[The more complete verse/prose version of m’last reply to this thread....
Forgive the verbosity of this’n, ...if you can dig....]
“Clipper Horse Cantata”
Vaya con Dios, to two great musicians....
One a songwriter and the other, notably,
A guitar player of extraordinary means....
Chris Whitley and Link Wray
...Man, ...good folks dyin’ young
(radio waves tearin’ through tissue like zephyr banshees....)
As Old Chief Joseph of the Nez Perce lay dying, he told his son, 'Never forget my dying words. ...This country holds your father's body. Never sell the bones of your father and mother."'
...Deluge....
vague & fascinating newz lately, ...& while one bard is in a coma [imo], thanks to the fact that rust never sleeps but the weary often rest well, ...another is limping along with a modicum of... poignancy & some air of persona grata dañada & pinball synapse.... But then it’s just...
...winds pick-up come morning & first snow on all matter of green 2nite
...& the cold is now less likely sight unseen m’friend;
I b’lieve you know what I mean, Chris.
Tis the season, bro. Be filled with joy,
...as will I try....
Like the man & his
almond eyed bride once
sang, not long after our
Thanksgiving for
blessings and bounty, ...
”A very merry Christmas
And a happy New Year....”
Remembering those who have been
displaced by the sea and wind
or taken-out before their prime
by force of battle @ a dispirited time....
Hopes of clear sailing to the fore...for the Clipper Horse....
Rougher seas ahead...has been the trend,
...but a good ship steers into the bad wind
...Or rides adeptly to windward in a zephyr....
...Or so I’ve been told, glass in hand 4 well measures.....
Whether this IS a good ship, remains only to be seen in dreams
I’m still very curious...& certainly 'vested herein and persevering nicely enough....
To those who offered tenable notions of sage trade last year, thanks. No more, no less...
I did not pay heed to all the most astute of it, but caught the gist and the timing of a few.
To those who offered resilience & amnesty to ideas, you know you: ...Gassho....
The turning of the tides are brushes on gesso to the hope u kindle every day....
[shout-outs to the 2RWs,
...glass of 2003 Kendall-Jackson Pinot Noir in hand drives m'pen]
[2 bros, ...one was maybe a message and th' other perhaps a bear
...or visa-versa....]
Health 2 th’ lot if us and DB...& friends....
