
I beg your pardon!
That’s a conversation
that never happened
Like Dylan
at the crossroads
selling his soul to the devil
for a musical bargain

I beg your pardon!
That’s a conversation
that never happened
Like Dylan
at the crossroads
selling his soul to the devil
for a musical bargain

JUST ONE DROP
Just one drop
that falls not
That never fails
in erasing all fault
A death
that brings life
One for all
with the serenity
of true certainty
in a friendly voice
Do you hear the call?
Always a choice
to steer your vessel
on a heavenly course
Words of wisdom
the truth to tell
of a Kingdom to come
on a restored Earth
as it is in heaven
One drop of love
that doesn’t fall
and never fails
there for all
Just one drop
of grace divine
suspended within
the fullness of time
No silent witness
to a world of crime
and dysfunction
with the solution
already given
In what direction
would you be heading?
A door is wide open
as the Word
has been spoken
throughout the expanse
of infinite space
One drop of hope
for this human race
more than enough
power to change course
to break the curse
to replace
all hatreds ancient
with a loving embrace
Just one drop π©Έ
of love in abundance
enough for all
who take the chance
to answer the call
Words & Artwork:
~ David B. Redpath Β© 2018-2025

Go Smilingly amid the noise and haste
of cyberspace, and remember what joy
there be in the service of Emo-Jo.
You are a child π of the Cyberverse,
a gift of the Great Keyboard Operator,
no less than the Hash Tags and the GIFs;
you have a right to be here. So, be ever
of good cheer as a proud descendant
of the Rune, and the Hieroglyph.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
never doubt that internet is unfolding
. . . as it should.

On the road to somewhere
The hymn of the plagiarist
without a prayer
ringing in my ear
The fast lane
of mainline seduction
with pedal to the metal
driving a lad insane
criss-crossing creation
An all consuming passion
“God knows the secrets of your heart. He’ll tell them to you when you’re asleep.” ~ Bob Dylan

After a long hot day on the trail
riding through the desert
on his faithful camel, Kamal πͺ
Mr. Smiley Face settled in for the night
down that hobbit hole for hire
at the no star Barrow Creek Hotel.
“My yellow is not so mellow.”
~ Jimi Hendrix

“In the shuffling madness
aboard the locomotive
‘Emo-Jo Breath’
rides the Yellow Badness
Mr. Smiley Face
An engine of holy anger
Forged in a furnace
Of Emoji righteousness
Ever flowing
With hot vengeance
Thundering on
Down the track
As the Yellow Peril
That bane
of Muppet mayhem
He’s now on the case
And that train
It won’t stop going
No, it won’t slow down!”
