Woody Guthrie

your songs were authentic

as you sang of the land

the land that was yours.

You rode that ol' railroad

a blues dust bowl singer,

just a tired and lonesome

'Hard travellin' man


You were a poet

a bard and a dreamer

facing the world

with guitar in your hand,

you sang to the people

who picked up on your meaning,

you gave us Bob Dylan

who took up your stand.


                            Echoes of dust bowl  

                            in the winds are still blowin'   

                            but the white dove of peace

                                                                     has sunk in the sand.

◄ ABOUT A GIRL - for my granddaughter



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Jeff Dawson

Fri 26th Apr 2019 05:50

Nice one Dorothy, Guthrie was a hero of my hero Joe Strummer, I sometimes play This land is your land, great words. Thanks for your comment about my poem about Derry, we live in hope,,,

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Dorothy Webb

Tue 23rd Apr 2019 20:09

Thank you Trevor anf Jason for reading and for your welcome comments

My thanks also for the bunch of flowers - i really do appreciate them.


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Jason Bayliss

Tue 23rd Apr 2019 15:48

Beautiful Dorothy, great tribute to a great performer.

J. x

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trevor homer

Tue 23rd Apr 2019 12:44

Dorothy, I salute your homage to Woody -Trevor

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