DON'T FALL! DON'T FALL!

BOB DYLAN AND LEONARD COHEN

SWINGING ON THE MOUNTAIN

THE DAY BEFORE WINTER SOLSTICE

     You want it darker? Leonard Cohen

      It's not dark yet, but it's getting there. Bob Dylan

The cars are plastic

and there is no key.

Keyless, clueless, blueless,

friends write.

Rocks and Mountains

don't fall on me

Live a humble

gospel man.

We were living foolishly today, friends.

Solstice mountain be mine 

with children, making fun of it all,

sweeping the mountain,

listening to Dylan

and those Gospel singers

from Muscle Shoals

in the late 70s. Want to let go

and I can't let go, like that

over and over.

Who wants watered down love?

Come home and shower

do my advent reading.

What a prayer from Shane Claiborne

invoking Harvey Cox.

I might put the whole damn prayer

in this poem and then on Facebook.

Let it happen. I'm not under

new management as much

as not being managed at all.

Jim Bodeen

18-24 December 2017