Tag Archives: rebellion

My Country Gold

Posted on January 18, 2007 by John

Thirty years ago, back when I composed my first tune, country music wasn’t all that cool; anyone who said so, was a fool, and better off in engineering school. The only exceptions: Waylon, Willie, John and June; everybody else seemed … Continue reading →

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What’s the Point?

Posted on October 8, 2006 by John

What’s the point? I want to ask the Mormons on their bikes, who leave their own nice neighborhoods to share the view they like that they are sure contains the answers to what’s wrong with us, and don’t mind spending … Continue reading →

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Foolish Notions

Posted on August 1, 2006 by John

for Bob Dylan Youth’s rebellions dissipate; brave destiny succumbs to fate. One morning you find it’s too late to join the revolution. One’s high ideals sink in the mud; mountain retreats recede in flood. The fire that once burned in … Continue reading →

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Wide Open Road

Posted on March 3, 2006 by John

For some reason, I’m in a shit-kicking mood today. All my ducks are in a row, and I’m feeling my oats. Could be because it’s a beautiful warm spring day with a slight breeze and plenty of sunshine. Could be … Continue reading →

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What Happens If

Posted on July 29, 2005 by John

What happens if, as a martyr in training, you learn self-abandonment, lose fear of death, imagine your sacrifice each waking moment, practice your from-the-flames speech in the mirror, give not a thought to your present or future, trust that your … Continue reading →

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Cause Without a Rebel

Posted on June 28, 2005 by John

I have no cause to champion that’s worthy of a flag, bedecked with symbols meant to stir like-minded souls to arms; no psycho-babbling sycophants pore through my work to find some mystic key that might unlock their esoteric core. if … Continue reading →

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Independence Day

Posted on July 6, 2004 by John

I heard the sounds last night of war outside my window and front door, wild shells and streaks of fire and light; and I was troubled at the sight. No thought of where the sparks might land entered the minds … Continue reading →

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