In frostbitten midwest prong
Among the iron ore laid long
Awaiting, carbon ash, as song
Of a past it did not belong
Exiting the times of old
Empire cities entered bold
Offering songs, to us sold
Words, the debt of him, now owed
Utterings beyond the years
Parchments of ten thousand tears
Perfected by succumbing fears
Bella Donna muse at the near
Coal transformed to brilliance
Stirring wasted souls to dance
Hearts weep from the pointed lance
Melodies not born of chance
Earthly displays eternal gift
Causing mortal spirit to lift
Meanings renown men to sift
Time’s-a-changing, ever shift
Formless creature born of sand
Temporal as the flashing pan
Stockpile tunes in memory’s hand
Grateful where the ash did land
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Look out kid, It’s somethin’ you did
God knows when but you’re doin’ it again
Like every leaf that trembles, like every grain of sand.
Birthday wish to Bob Dylan
Dylan Dreams on canvas
It's unbelievable, what they'd have you to think.
Last Thoughts on Bob Dylan's Birthday
THAT GOOD MAN
Song of the Soul
You've received a special delivery
A Word About That 'Old Crow Medicine Show' Song...
THE NIGHT I MET DYLAN/SONG
Bruce, the Bob Dylan Fan since 1965
What it's been like.
Alan's thoughts on bobby dylan
Dear Bob, Robert, Bobby, Dylan, Zimmerman... you.
Happy Birthday, Mr. Bob
a man with cowboy boots
Much Thanks to You, Mr. Dylan!
Freedom and Dreams for a Young Girl
Some of what Bob Dylan means to me
The Mighty Bob...
Freewheelin Like a Rolling Stone
My Ethan and Bob
Just like the rest, not like the rest...
Matt - not a final product but just my random thoughts.
My perspective on Bob
Not dar yet
Thanks for Calming Dad Down
Can i actually get a message ro Mr Bob Dylan?
Johnny Cash recorded the New Testament. If only Bob Dylan would record the Old.
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