1970 Diary

helicopters in the sky playing “That’ll be the day I die…”

1970

“Let it be” – words of wisdom from The Beatles that spoke to me

I lusted for an “American Woman”

Crossed the Song Bay Bridge under fire listening to

“Bridge over Troubled Waters”

wishing young men back home

would “Walk a Mile in My Shoes”

and know about a grunt’s blues

too many villages on fire

“Somethings Burning” by a ghostly choir

Smoky Saigon opium dens wistfully playing

“House of the Rising Sun”

1970

long range patrols in the night

“Travelin’ Band” playing in the USA

going into hostile territory every day

wondering what’s “Up around the Bend”

living in a hot humid climate

“In the Summertime” that seemed like it would never end

Taking “The Long and Winding Road,” in country

dreaming of “Lookin Out My Back Door” at home

trying not to “Spill the Wine” because I’ve seen

“Fire and Rain” and will never be the same again

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Don’t Look Back

when you hear the cry of wild wolves behind you

don’t look back

when walking on a dark forest’s floor you hear a roar

don’t look back

when unwanted memories haunt you

look ahead

don’t look back

instead

plow ahead

with your dreams

who knows what the future brings?

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The Wild Winds of Wonderland

like a stampede of stallions across a fertile plain

the wild winds of wonderland carries dreams to countless souls

like a heavenly hurricane

and in this magical domain no one has a name

thoughts are colored lights vibrating with energy

and a positive synergy

that’s extrasensory

celebrated in a cosmic liturgy

for the ages

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