Greetings and Salutations virtuous readers of the blog,

First up is a public service announcement, My friend DeAnna Browne has released her first novel. Demon Rising. Here’s what people are saying.


“An enthralling new voice gives us a magical world where love leads to dark decisions.” ~ Jami Gray, award winning author “

…extremely well written, filled with wonderful characters, strange happenings, and fast paced action. I, for one, found it very hard to put down. I can’t wait for the next book in the series.” ~Taylor Jones, reviewer. Available in e-book at

You can reach DeAnna direct at


Back to work. Monday we talked about the art of the short story. Today let’s hit on something even shorter. Poetry and Song lyrics.

Bob Marley’s handwritten lyrics to Turn Your Light Down Low

As a writer, I crave that perfect turn-of-phrase. I yearn to write that one memorable line that will stop a reader for the second it takes to sigh or chuckle. In a novel of 80,000 words that will occur. The law of averages almost guarantee it.

When I read poetry or listen to music, I’m ashamed. Poets and song writers do this at regular intervals. In a page or two they brush against a sensitive nerve evoking joy, shame, grief, anger, and more. Without further ado, I will pay homage to these word smiths today. We’ll start with song writers.

Bruce Springsteen, from Thunder Road

There were ghosts in the eyes

Of all the boys you sent away

They haunt this dusty beach road

In the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolets 


Bob Dylan, from A Simple Twist Of Fate

A saxophone someplace far off played

As she was walking on by the arcade

As the light bust through a beat up shade

Where he was waking up. She dropped a coin into the cup of a blind man at the gate

And forgot about a simple twist of fate.


Gordon Lightfoot, from The Wreck Of The Edmund Fitzgerald

The wind in the wires made a tattle-tale sound

and a wave broke over the bow

And every man knew

As the captain did too

T’was the witch of November come stealin’


Tom Waits, from A New Coat Of Paint

All your scribbled love dreams, are lost or thrown away,

Here amidst the shuffle of an overflowing day


Tom Waits, from Mr. Siegal 

you got to tell me brave captain,

why are the wicked so strong,

how do the angels get to sleep, when the

devil leaves the porch light on.


David Whyte, form Self-Portrait

I want to know if you are willing

to live day by day, with the consequence of love

and the bitter unwanted passion of your sure defeat.

I have heard even the gods speak of God


Mary Oliver, from Have You Ever Tried To Enter The Long Black Branches?  

Listen, are you breathing just a little, and calling it life

While the soul, after all, is only a window,

and the opening of the window no more difficult

than wakening from a little sleep


Billy Collins, from In The Moment

I could feel the day offering itself to me,

and I wanted nothing more

than to be in the moment–but which moment?

Not that one, or that one, or that one,


Charles Bukowski, from Regrets Of Sorts

 but I do like the music of language

 the curl of the unexpected word

the sensation of a tasty almost never-used

near-virgin word


I’m certain you all have your own favorites, and  you are surely aghast because I left them out. I urge you to go now and pull that book of poetry off the shelf, or that song from wherever you store your music and enjoy it for the art that it is and the joy it brings you. Send me a verse that speaks to you, or brings back memories. I promise to post your comments next Wednesday.

As for me, I’m going to continue to hone my craft in the hopes that gems such as these flow from my pores. It is a lofty goal, but a worthy one.

Digger will return on Friday with another interview from the grave, in case anyone is feeling like they need abuse.

As always I’ll leave you with a quote which may seem ridiculous at this point, but there are so many.

“An intellectual says a simple thing in a hard way. An artist says a hard thing in a simple way.”
― Charles Bukowski

Thanks For tuning in,

Dave Benneman

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