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There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we’ll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we’ll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.
by Shel Silverstein
The steel mill sky is alive.
The fire breaks white and zigzag
shot on a gun-metal gloaming.
Man is a long time coming.
Man will yet win.
Brother may yet line up with brother:
This old anvil laughs at many broken hammers.
There are men who can’t be bought.
The fireborn are at home in fire.
The stars make no noise,
You can’t hinder the wind from blowing.
Time is a great teacher.
Who can live without hope?
In the darkness with a great bundle of grief
the people march.
In the night, and overhead a shovel of stars for keeps, the people
march:
“Where to? what next?”
— Carl Sandberg
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Very Nice. I liked that.
“Maybe, I’ve a reason to believe; We all will be received; In Graceland”
And, let us say: Amen.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H9M4XJXnCcw
Wonderful memories go with this song.
What Casey said.
I enjoyed that entire album when it came out. Silver Thunderbird, True Companion. I don’t think there was a bad one in the lot.
Got to admidt that I had never heard this dude before. i liked the song and found a couple of more of his that i liked.
He reminds me a bit of Bruce Hornsby. And I detect some Warren Zevon in there.
BTW the title of the post needs another comma:
“’Tell me are you a Christian, child?’ And I said, ‘Ma’am I am tonight’”
actually 2 commas
“’Tell me are you a Christian, child?’ And I said, ‘Ma’am, I am tonight’”
Well, I’ve been to Memphis, many times. Parts of it are nice.
Parts of it you’ll need a platoon of infantry to get you back out of alive, so listen to your old Uncle H and be damn careful where you go down there, just sayin’. Situational awareness is a dish best served hot.