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APED: "still walking"

June 19th, 2009 (08:48 pm)

Back to song lyrics. This has a kind of Warren Zevon sound in my head, probably because I'm reading his biography.

Put one foot down, then plant the next.
Shift your weight. Just don't expect
the world to change, or love and light,
but you're still walking. That's all right.

Sometimes you trip. Sometimes you fall.
Sometimes you're down. Sometimes you crawl.
Sometimes you look up, see a friend.
Sometimes you just get up again.

It ain't been the easiest road,
it don't matter which way you go,
the road's rough on the feet, and you just can't take flight,
yeah, you're still walking,
yeah, you're still walking,
yeah, you're still walking,
and yeah, that's all right.

So pick up one foot. Put it down.
Take your weight, shift it around.
It don't seem like much, and it's not.
But it's still the best thing you've got.

Sometimes all the words just seem trite.
Sometimes you're too tired to fight.
Sometimes you're still walking, just barely upright.
Sometimes you're still walking all night.

Come on back to the world when you're through.
I'm here, and I'm waiting on you.
I've got the light on, and I'll be here all night,
yeah, you're still walking,
yeah, you're still walking,
yeah, you're still walking,
and yeah, that's all right.

Still walking (still walking)
still walking (still walking)
yeah, we're all still walking,
and yeah, that's all right.

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Posted by: Rusty (rusty76)
Posted at: June 20th, 2009 02:37 am (UTC)
whirr...ka-chunk! -- get fuzzy

I'm ambivalent on some of your stuff, but I'm hooked on the APED entries. Some creep me out, some are fascinating and resonate for days (I suspect this may be your intent).

This is one of the best ones.

Posted by: David Hines (hradzka)
Posted at: June 21st, 2009 03:07 am (UTC)

Thanks very much. I figure I offer something for everyone. Guns, criticism, poetry.

Short shameful confession: a lot of the time, my intent is just to get anything written for the day, then bang on it until it assumes a respectable shape. I usually don't think so much about the effect on the audience as I do the effect on me. Does it work? Does it not? So most of my poems are written by me, for me, and if other people like it, great. There are some exceptions. I'm not a Christian, but I wrote a poem about the Nativity, and tried to write something that my Christian friends would like; I was thinking of my feminist friends and of some young girls I know when I wrote "princess;" and I admit I was cackling a little in anticipation of audience reaction when I posted "why a raven is like a writing-desk." But usually, I just try to get it to express what I want.

Huh, I nattered. Anyway, thanks again. I have to say that "A Poem Every Day" is working out *way* better than I expected it to. I fully thought I'd crash and burn after a month or two, tops.

I mean, not that I may not still crash and burn, but I'm coming up on the halfway point here. That's a little remarkable to me.

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