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4 Songs | Sep 21, 2008




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10 of 21MoreThanks for the add.
After you've finished here, you may like to hear this poem sung on MySpace...
Poem cum song 5 of 230, WalkaboutsVerse (see my Blog for details):
STATE TO STATE
(TUNE:
C F G F
C F G F
C F G F
C F G F
F G F C
F G F C
F G F C
C F F F)
From Sydney Town,
In uni. break,
I drove out west
To earnings make
Onion picking,
On the fields
Of Echuca,
That year’s yields.
After day’s work,
From Y.H.A.,
A group of us
Would not delay
To walk on down
To the dirt rim
Of the Murray,
For a cool swim.
On one such day,
I do declare,
Some three of us
Had a big dare
To swim across,
From state to state,
The wide Murray -
I took the bait.
Yes, foolishly,
I took the bait -
A choice that I
Would come to hate,
For I almost
Did drown that date,
Making the swim
From state to state.
(C) David Franks 2003
After you've finished here, you may like to hear this poem, & some songs, on myspace...
Poem 187 of 230, WalkaboutsVerse
(see my blog for details): A SOUTH SHIELDS WALKABOUT - AUTUMN 2001
Out of the museum-and-gallery
(Wiser on Cookson and the local way),
Down Ocean Road with, to the right of me,
Its eateries and, left, neat places to stay;
Before, on either side, Marine Parks -
The southern-one a most beautiful place,
Teeming with moorhens, swans, grebes and mallards
In a small lake at a scenic-hill’s base.
Then (holding chips from the parade’s cafe
And, thus, a flock of gulls squawking above)
Onto the South Pier I made my way:
Seeing seaweed over rocks - like a glove -
And high-and-dry sands held from transgression
By growth of grass and the weaving of wood,
Plus, in the dim light of a sleepy sun,
Fishing boats returning to Tynemouth’s hood.
(C) David Franks 2003
Thanks for the add Celtarabia! Great sound! :)
I love your music, you are a real inspiration. Really top notch stuff, awesome! Many thanks
respect and best wishes
David
Hola! muchas gracias por el add. Me gusta vuestra música, suena muy bien.
Os envío un mágico saludo desde Galicia!!!!
Greetings Celtarabia,

Thanks for the friending and interest in my book. It's a story that melds Native American ways with the shamanic traditions of Old Europe and Tibet. The drama involves medicine workers grappling against alien spirits in the realm of altered states consciousness.
Some people reach out to the mystical.
And sometimes it’s the mystical that reaches out and pulls people in.
CALL OF THE FORBIDDEN WAY
“A wonderful thriller from the world of shamanism and sacred plants.”
Luis Eduardo Luna Ph.D
Author of Vegetalismo
To learn more please visit:
robertowings.com
solunautic greetings from munich!
your music is beautiful!