Sadly, recently and terribly unexpectedly, we lost another ‘celebrity’. Although I’m not entirely sure he would’ve been comfortable being referred to as such, Tom Petty was certainly a man who influenced a multitude of musicians and music lovers the world over.

As days go by and the reality sinks in I’ve begun to recall, what are to me anyway, his most memorable songs and lyrics.

Of course we’ll all agree ‘you don’t have to live like a refugee’ and that ‘even the losers get lucky sometimes’, but here are a few more I feel like sharing;

‘No, I’ll stand my ground, won’t be turned around
And I’ll keep this world from draggin’ me down
and I won’t back down’

‘You can stand me up at the gates of hell, but I won’t back down’

‘There’s something good waiting down this road
I’m picking up whatever’s mine’

‘Yeah runnin’ down a dream
That never would come to me
Workin’ on a mystery, goin’ wherever it leads
Runnin’ down a dream’

‘The waiting is the hardest part
Every day you see one more card’

‘The waiting is the hardest part
Everyday you get one more yard’

‘You take it on faith, you take to the heart
There waiting is the hardest part’

‘Well the good ol’ days may not return
And the rocks might melt and the sea may burn’

‘I’m learning to fly, but I ain’t got wings
Coming down is the hardest thing

‘Well some say life will beat you down
Break your heart, steal your crown
So I’ve started out for God knows where
I guess I’ll know when I get there’

‘I’m learning to fly, around the clouds
But what goes up must come down’

‘I’m learning to fly, but I ain’t got wings
Coming down is the hardest thing’

I’m sure there’s a hundred more we could include here. These are the ones I remember the most. You probably have a few too. Tom’s songcraft was a lot like comfort food. Like a warm bowl of your favorite soup on a cold night. It was easy to take it for granted that it would always be around, making it easier still to be blindsided by the fact that there won’t be any more added in the years to come.

Goodby Mr Petty. You will be sorely missed.

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Stranded here
Away from meaning
Far from dreaming
On a cold dark coast

All alone
I hear myself screaming
The shoreline is teaming
With all of my ghosts

Now I see
Through moonlight streaming
This haunted evening
The uncounted host

And I remember
Though faceless seeming
Beyond redeeming
A name for most

Here is regret
Another is sorrow
Too much time borrowed
Too much time lost

Now I know
A lifetime receding
Has left my mind reeling
I’m counting the cost

I must depart
This Sea of cold feeling
This darkness retrieving
And sail from these shores

In the company

of the ones you really sought

The strangers you really knew

What worth did you affix to it?

A ghost there by your side

An ever more troublesome distraction

Like an unwanted guest

simply ignored till it went Away

Now safely out of your life

And separated by the hands Of time

So easy not to care about

That which is long forgotten

An acquaintance ill esteemed

A friendship never embraced

Moments endured with a lesser one,

Back turned, facing the greater

But clarity comes with the passing years

To the lame and unaccepted

Hindsight revealing the unnoticed Scenes

Hidden behind the minds curtains

Gradually all is somberly clear

Discarding the once cherished moments

Seeing all that was ever offered

The potential gifts unmade

The things that seemingly mattered

Were discounted day after day

Fly away from time

Posted: August 5, 2017 in poetry, stories
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I long to fly away from time
Just as it flies away from me
I long to escape the maddening crush
The ever pounding waves

All of life is rushing headlong
All in a dizzying spin
Never knowing how this began
Unable to see its end

And time will always race onwards
Though it’s destiny cannot be known
Pushing and pulling you back within
The years that wildly spin

Standing still at the speed of light
While all creation passes you by
Filling your eyes with a million sins
Rushing by at the speed of TIME

All of mortality is fading forward
Passing from dust to dust
And herein lies the enigma
It is thus we live, we must

Till all of this corporeal infinity
And time itself comes to rest
Transforming into eternity
For the hopeless and the blessed

And this is the beginning
With time the endings have passed
The culmination of all stories
As the first become the last

And the last become first at last

Where do you start? It’s safe to say we’ve all just been through one hellish presidential campaign. You’d have to go back to antebellum America to find our nation so completely at odds with itself. There’s little historical precedent for such a time as this. 

One of the most obvious things you notice in this type of situation, is not only how deeply entrenched each side becomes, buy how they will each view the proceedings through a very biased filter. It’s like everyone is wearing special tunnel vision glasses that don’t allow the individual more than one view or  perspective. 

To some extent this is normal when people get passionate about an event such as an election. At the end of the day though, once all the votes are in and counted, things generally begin to mellow out. One side wins, the other looses. 

No so this time.

What’s scary about this election is the people who won’t take their special glasses off. They’ve still got tunnel vision.

While there are more than a few people still calling for Ms Clinton’s indictment, the media circus surrounding Mr Trump is a true phenomenon.

Long after the Democratic leadership, including president Obama and secretary Clinton, have said OK, let’s get behind this guy and give him a chance,  the combatants refuse to lay down their arms. Never before has a president-elect been subject to such extremely caustic and critical defamation of character.

Am I sure this guy is the answer to all of the world’s problems?

No. Not by a long shot. A lot remains to be seen. But therein lies the heart of the matter.

However we arrived here, this is where we’re at, and this is where we need to move forward from. How we do that is going to reflect on us as a nation, as a people.

The battle in which everyone invested so much is over. It’s time to move on.

It’s time to stop. It’s time for America to pull together and start looking at the bigger picture.

Let’s take off our glasses.