"Come in, she said, I'll give you shelter from the storm." Bob Dylan

[GordonJ]

Relieved, I gave a weary sigh
little did I know it then
her shelter was,
just a lulling eye
and in a massive hurricane the violent winds
yet form
while I accepted,her shelter from the storm

Bob Dylan and the Nobel prize, that's something isn't it?

I like to explore the early works of Bob Dylan, Paul Simon, Leonard Cohen, even Gordon Lightfoot to see how they evolved through their Parades of their lives.

In the early morning rain,
past shadows dark and deep
it's not somebody whos seen the light
the answer is blowin in the wind.

Great stuff.

Gordon Jay