Shelter from the Storm

Twas in another lifetime of innocence and love
I grew up in the 60’s; the songs came like a flood
There was Woody on the undercard & Dylan striking form
“Come in,” they said, “We’ll give you Shelter from the Storm”

It wasn’t just the songs I heard down by the underpass
But it was the hope I felt; just like cathedral glass
There was Seeger on the banjo; & Dylan striking form
“Come in,” they said, “We’ll give you Shelter from the Storm”

Well I followed him from the folk scene, to Every Grain of Sand
I looked out for the Slow Train, that’s coming round the bend
There was Arlo on the twelve string; & Dylan striking form
“Come in” they said, “We’ll give you Shelter from the Storm”

Well, it’s Not Dark Yet, just like he says; but it’s getting there
Man’s greed and exploitation just fill me with despair
There was Joanie on acoustic; & Dylan striking form
“Come in” they said, “We’ll give you Shelter from the Storm”

I cannot hear the answer, that’s ‘Blowing in the Wind’
I only hear the Tempest, yet still my hopes I pin
On prophets from the underpass; new Dylan’s taking form
‘Come in,” they say “We’ll give you Shelter from the Storm”

Kevin Moran 4/5/16

(Written for Nelson Poets Alive; Celebration of Bob Dylan’s 75th Birthday,
May 24th 2016)

 

 

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