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  1.  They say that you’ve been seen with some other man
     That he’s tall, dark and handsome, and you’re holding his hand
     Darlin’, I’m a-countin’ on you
     Tell me that it isn’t true
    --
    Song: “Tell Me That It Isn’t True”
    Album: Nashville Skyline
    First played: 2000-03-10
    --
    bobdylan.com/songs/tell-me-it-
    --
    #Music #Rock #Folk #Dylan #BobDylan #MusicHistory #Lyrics #Poetry

  2.  They say that you’ve been seen with some other man
     That he’s tall, dark and handsome, and you’re holding his hand
     Darlin’, I’m a-countin’ on you
     Tell me that it isn’t true
    --
    Song: “Tell Me That It Isn’t True”
    Album: Nashville Skyline
    First played: 2000-03-10
    --
    bobdylan.com/songs/tell-me-it-
    --
    #Music #Rock #Folk #Dylan #BobDylan #MusicHistory #Lyrics #Poetry

  3.  They say that you’ve been seen with some other man
     That he’s tall, dark and handsome, and you’re holding his hand
     Darlin’, I’m a-countin’ on you
     Tell me that it isn’t true
    --
    Song: “Tell Me That It Isn’t True”
    Album: Nashville Skyline
    First played: 2000-03-10
    --
    bobdylan.com/songs/tell-me-it-
    --
    #Music #Rock #Folk #Dylan #BobDylan #MusicHistory #Lyrics #Poetry

  4. Espoir

    Dans les cheveux en bataille
    De sa tête creuse, pleine
    D'un beau rêve bleu, sans haine,
    Le jaune d'un brin de paille.

    Sa sieste, loin du travail
    Et de sa dure semaine,
    Pause en sa vie quotidienne,
    C'est une heureuse trouvaille.

    Mais peut-il rêver enfin
    Au milieu des séraphins,
    À un bonheur éternel ?

    Est-ce qu'une belle histoire?
    Une simple ritournelle ?
    Ou le besoin cruel d'espoir ?

    #sonnet
    #poetry
    #poésie
    #photography
    #photographie

  5. Espoir

    Dans les cheveux en bataille
    De sa tête creuse, pleine
    D'un beau rêve bleu, sans haine,
    Le jaune d'un brin de paille.

    Sa sieste, loin du travail
    Et de sa dure semaine,
    Pause en sa vie quotidienne,
    C'est une heureuse trouvaille.

    Mais peut-il rêver enfin
    Au milieu des séraphins,
    À un bonheur éternel ?

    Est-ce qu'une belle histoire?
    Une simple ritournelle ?
    Ou le besoin cruel d'espoir ?

    #sonnet
    #poetry
    #poésie
    #photography
    #photographie

  6. Espoir

    Dans les cheveux en bataille
    De sa tête creuse, pleine
    D'un beau rêve bleu, sans haine,
    Le jaune d'un brin de paille.

    Sa sieste, loin du travail
    Et de sa dure semaine,
    Pause en sa vie quotidienne,
    C'est une heureuse trouvaille.

    Mais peut-il rêver enfin
    Au milieu des séraphins,
    À un bonheur éternel ?

    Est-ce qu'une belle histoire?
    Une simple ritournelle ?
    Ou le besoin cruel d'espoir ?

    #sonnet
    #poetry
    #poésie
    #photography
    #photographie

  7. Espoir

    Dans les cheveux en bataille
    De sa tête creuse, pleine
    D'un beau rêve bleu, sans haine,
    Le jaune d'un brin de paille.

    Sa sieste, loin du travail
    Et de sa dure semaine,
    Pause en sa vie quotidienne,
    C'est une heureuse trouvaille.

    Mais peut-il rêver enfin
    Au milieu des séraphins,
    À un bonheur éternel ?

    Est-ce qu'une belle histoire?
    Une simple ritournelle ?
    Ou le besoin cruel d'espoir ?

    #sonnet
    #poetry
    #poésie
    #photography
    #photographie

  8. Espoir

    Dans les cheveux en bataille
    De sa tête creuse, pleine
    D'un beau rêve bleu, sans haine,
    Le jaune d'un brin de paille.

    Sa sieste, loin du travail
    Et de sa dure semaine,
    Pause en sa vie quotidienne,
    C'est une heureuse trouvaille.

    Mais peut-il rêver enfin
    Au milieu des séraphins,
    À un bonheur éternel ?

    Est-ce qu'une belle histoire?
    Une simple ritournelle ?
    Ou le besoin cruel d'espoir ?

    #sonnet
    #poetry
    #poésie
    #photography
    #photographie

  9.  Mama’s in the fact’ry
     She ain’t got no shoes
     Daddy’s in the alley
     He’s lookin’ for the fuse
     I’m in the streets
     With the tombstone blues
    --
    Song: “Tombstone Blues”
    Album: Highway 61 Revisited
    First played: 1965-08-28
    --
    bobdylan.com/songs/tombstone-b
    --
    #Music #Rock #Folk #Dylan #BobDylan #MusicHistory #Lyrics #Poetry

  10.  Mama’s in the fact’ry
     She ain’t got no shoes
     Daddy’s in the alley
     He’s lookin’ for the fuse
     I’m in the streets
     With the tombstone blues
    --
    Song: “Tombstone Blues”
    Album: Highway 61 Revisited
    First played: 1965-08-28
    --
    bobdylan.com/songs/tombstone-b
    --
    #Music #Rock #Folk #Dylan #BobDylan #MusicHistory #Lyrics #Poetry

  11.  Mama’s in the fact’ry
     She ain’t got no shoes
     Daddy’s in the alley
     He’s lookin’ for the fuse
     I’m in the streets
     With the tombstone blues
    --
    Song: “Tombstone Blues”
    Album: Highway 61 Revisited
    First played: 1965-08-28
    --
    bobdylan.com/songs/tombstone-b
    --
    #Music #Rock #Folk #Dylan #BobDylan #MusicHistory #Lyrics #Poetry

  12. “Fables” from Threnody, now available for Pre-Order on nihtgengapress.com, along with my two other volumes of poetry.

    Thank you for supporting an independent poet! 🖤✨

    #Poetry #Books #Independent

  13.  I can’t wait, wait for you to change your mind
     It’s late, I’m trying to walk the line
    --
    Song: “Can’t Wait”
    Album: Time out of Mind
    First played: 1997-10-24
    --
    bobdylan.com/songs/cant-wait/
    --
    #Music #Rock #Folk #Dylan #BobDylan #MusicHistory #Lyrics #Poetry

  14. Can you hear my heartbeat?

    “She is very pretty, but doesn’t like me at all” “I like-like you” “I am not going anywhere” "I like how you move your wrists" “I am glad I met you” “Bro” “Take everything from me” "I AM happt" “You are gorgeous” "Shall we rename this to Maj Poem?" “You smell really good” “I love the little dance you do when you eat something you like” “I love how you just rolled your eyes; is it that good?” “Oh wow” “You are slow-eating your way […]

    thewitch.blog/2026/09/05/can-y

  15. Bend Our Wounded Bodies

    I cannot bury thoughts in open ground
    except they sprout to angels without wings
    who plow deep soil and plant aggressive seeds
    with plan to claim this land as ancient home
    based on weird paradigm that graves may

    surazeus.blogspot.com/2026/09/

    #Poetry #Poem #Pastoral #Necropastoral #MetaModernism #Transrealism #NewSublimity #NewRomanticism #AmericanDream #Cinemism #Existentialism #Surrealism #NegativeCapability #NewGnosticism #MetaRealism #NewTranscendentalism #Astarism

  16. Bend Our Wounded Bodies

    I cannot bury thoughts in open ground
    except they sprout to angels without wings
    who plow deep soil and plant aggressive seeds
    with plan to claim this land as ancient home
    based on weird paradigm that graves may

    surazeus.blogspot.com/2026/09/

    #Poetry #Poem #Pastoral #Necropastoral #MetaModernism #Transrealism #NewSublimity #NewRomanticism #AmericanDream #Cinemism #Existentialism #Surrealism #NegativeCapability #NewGnosticism #MetaRealism #NewTranscendentalism #Astarism

  17. Poem: Stay Away Stay Away

    Stay away stay away 
    Stay away, darkness around him
    Darkness around you all, stay away
    There's nothing fruitful in it
    There's nothing wholesome in it
    There's nothing shaking in it,
    Waiting to come out
    It's all a “white tomb” inside
    And broods “of vipers”
    It's all dust and death so
    Stay away stay away

    #depression #generationalTrauma #poem #poems #poetry
  18.  There’s a wicked wind still blowin’ on that upper deck
     There’s an iron cross still hangin' down from around her neck
    --
    Song: “Señor (Tales of Yankee Power)”
    Album: Street-Legal
    First played: 1978-06-01
    --
    bobdylan.com/songs/senor-tales
    --
    #Music #Rock #Folk #Dylan #BobDylan #MusicHistory #Lyrics #Poetry

  19.  There’s a wicked wind still blowin’ on that upper deck
     There’s an iron cross still hangin' down from around her neck
    --
    Song: “Señor (Tales of Yankee Power)”
    Album: Street-Legal
    First played: 1978-06-01
    --
    bobdylan.com/songs/senor-tales
    --
    #Music #Rock #Folk #Dylan #BobDylan #MusicHistory #Lyrics #Poetry

  20.  There’s a wicked wind still blowin’ on that upper deck
     There’s an iron cross still hangin' down from around her neck
    --
    Song: “Señor (Tales of Yankee Power)”
    Album: Street-Legal
    First played: 1978-06-01
    --
    bobdylan.com/songs/senor-tales
    --
    #Music #Rock #Folk #Dylan #BobDylan #MusicHistory #Lyrics #Poetry

  21. Matrix Of Star Souls

    Though I stumble nowhere on road of life,
    randomly following my hungry gut,
    constantly mislead by my eager heart,
    wandering without any plan somewhere else,
    I find myself in paradise with you,
    together in our matrix

    surazeus.blogspot.com/2026/09/

    #Poetry #Poem #Pastoral #Necropastoral #MetaModernism #Transrealism #NewSublimity #NewRomanticism #AmericanDream #Cinemism #Existentialism #Surrealism #NegativeCapability #NewGnosticism #MetaRealism #NewTranscendentalism #Astarism

  22. Matrix Of Star Souls

    Though I stumble nowhere on road of life,
    randomly following my hungry gut,
    constantly mislead by my eager heart,
    wandering without any plan somewhere else,
    I find myself in paradise with you,
    together in our matrix

    surazeus.blogspot.com/2026/09/

    #Poetry #Poem #Pastoral #Necropastoral #MetaModernism #Transrealism #NewSublimity #NewRomanticism #AmericanDream #Cinemism #Existentialism #Surrealism #NegativeCapability #NewGnosticism #MetaRealism #NewTranscendentalism #Astarism