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Published Poem: Free Verse – Spillwords.com – “I’ll Fly Away, Oh, Glory” #published #audio #poetry #amwriting 


Thanks to the ever gracious http://www.spillwords.com for publishing my new poem called “I’ll Fly Away, Oh, Glory.” The chorus lines are borrowed from the song “Fly Away” for by Gillian Welch and sung by Allison Kraus on the Oh Brother, Where Art Though? movie soundtrack. It’s an awesome movie too! 

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Credit: Fernando Brasil via Unsplash

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My Thoughts

Three Line Tales: Leaving On A Jet Plane #3LineTales #amwriting #music #quotes


Thanks to Sonya of Only 100 Words for hosting #3LineTales. I can think of nothing but this song when I see this photograph 🙂 🎼🎤✈️

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Credit: Brian Gaid via UnSplash

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“So kiss me and smile for me, tell me that you’ll wait for me. Hold me like you’ll never let me go . . . ’cause I’m leaving on a jet plane, I don’t know when I’ll be back again. Oh, babe, I hate to go.” – Original Lyrics by John Denver

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Chantal Kraviasuk – “Leaving On A Jet Plane” 

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Memories/Childhood, Music and Performers, My Thoughts, Three Line Tales, Writing, Writing Challenges

Three Line Tales: Low Places #amwriting #music #3LineTales


Thanks to Sonya of Only 100 Words for hosting #3LineTales.

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Credit: Edwin Undrade via UnSplash

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The resonance of his voice carries in the arena, an audience enthralled by the first twang of his voice. 

He’s a brilliant musician, the epitome of which other Country artists aspire to be –a world wide known musician, a gifted storyteller, with a beautiful famous wife. 

The cadence of his final song’s chorus resounds as he considers the eight more shows he’s playing here; the last lyrics hover in the ambience of the audience as he leaves the stage:”Oh, I’ve got friends in low places.” 

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Note: Where I live, Garth Brooks is performing. His concerts kept selling out so they continued to add new shows, even weekend afternoon performances, until he was performing for nine shows. We’re pretty impressed that he’d play nine shows in our city. If he added a show or two more I’m sure they’d sell out as well; I still couldn’t get tickets 🙂 

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“Low Places” by Garth Brook

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Music Review, My Thoughts, Relationship, Short Stories And Serial Stories

He’s Gone


I’ll leave you behind, said the part of me that was in control.
I’ll take it as a sign, that you were never in my life
And the days pass by, the moon still gleams and I promise to forget
Haven’t let you go yet, I’m the keeper of a dream
Because you changed my life, made me see the strife, made me see
I wasn’t to be blamed. You can’t say that it was all my fault.
I was only 19. To young to barely see, what was right in front of me.
And the years passing by bring a new story alive, and I know now that dream.
Was never meant to be.

If you live in past, you’ll never move on
You’ll never grow strong, he’ll never be gone.
But your living life, like a thief in the night
Stealing time trying to forget.
First love, it is the painfullest
And oh baby, he’s gone.

So the years have passed by, in the blink of the old one’s eyes.
And you’ve made a new life, built a foundation from ashes.
The rubble it’s gone, he left the pieces when he moved on.
Still every now and then, you find yourself looking back.
Thinking why did I love, what I couldn’t have, that really wasn’t love at all.
And history repeats, like a native drum beat, repetitious and strong, don’t you see
I’ve never really moved on, you stole a part of me and she’s all gone.
I didn’t know it all along, that you took my past spun the present alive, made a web of mockery.
Mocked that I’d never have you.

If you live in the past, you’ll never move on
You’ll never grow strong, he’ll never be gone
But your living your life, like a thief in the night
Stealing time trying to forget.
First love is the painfullest
And oh baby, he’s gone.

Now you’re stronger then you think, you’ve got another dream to live.
A man who loves you best, if only time would allow you to forget, but you still regret
Your young and in love, what else could you need, you have the world before you
You have everything you’ve ever wanted to have, but your heart won’t let you forget
There’s still a part of him in you yet, he owns pieces of your nightmares.
He owns pieces of your fragile mind, and yet rejection made you what you are today.
A woman who knows better then to be undervalued again, and you’ll never move on
But you’ll be tougher knowing you’ve taken that road before and survived the fall.
Time has rolled on.

You’ll never forget
But thank God, baby, he’s gone.