memory insensory. And pitiful us, still catching up to golden truths showered upon us                           by a lavish love I looked so hard to find                              amid so many wrinkles.

Copyright © September 2006 James C. Horak


This Poem was Critiqued By: Claire H. Currier On Date: 2006-09-13 15:40:54
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 1.00000
Hi James....just stopping by to read a few poems posted this month and I wanted to let you know I enjoyed this poem......good images projected of the artist and the Harley.......lI'm not much into music but the name is familiar of course.....thanks again, take care and God Bless, Claire


This Poem was Critiqued By: marilyn terwilleger On Date: 2006-09-12 07:19:09
Critiquer Rating During Critique: Unknown
Hi James......I never did listen to Bob Dylan too much...so I probably should not even comment on this poem. I don't hear of him any more but that could just be me. I like all kinds of music with the exception of hard rock and rap. I play the piano and tend to play classical music mostly. I know Dylan is somewhat of an icon and that may be an under statement...I can hear you laughing and shaking your head. I may have said this before but the form you are using for your poetry is different. It is innovative and unusual which gives your writes class and depth......"a lavish love I looked so hard to find amid so many wrinkles" this line is the most poignant (in my humble opinion) This is another outstanding poem from your pen....you always make me think. Also, you are welcome to critique my work anytime and without me making a special request. Cheers....Marilyn
This Poem was Critiqued By: Dellena Rovito On Date: 2006-09-12 00:24:24
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
James, Bob Dylan [60's]was quite an interesting fellow. A writer/poet that drew attention to people often overlooked: the down-trodden and working-class people of America. An icon of the peace movement..... Bob is inspiring. He was an average guy on the journey of his life. He expressed his trials, tribulations, feelings, and experiences through music. Things they are a changing. I liked Peter, Paul and Mary too. He's getting wrinkled too..... Loved him. Loved this memory too. hugs! Dellena
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