When it is paramount to notice the drifting difference in the rolling motions of inter waving play, sway, reflection, aggression, submission, stated and grated and even for some hated notions that rise and fall in elegant natural processions and utter earth shattering confessions to the silent parts of our deepest souls.

All to save a settled seas difference to be in the core of those who care to stand on those dangerously wild and mine riddled shores just to hold out ones hand and make the final stand while whistling to the blinded battle scared of souls found of no true home.

A home to be sounded and declared and decorated in the hearts of few, and the depths of the souls saved by ways and means , far meaner than the average clutching to slipping discontents, yet these, few, wild, born to scold the desperate hatefill hollows shadowed in lies of fear and the deep pitch, we, we few, we will walk out of the horrors of your nights and days so riddled with the words and deeds the waving beguilements and entitlements, to raise and be counted as true ink stains in the book of whales hearts that sing the lifes names listed and to be know far after the assundered thunder of the timidly frail fail to send the lightening to their created timeless hell.

Fairly and well sprung I say, you have broken what you know not of and few will attain the right and grace of the fortitude and true pride of the lions roaming stone so diamond in the rough , so to be called out , uttered from the mouths of men who stood when they say, "This Soul Is Enough, So shall I Believe it to be in my heart they remain forever and always in my heart and a true, true part of the living God. " few, few, few shall ever hear their names called out, without a doubt.

To fail to see the depth of the walking dance and truth of the agitations advanced line to see the right and the way free, free of the bonds placed by error and mistakes of others horrors and fears they be, then you my deerhearted have little time, yet timeless is my love and prayer for you to find the importance of the gift so many seem to fail to see.

But isn't that just as a parable be?

But isn't that how strange and twisted the vine and the way out seemed only to be as straight line shot to the heart, your to blame you gave love a bad name, and thus, may you finally see, what you have done to me, that i can only pray that your heart be true enough for you to not loose your way.

and so I say, fairly, deerhearted and not, good day, indeed good day, hope we all, or few can find our way, and not be so quick to break the beautiful things along the way.

for I may never show what is fleeting in motion and moment again.

Much Love to those whom know who they are, as for the rest, I pray we have not all failed and doomed it from the start, for hell is a creation not of the heart, but of all that eatith of it and tears it apart.

May your heart be that of a feather. laugh now alligator.

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It was not love that struck me first.
Before anything else,
it was an arrogance that
overwhelmed my senses,
so I held my nose
to keep out the stench and
went on my way.
I ignored you and
let you exist in your
perfect little multilingual corner,
thinking it too put together and
not for me at all. It was
dull and silent and
no one could dance there.

Then, one morning,
while a foreign language
spoke in jazz in my head,
you expressed the complexity,
the utter chaos of
one molecule slipping into another
and weaving the majestic
world of science that
baffles and amazes
even the brightest of minds.
You opened your mouth
and love hit me harder
than ever before as I realized that
you,
just like me,
wanted to figure out
the math of the world and
solve the equation.
How could that not ensnare me
in an awful trap of trying
to not only calculate the world,
but to also dissect you and
determine what you are made of
and what fuels you?

After that,
you became a rush of Golden Years1,
a reminder that,
“dearly beloved, we are
gathered here today
to get through this thing
we call life”2,
an extraordinary personification
of old time rock ‘n roll3,
and an interpretation
of the love that stays
even when summer is over4.
The music danced through my veins
like never before because you
were all of those things
and more!
Anyone could ask me about you,
(Oh, dear, what is he really like?),
and I would just sing for them
and hope they understood.
How could they not?
If they really listened
to all of those lyrics and really
let the notes slip across their skin
and sink into their pores,
they could know you.

But melodies change.

Without warning,
I am held back
by your
darkness,
not because you
inflict it upon me,
but because
you shelter me from it.
You want to
save my light,
so you refuse to
let me see inside,
afraid to lose it,
afraid the demons
will take it away5.
That is the melancholy tune
that changed
your definition
in my dictionary.

You are the lesson of betrayal.
A bittersweet song
which reminds us all to realize
your savior can also be
your captor
and executioner6.
That is a lesson
you learned the hard way,
though you never really say how.
You hide it beneath
the rhyme and reason
that is senseless poetry.

Not to be repetitive,
but you are music
only I can hear.
The genre is always changing,
but you are always demanding
space in my ears, a clamor
of so much to dance to
with wild abandon.
The endless noise often hurts,
often makes me curl up in a ball,
begging for silence.
But, when it unifies...
when it slows down...
when it decides what to be,
even if only for a few seconds,
you are the
most beautiful thing
in the world to me.
Those are the moments
when you are one song
and I can see you
for just a second
before all the others
demand attention and
obscure the real music that
follows the beat of your heart.
This is when I am head over heels
and I have to beg you not
“to take my heart,
don’t break my heart,
don’t, don’t,
don’t throw it away.”7

How incredible
you really and truly are.
You are a soundtrack and
you come in different volumes.
I swear I want nothing else
from you than to just listen,
slip on my headphones
and submerge in the
raucous of sound and composition
that is you.
I can’t always see you,
but I can always hear you,
and I will listen
until the day you turn it off,
the day when silence ensues and
you are
nothing
but the shell a great ballad
will refer to
as a
cause
to
smile.8

1. “Golden Years” by David Bowie
2. “Let’s Go Crazy” by Prince
3. “Old Time Rock ‘n Roll” by Bob Seger
4. “Boys of Summer” by Don Henley
5. “Demons” by Imagine Dragons
6. “Miss Missing You” by Fall Out Boy (Specifically, the line: “The person that you’d take a bullet for is behind the trigger.”)
7. “Head Over Heels” by Tears for Fears
8. “American Pie” by Don McLean

° Wonderful tonight - Bob Seger
°When the night comes - Dan Auerbach
°Emmylou - First Aid Kit
°You are my sunshine - lots of people
°Can't help falling in love - Elvis Presley
°Fine - Kacey Musgraves
°Home - Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros

The shaft of moonlight stabs the
Soft skin between my *******.
I stare at the tips of my flesh
Imagine a babe suckling there.

You once told me you wished for children.
You once told me my hips and soft stomach foretold a healthy and long motherhood.
You once told me I already smelled of milk and sweet breath;
All I lacked was the baby powder.

You once told me.

You once told me the pink and purple of my *** was too mottled and unkempt.
You once told me the space between my eyes offset the masters degree I hung on my office's wall.

You once told me if I put as much time into my job as this family, I wouldn't be watching you shove your clothes into a worn and broken-toothed suitcase.

You used to lie there, between my *******,
The moisture of your breath evaporating off my skin and cooling my ******* to a point.
You'd laugh, press a kiss to each,
And tell me they must miss your tongue and teeth.

I scoot up the bed, sheets scratchy and sticking to my flushed skin.
The moonlight traces a path down my ribcage and navel,
A touchless touch that makes me ache for real fingers and real body heat.

I hear him, moving about the kitchen
Humming that Bob Seger song that tickled the back of my neck when I slid onto the back of his motorcycle,
Voices echoing in the half-empty parking lot.
I can see his hips swaying in the night sky
The slow ****** and long extended neck in the clouds.
I can smell his sweat and ***** on my body, the moist night breeze pushing him further into my lungs.

I press my face to the pillow
Inhale the detergent where you used to sweat pheromones, drool on, and bite when I kissed my way down between your thighs.

He starts to whistle, the *******.

He's tone deaf.

I press my lips flat, contain the laughter my body aches to set free.

You once told me that to be with a man was denying my true sexuality.
You once told me that if we were to marry, I'd never know a day without true joy.

I wonder what it felt like, love,
When he ****** you in our bed.
When he ate you on our sheets
Your *** on him his scent on you.

I wonder what it felt like, love,
To watch me fall apart.
To watch me scream and tear and bash my heart against the wall, the scent of your betrayal still hanging in the air between us.

I wonder what it felt like, love,
To deny your true sexuality.

I promised to love you forever.
I promised to care for you, in sickness and in health.
I promised to give you my all, and protect your heart with my life.
I promised.


He reaches the chorus one last time, and I feel my head begin to bounce
My toes tapping against the cool yellow paint of the wall.
The scent of bacon drifts beneath my door, overpowering his ***** and my sweat
And I roll out of bed, stomach grumbling.

I promised to love you forever, love.

When I **** him, I don't think of you.
When I **** him, he calls my name, not God's.
And when I **** him
I love it
And I don't miss your ***** for one ******* second.

Even his ******* bacon taste better than yours, you ****.

And when I tell him I love him, my lips against his naked shoulder,
My heart in my shaking hands,
He doesn't say that he's been ******* the mailman for the past three weeks.
And our married neighbor Kim.

He says "I love you, too."

And I believe him.

After being sick for several days
The sun now shines.
She puts on her music of Bob Seger
Someday You'll Accomp'ny Me
The music puts rhythm to her feet
She grabs her dance partner
and outside the moves start.
They dance and sway together
around the shed in rhythm with the music
She twirls her partner around and the grass is flying
Then down around the garden they go.
The dance moves are becoming stronger, her partner is smoking
and up around the front of the house they move.
Oh what a beautiful day.
They then make their way around to the side of the house
when all of a sudden
her dance partner stops !
Not understanding why her partner has stopped,
she throws the stupid wipper snipper to the ground
and walks away cursing.

By E.M.Rushton June 25 2015

Candles lit,
And the lights are low,
“Night Moves” By Bob Seger
Set the background tune…
This is a perfect moment
Just waiting to happen.
Reminiscing about
Smokey shot-gun kisses,
And long nights
I can’t forget…
Staying up
Just talking…
We’d go on and on
About whatever
We could think up…
Still those days have past,
You and I
Have moved on,
Leaving times
Such as these
In the dust.

Candles are glowing,
And all sources of light
Are dimmed…
“Alive” By Adelitas Way
Plays over and over
Like a Goo Goo Dolls song
I used to sing…
Taking me back to
Standing out on the slow songs,
At all the school dances…
Reminding me,
I’ll always be this
Hopeless Romantic…
Someday I’ll find him,
But for now,
I just dream…

Candles start to flicker,
And the lights in the room
Begin to get dimmer,
As the sun begins to set outside
The song “I Will Be There”
By Art Of Dying
Is ringing out my laptop screen,
My mind starts to dream,
Back to the days of childhood fun,
Back in the day,
When we would run around
Like we ran the West Side of town.
Riding our bikes up East Pass
Just to hang around
The Walgreens and Papa John’s
Having fun
And forgetting,
Someday we’ll grow up…

Sitting on my apartment floor,
All grown up
And on my own…
I light one more candle,
The Guardian Angel lights up,
Sometimes I just
Have to remind myself,
I’m not alone…
This new place,
Isn’t far from home,
But every now and then,
I have to remind me,
It’s not too far away…
Same goes for all these memories,
They’ll always be here,
Sitting in my heart
Waiting for someone
To ignite them
And let them burn
So when I return,
They’ll be warm and cozy,
Making these four walls,
A little less scary…

I was told once that I lived a former life as a nun
I liked the thought
It rang true in my heart.
But what about this other one that keeps showing up in my dreams?

Where I  smoked virginia slims
Danced nights in a hazy dive bar
Black hair
A luscious mystery

Mainstreet by Bob Seger
That'll take you there.

Oh, and please, I would like if you trusted in me
to discern imagination
From a soul memory

Take away my inhibitions
Take away my solitude
Fire me up with your resistance
Put me in the mood
Storm the walls around this prison
Leave the inmates, free the guards
Deal me up another future
From some brand new deck of cards
Take the chip off of my shoulder
Smooth out all the lines
Take me out among the rustling pines
Til it shines
Til it shines
Like an echo down a canyon
Never coming back as clear
Lately, I just judge the distance
Not the words I hear
I’ve been too long on these islands
I’ve been far too long alone
I’ve been too long without summer
In this winter home
Still, if we can make the effort
If we take the time
Maybe we can leave this much behind
Til it shines
Til it shines

Head shaved smooth,
beard on point,
about to hit this *****-tonk joint

Hat cleaned up,
boots shined up right,
bling belt buckle, shiny and bright.

At the bar, two shots back,
redhead slides by,
I begin to mack.

Buy her her a drink,
wants Beam on ice,
she shows a smile that lights up the night.

Asked her to dance,
a song by Jerry Reed,
belly rubbing music is what we need.

Spin her around,
a time or two,
she leans in close when we are through.

Our lips meet,
lightning strikes,
the place goes dark, closes for the night.

Hand in hand,
to my pick up truck,
the city is dark and thunderstruck.

Cruising back roads,
watching the storm rage,
Bob Seger sings, Turn the page.

So that's what I do,
I make my move,
she moves back and is down to groove.

Dancing in the rain,
in pick up lights,
beginning something special, on this night.

sunset brings the yearning
especially as you age

seasons keep on turning
Bob Seger's Turn the Page

I am east of Omaha
no car for this road rage

so I walk and ride the public bus
gonna break my rusty cage

              and run.

Un Escritor, Un Escritor
Richard Rodriguez in Mexico City
Me in Sacramento
Where the girls are so pretty

Steinbeck is right - we are lonesome animals
Writing to be less lonely
Don't even own a tv no more
I write telephonely

I was born in a time of war
Vietnam raging and raging
Summer of 69
Bob Seger Turn the Paging

War is the Father of All Things
Nature a Heraclitean Fire
I grant I never saw a goddess go
She is my burning desire

           My love a funeral pyre

In my car
In the garage
Bob Seger as loud
as I can stand
turn the page
Here I go again


What is the breath
you **** in hard here
Here I am
turn the page


It's under the influence
of a tale caught in telling
all your love
walking out the door


the interlude calms
angst in rhythm dissipates
beaten down by drums
I'll go along with this song


fortune and mistrust
fall behind blondie
and me
singing against you


And your construction
like trials of Distance
build time and presence
getting through now

I'm not a saint
I might be a gift
I'm surely lonely and aging

The Brothers Karamazov
I slowly turn the paging

I like Turn the Page
Bob Seger he can sing!

Silver Bullet Band
Silver bullets bring

   That justice thing.

I want to go to a place
where I hear music like Bob Seger and Pat Benetar
To be in the presence of curls of smoke,
the smell of whiskey,
and low rumbles of talk
I don't necessarily want to talk
Just to feel like I'm not alone
A sense of belonging and a buzz
Is that so wrong from time to time?

On music I'm American
On buildings European
I ride the Asian trains
Coincidence I'm seein'

One foot way down South
It's hot and sticky sweat
One foot off in Reno
Where I place my bet

Long live Johnny Cash!
Break my rusty cage
Detroit's Fox Theater
Bob Seger's Turn the Page

God bless Alex Nava
May his books be read!
May there be a mystery
When I am done and dead

              Angels Tread

I've known my share of panic
Fear within without
Society oppressive
Break my rusty cage

Yes, I am religious
But I have so many doubts
I love those French cathedrals
Isolation as I age

Bob Seger in my childhood
I've been to Detroit
I am not a rock star
But I love Turn the Page

Discovered David Markson
Alone in New York City
Writer. Just 1 writer.
Magician. Prophet. Sage.

73 percent against the Americans
But 37 percent for
2 gentlemen of Verona
One ******* in Elsinore

There's a lot of hate in Nature
Predatory terror
The Buddha sits in silence
I am a Secret Sharer

Personality Disorder
She's warped and damaged and rage
I still love Bob Seger
I still Turn the Page

I am a Protector
Who also needs protection
Sallyport report
Yellow Dog Democrat election

                  endurance

my brother once more tonight
comfort in the storm

New York City is cold
but Nashville is quite warm

long live the Man in Black!
break my rusty cage

like a long ago friend
as I headlong drift and age

Bob Seger too
(Turn the Page)

I Couldn’t Stop The Tears

   Well it’s no secret, I love KISS
But that’s not all of me
There’s so much more that I love
So I wanna make my decree

I grew up in the seventies
It was the decade of the best
From my metal to easy listening and
Country and folk they all past the test

Yes I absolutely love my KISS and
Alice Cooper, Poison and AC/DC
My Nazareth and Stryper and DOKKEN
And Rush, good stuff I hope you agree

But there’s so much more music
I have in my heart and my head
Like Jim Croce, James Taylor, Dr Hook
Bob Seger  and America and Bread

I cannot forget to mention the
Beach boys and Beatles and Elvis too
And some country George Straight and
George Jones could leave ya blue

And last night I watched I’ll be me
Glen Campbell’s finale tour
A documentary about his struggle with
Alzheimer’s and the tears did pour

And now the lyrics are haunting me
I can still hear them whine
I’m the Wichita Lineman
And I’m still on the line

For the memories of it all came flooding
Back and reminded of those years
And yes I will admit I was just a big baby
For I couldn’t stop the tears

Written By:Charles Kean
Copyright © 04/25/2020
All rights reserved

Sang Bob Seger.