Long Baez Poems

A pure Hawaiian of rare birth,
living a life somewhat carefree,
fed farm animals by this squirt,
sticks and stones were real toys indeed,
set trash ablaze, be on alert,
a barefoot country kid, that's me,
a runner on trails made...

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I am whatever you say I am 
currently I'm the eyes of the world
it's what they discovered when
daddy tied a pork chop around my neck just to get the dog to play with me
first time...

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I love listening to Bach on late evenings, especially his flowing ‘Ave Maria’,
just as I like tuning in to Schubert’s ‘Ave Maria’, far too many Ave Marias!

Nothing compares to Beethoven’s ‘Moonlight Sonata', it’s simply beautiful;
George...

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A few of my favorite things

A few of my favorite things 

Looking at paintings of Cezanne Rembrandt Van Gogh and Rodin 
thinking of their lives and of their times 
of where and when they painted...

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I sat with rum and Joan Baez the other day
Writing up three poems in Bombay
One short  another crooked
Yet not quite a disaster
The other long and sad
Not very bad but still not much more
Than a...

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How do I say goodbye?
I'm nowhere near ready to let go
How do I come to terms
With the loss of one that I've loved so?

Never did it come to mind
That you'd have to leave so soon
I...

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I am Aztec
I am tree person
Taking refuge under these leaves 

Hide me without erasing me
Until being Mexican is easy
cuando sea libre

Not a Baez
Not a Kahlo
America, accept me for me

I am a woman with swollen thoughts
tired...

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I have a peaceful easy feeling
As I sit and write this poem
Comprising 5 old songs
Which remind me of my home

They show me the importance
They teach me with such grace
To get up every morning 
With a...

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Bay area's crown jewel, The Claremont,
Where age 24 Steve Jobs and I talked,
Well, him--as to the future--I was shocked,
The guy aimed high, humble, who want for naught.

An unscheduled stop by a young Prince Charles,
That shook...

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Long, shaggy bangs and suntan oil
Attracting the rays through pieces of foil
Transistor radio playin' Beatles tunes
Soppin' the sunshine from morning 'til noon

Soft, summer grasses, the rabbit is loose
Teen Beat in one hand, the other one,...

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Unconventional, they mocked the establishment
Clad in paisley  tops and bell-bottom denim,
With a symbol hanging on necks  wrists  or belts -
An emblem  of inverted V , the birth of  protest
Where murmurs...

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Joan Chandos Baez is an American singer
Eighteen years old, first of the later date 
protest folk singers
Famous before Bob Dylan!

Songwriter, musician, and activist. 
Folk music of protest and social justice, 
in the fields of nonviolence,...

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LIFE'S LIKE A VIDEOGAME by Daniel Baez 

Life is partly like a video game, 
Except you cannot play again or have multiple lives, 
It may be difficult and might have some obstacles in the way...

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Entertained While It Rained

Thought of writing poems have entertained;
What I did end up with and still remained
Total nonsense;
Did seem dense;
The presence of my poems others pained.

Jim Horn

Favorite Poets and Singers

My favorite poets are Frost, Rogers...

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Strawberry flower
incense
breeze whispers
a smell
of indian print
curtains.
North Beach
musk perfumed oasis.

Wind chimes
tickle memory moment
flying down
Grant Street
breeze blowing
blaring Baez beat
on gawking tourists
whose crane necks
turn to see
Me
hugely pregnant.

Poignant ache
memory
through times fog
seeping under sills
fills
a world
bridging the Gate's
ancient groan
of Bela birth
and...

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