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Molly Gordon

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Open Air

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Becauses

Did you run from the stage of your life

Hoping to breakthrough the theatre walls

Surrounding the divine drama

And the chaos on the edges of eternity,

Could you freeze frame the ecstasy at the apex of the eclipse of your sweetest emotions,

And drown in the joy of being alive…

A child of Eden

I recaptured the gleam of the spotlight,

Somewhere in the second set,

Behind the backdrop of becauses

Dripping like naked sorrow from the lips of the unquenchable longing

Rotating in the hopelessness

Of quandary,

And the quality of questions

posed

By all the spilt milk accumulating

On the surface of your nature

I see the odd packages left on the carport of our misunderstandings,

And ponder if the placard outside the playhouse

Of your penultimate performance

Has been worth the staccato soundings

At the depths to which you have ascended

The redemption of the routine

And the dream

That you will see me as a human being again

For that split second between your everlasting breaths

And see the singular of all the plurals on the long way back from the beginning

2025©️RolloRoberson

Words and pics

“I tripped and fell

And did I fall

What I want to feel

I want to feel it now

Now with love come strange currencies

And here is my appeal

I need a chance, a second chance, a third chance, a fourth chance

A word, a signal, a nod, a little breath

Just to fool myself, to catch myself

To make it real, real

These words, "You will be mine"

These words, "You will be mine"

All the time, oh

These words, "You will be mine"

These words, they haunt me, hunt me down

Catch in my throat, make me pray

Say love's confined, oh

….” (Peter Lawrence Buck / Michael E. Mills / William Thomas Berry / John Michael Stipe)

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Delphi

I love the way the colors in the chorus of your pallet harmonize so effortlessly,

The soul becomes dyed with the color of your thoughts …

The heart races to grasp the image of your aura emanating from the shadows …

It’s the seemingly insignificant moments with you that became magnificently apparent,

In Delphi you resided and responded to the mysterious and the momentous,

Carve out a row in your fields

Lay down the brush upon your scepter

Grant passage to your inner world,

Unseal the depths within you,

And permit me to know the quiet place where you truly reside

2025©️RolloRoberson

“Johnny, take a dive with your sister in the rain

Let her talk about the things you can't explain

To touch is to heal, to hurt is to steal

If you want to kiss the sky, better learn how to kneel

On your knees, boy

She's the wave, she turns the tide

She sees the man inside the child

It's all right, it's all right, it's all right

She moves in mysterious ways, yeah…”

(Paul David Hewson / Adam Clayton / Larry Mullen / Dave Evans)

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Bob Dylan on the Mount of Olives outside the city of Jerusalem, circa 1983, photographed by Sara Dylan from the “Infidels” album cover.

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The Beatles sculptures by the late David Adickes.

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Cat Power

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The Fear of Resentment and Guilt

After 16 seconds, you noticed I existed independently of the eternal background of life…

The explanation of my past existence are things I could not comprehend,

The attempts at apologies just scattered dust on rotten wooden floors,

My actions always spoke louder than words

Always drew blood 🩸 from one source of heaven or the alleyways of hell…

Concocted in my own selfishness

And you suspect that somewhere in the feebleness of this entropy

You have magically fallen headfirst on the answer to everything,

It’s so deceptively deep in the demagoguery of the wooden gods and murderous verses rotating in the folds of your consciousness

Oh the sting of the anatomical accolades

And the spiritual slights

Batting a tired eye

Batting a tired eye

After sixteen seconds, you noticed I existed independently of the eternal background of life

(Words and Pictures by RolloRoberson ©️ 2025)

“These are the days of miracle and wonder

This is the long distance call

The way the camera follows us in slo-mo

The way we look to us all

The way we look to a distant constellation

That's dying in a corner of the sky

These are the days of miracle and wonder

And don't cry, baby, don't cry” - Paul Simon

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“Everybody has a plan until they get punched in the face” - “Iron” Mike Tyson with his mentor and adopted father, Cus D’Amato. They were undefeated together.

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Sophia Loren

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Rickie Lee Jones

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Rhian….

RHIAN TEASDALE for The New York Times

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Joseph Mallord William Turner (1775-1851), The Blue Rigi, Sunrise (1842), watercolour on paper, 29.7 x 45 cm, The Tate Gallery, London. WikiArt.

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Rest Peacefully…Ozzy!!!!

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The Full Throated Lie

The full throated lie

That nailed honesty to a distant cross

Flailing hands

Failing hearts

Why don’t you just jump on in and cry about it

This time will be different

That’s the sum of truth

Pent up behind the shuttered blinds

Of your soul

Sending out Morse code through the night sky of the city

Waiting for the message to land

I want to reach out and take your hand

I want to memorize your misgivings

And adorn the rented hall

With picture albums

Of blood soaked arms

And huge dishonest smiles

Come on everyone

Take one home with you

There’s enough for everyone

But you’re not enough

You’re not enough

For me….

(Rolloroberson©️2025)

“I saw her today at the reception

In her glass was a bleeding man

She was practiced at the art of deception

Well, I could tell by her blood-stained hands”- Jagger-Richards

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The Beatles on the Rooftop at the Crest of Creation - Get Back (Take One)