Only in the desert when the moon was new
you noticed how savage the west wind blew
how bright and how dearly the starlight shone
before you lost tense of you heart and bone.
Cause time is callous and what has been lost
you’ll seek in your whiskey, in sand and in frost
you’ll seek it in vain unless you go west,
to paint yourself starlit becoming your best.
Sketch for Cowboys in the Badlands by Thomas Eakins
I don’t think I did Bruce justice, but this is what I could come up with before going to bed. For Marion at toads.
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December 16, 2019
Björn Rudbergs writings 
Love this…We can ride and circle our wrongs, but there is a fresh start when we point ourselves toward the west.
And a fine song it is! Great rhythm and rhyming…….
Cause time is callous and what has been lost
you’ll seek in your whiskey, in sand and in frost
!!! this poem is brilliant!
…and for her last prompt here, you hit it out of the ballpark!
I really, really like the tone, the rhythm, the images, and especially that last line. The River was the first record album that I saved up for and went out to buy at the record store with my own money, I guess junior-high age. 🙂
It was a birthday present from my little sister I think… and I played it and played it… and I do remember dancing to “Hungry Heart”
Yes. Yes. Yes. Did Mr. Springsteen Justice!!
“Cause time is callous and what has been lost / you’ll seek in your whiskey, in sand and in frost,” … Love this!! Gorgeously rendered ❤️
This is wonderful, Bjorn. The lines sing!