have you seen
dylan's dog
it got wings
it can fly
if you speak
of it to him
its the only
time dylan
can't look you in the eye
have you held
dylan's snake
it rattles like a toy
it sleeps in the grass
it coils in his hand
it hums and it strikes out
when dylan cries out
when dylan cries out
have you pressed
to your face
dylan's bird
dylan's bird
it lies on dylan's hip
it lies on dylan's hip
trembles inside of him
it drops upon the ground
it rolls with dylan round
it's the only one
who comes
when dylan comes
have you seen
dylan's dog
it got wings
it can fly
when it lands
like a clown
he's the only
thing allowed
to look dylan in the eye
FROM:-
Early Work 1970-1978
Patti Smith
W.W. Norton, New York 1995.
So happy 70th Birthday Bob Dylan
I doubt we ever get to the end of the story,
to believe in it, is often enough.
Don't ask me what it means I have no idea,
sometimes we learn , sometimes we don't,
the spirit of songs touched, through the ages.
he never really gave an answer on China,
did he? Still as elusive as ever,
practiced hard his techniques,
hey don't we all copy, imitate
I like it when he goes walking with raw poetry.
sometimes I can listen for hours, sometimes!
Long may his nasal twang call,
in the middle of nowhere,
rolling around like tumbleweeds,
solitary, sceptical, wise?
leading us
somewhere outside of our selves?
" May you have a strong foundation
when the winds of changes shift
May your heart always be joyful
May your song always be sung,
May you stay forever young."
