Sup. Plant Ted I Dee Uh

Blood sweat And Tiers the Scone on the rack in the Bakery of the Shred,

in that bearing of the compass divine a Gate to tack the fountain to the action os stung,

sing to the variable dream a Place as the aspirin in the Tie len Knoll grasp,

on the base to a curtain on the eyelids link broth the Skull to stitches.

Carton off Milk the Missing sink of dead land to that a roasted Chicken to slack,

from the gal^a^gur to this pen in the statue in every blanket Church swing,

let the Compass Poets delivery course the croghts a dwelling,

under Cave and Mountain the Heights of Humanity on  the Fare its the greens.  Salad Toss the Ceasar to the American Horror flick that reel to the Insidious of lipped.

Stiff hour to frigid fraction to divide the sing along to answer with state,

as the People love a good long in the Mind this screw is of a particular lined,

wind the Clock to Mechanics on the sanction of method to fake the Clatter,

down with the Swipe to apply the red light burning Brightly to saddle the Scribe.

As the bled hobble the tartar than may the Horse Radish to a side,

won for the stirrup the other on the Type to bounce the jump an get a Night,

dust to dark the minute says Wire as the words to gorge are in the Populous I store a sight,

at the midst of thick to a speak oar the Write to crass bellowing the stomach for grabbed.

In the street of owe angled to Trident style pitch the fountain to satchel the floor,

on the tote to shoulder belt in the plate shatter the Pyre to break Fast envelope a reality took gassed,

after the before on the Tomorrow of Yesterdays New transfer the Crikey,

bank the Flash bulb to the quick flood on the river it is the latch,

hinged to Dye^an bone of thrashed venture with the ride to Shades on the Tall patch,

road that canter to cougar be Wise as the lion on the rise came from content on the barred.

To the deer on The Doe wide opened Class logic is the fury^On a trashed butter Tether,

girth a bridle trust the rasp bid snot to sheds of Toll former of the grate,

filter of the Smoke sign a Signature to the Piece of War on the Wrath,

count to the Yearly pew snail that Trail to a barbie on the steed as the Mango on the Moons is a Gilbert.

Home tee`m te I land a Michael in the past to proof the Vista looking at he gates in lettering,

port the Can Knew to the stew on the Potato of ta leather on the shorter equipment of the Hunter,

shake a Bell steam a bath with Hot Water waist and sync the Stable to the Barn of lathe,

shingle with a tunnel on the chose to indicate the Divergent the Plight of dinner spout.

Pizza a Tray Sun to sneak the task to sludge sunk to the ankle sound of mucking a gaft,

forest of Grove in the Magpie of the Hoot squirrel with the Cinema on cabbage to Mic clipped,

hand gage be Needle shale to Volcano the food,

raw fish on the radish Soy to the laugh pickle the jinn ger to vernacular Craft.

Cards of Tear Owe turn to the Spinner as the dolphin on the sleek to a summer shook paint,

touch the Mustang with an eye to herd the direction without the Fall to slide a streaker to dashed,

width of 25,000 scout mark this Entry with a purr As Any Cat is Known bye It's Clause.

Spit Fire

Knock the jeep to bounce a back tailor on the shingle Shine,

in that the seat is a leg to the bass of creation to the delight of Mugstirred,

dance with a beast and get along little doggy its a Rhyme,

charge the electric to an Astro with the snot to a brine,

saltie Seas with the boats on crime,

oh for the glass!!

Drink it for the Hell of the Time in Clay,

mould a Potters claim with the diagonal Ripe,

pick a Harp string the vine,

wine is a tee Step to prime,

in an Inch of kind!!

Square the top of Shoulder a rub Sure,

under the arm Deodorant to be the banister,

pork the bacon prior to a Cliff,

edge is the Master on the dimed,

quarter to the Dollar bill and what do you Grasp but a Talk!!

Conversation bed Posts covers Lids and sheets,

silk Fracking with a Hospice on a creature Feature of the skunk,

there about the white line a Paint on the brush and a Bucket for Lime!!

Oracle deaf to ear a bet the set Ups to silver the slip of a Rainbows Pine,

treed for the Conch on the beach of a Chest at the Nip caught chill to spank station to sprawl,

as that is the Paddle and the pong herds ping Sing to the Net and the Web will chime,

wheels of Cob in a pastel of the Logged to grant it the purse of the escargots cheer.

Trade in the cart to Hell Oh on this Earth lets see the stone that Skits to a Junk,

in slow on the coil to Topical can'ts,

part the Cost to provide on The Knows,

that loss in the cast a scent of the band,

children still sigh whilst a dolt bundles Show!!

Deep in the finnish the Clogs of the Organ took a Pencil and climbed the Poe Leased,

in that tram of a state the gobbler Say to be the better is to be the Jake,

cobble the hoof with a shoe on the spoils half of the Role'ing is a glue from the Cook,

Pots and Pans that Other wiggle on the sign,

lids smother water boiling the fig.!!

Drip wit to the thigh bone and speak treat to a stick,

carrot An apple for the byte is a Trick,

now on the sack to a Fun duct for the Scene,

tiger the taste to this Dragon for gate.

Hold to the shambles an shatter no steep,

the waste of the fork is the spoon corking joke,

to Fifty Touch picture the jade as the soot,

a cheese with the Whiz chars for the cola of puts.

Bubble UP

"Been Singing On The Street For The Last Few Years - - It's a dreamy, lonesome load - - Most Appreciate It, some think you're a bum." quoted on The Jacket Cover Of 'Just Love' A Chording to dg

Humanity sharks the dark Waters on the sumps of the Month on the Week of display,

in News Media Printables a joke ore on the grasp Sew truth with the card on a Cartons back,

that favor of a scene to the perpendicular of the pants on the shelf between the shred,

to ankle Hard desk to cover Lids by match light on the stick in Fire so is the flame.

Self Starters on the log touch the Campfire song,

travel the Bells of Whom it Tolls,

forget Knot to measure the Course of direction on the Moved,

in the Out of the play to dealt the Card of Aces in the Hole.

To ditch said with a paper jag to Fax at the Temple of gross Profits Who's is Owl`d,

trip on the Roast from the dipper Slice of apple Pies to fruit Cupped,

in that there is a place just above the knee to Thigh a dime Boned,

speaking absolute on the drink of Cricket to trunk a Public steel on the stoolie,

to count the Vapor battery to a Candy Vegan on the Vegetable of a Cucumber wrest.

Musical in the drifting of Chopin on Beethovens grown,

the sheets be Wild on the Note to Metronome,

as in the Trumpet a drum on the Crate is a box of Nails with Hammering clocked,

to time in the Fives on the Hour of the Nines its that Ice Cube tray a crib,

does the chill of A Shot bank the Flash on the bulb of lit,

this is no spread of spread the stirrup,

it is a lets see the Marvel on the supper belch.

Traditon charged to this Now as yesterday for Future stir Whipping the creamer for Half&Half,

that is this refrigeration to the Freezer burn in lip to Sip the Tug,

on the bay a ride in a like spoke with Louds to provide a voice to be heard in the mile,

as deck to boat Engine to steer as the Waters spell so does the aspect of Comedy in a shape,

counter that with Kids on the Cereal of breakfast in America,

it treats to October on the thirsty burst Parade.

Play stations cosmic Sun hath a hatch to door the crumbed,

on the Butchers Block it is the Truss`ting to Roofs on shun,

on that shoulder this Hi dun is posture Present & Flint to spoke,

spacial rockets that Plaster a barrel of pick Ups to Monkey shack will be a Potable flounder,

Like 'Gough Fish' it is the Reality of Accent on the decision that Once paved a road with role`ing pens.

Cart of Hark to Harness of stoked Can the Will be of Gent^Tiled on the Tarp,

in blue to green as the Country of a lean talking all the balk by delivering a Caulk,

pose to the Spout of a dry spell additional savor on the Spice Trades,

breakfasting loose with a brunch on the Sun Days of know peanuts garden,

formidable the Tricks to trait on No edit version to the Speak Easy of the Hoe`st,

a bit to Piece with Cheeks that buckle the Crow`d at the brights on Upper toast.

Lyle's Golden Sir Ip 

The Pane Brought A Window To Touch My Sole

The worth of that drive to the cycle on the dones and the do's to calculate the dues is a trike,

On that three Wheeler that greats of that pause to a two Wheeler length is a brace to balance the Falls,

water sings as the rain sleeves the Sky to drape the earth with a beauty of Mystical or drench,

to give the tablet of Time a beach is to blanket no beach,

with every fire there is a tree on the lumber of the sleeve,

a coat to strip off the bark.

Trails on that inch to grove a Price miles while a pheasant speaks to the Feather oh be it Night,

in that the deers Eyes show a headlamp to reflect a stop,

with such a grace towards the left hand turn takes the way to a Path of careful,

the words of Timber wood my forest in a Groves shade,

the sway of a gentle remainder with the Crow on the telephone sayer.

To be of the foot Walkers on the streets of consider I tend to follow no particular script,

these writes come from the base of seed stock that Audience of a common as a child,

in the setting of a living to the eyes in a listen dg was a True blues picker,

he played the Harp as the sweet sound of the taste on this my brain would squall.

Storms in silence beseech`dd his tempo with Measure to quiet my stand,

in the journal of my Mind I piano the chopsticks of this Plan to the venue of just happened,

know coincidence required that meeting of goodbye to stretch my sorrow for the heart,

in bleeding the road drove my tears to a place that gave me think.

I, not much of a crying type boar the shoulder with a festering wound that bled my light to read,

the hinge to be a Breath on the ride taking sorrow for the hug in realization of the gone being heard,

slowly on the basic pram to the years of sadness that began to brace my tiger I spotted a stripe,

it was the understanding on the scope of brights surrounding my life with the air to fight!!

In depth of life a vernacular Wind breezed me my friend with no chase of a tornado just a Cyclone,

some may gasp at such tack but the Cigarette has brought a steaming trade to a slow boil,

importantly these raise`r`s for in the potted life of Pans that waist water will evaporate to soil,

this ground with a favorite authority by line and by form had hugged my life without the thorns.

So should the important information of my Tax charge your price full lives than so be it,

from shunned to scat I pigeon the note to ankle my bite as the fangs of my lettered truth,

fares be mild in fees to trace but in the Paints of art a Vernacular with bic Accented my patent,

in Owe beautiful the Bench and the crew I can only Mirror the optic Reflection with dialect and debt,
I cruise the Rear with a simple state of said,
it's called 'The Blues'

Blues & Lullabies
by dg

The Sweet Life, Hard Life Waltz

There's a love you don't find in the jungles
           too much these days, no
It's a sun where an earth and a moon go 'round
It's a word you can speak with your mouth
           but we hardly ever say so
We just turn our eyes, and drop our head right down

                                                             Sweet life, hard life, sunlight, shines on us all
                                   Sweet song, sad song goes on
                            when someone stalls

That family wagon rolls on and then hits an up hill
And she might be better than you at fixin' the wheel
She keeps you out 'a jail
           and gives you the freedom to be still
and you see all those wide eyes,
          wonderin' just what's the deal

                                                            Sweet life, hard life, sunlight, shines on us all
                                    Sweet song, sad song, goes on,
                               when everything falls

Rhinestones roses and rubies were never the key here
she married a dreamer--singing two Hank songs a set
She had her own, and you had your reasons to be here
It was a deal in life where no one would place their bet

                                                             Sweet life, hard life, sunlight, shines on us all
                                     Sweet song, sad songs goes on,
                                   though you want to bawl

So all you young cowboys and maidens
         have tales to be told
of wilderness wars that leave
              your heart full of holes
Short of beatin' and cheatin'
                        and then spittin' on rainbows
that old wagon just might need fixin' when you get old

                                                               Sweet life, hard life, sunlight, shines on us all
                                      Sweet song, sad song goes on,
                        when you hit the wall

'Just Love'
recorded at Trickle Creek Studios
Garberville, California

dg ink
copyright Don Garrett 
www.dg-ink.net

All The Lost Soles

So ground this earth of people on muds that dirt the slate to clay palaces on the stoop of life,

as the at Set is determined by the grades of the jest than the world inks the stats with sticks,

tree stoned to spindle the thread.

Creative branch to this value on the slight Opera lights,

choirs Coral a rockers stature with the lull a by sting,

in trippers to Falls the origin of the ankles spring.

Beacons House to tribe the Foundation of the Save,

for ships in the Storms of Humanity have graves,

tombs to slabs Cold deaths with gunned bred,

the Answer is not the Saucer to the spills.

Once Upon a done the dead are in the sound,

thrifty to the echo it is With the cope that bares,

missing dg I gave to the reception of range,

a Man that sang to a girl on the shed.

Razors slop to the chained swim I dance to the Worth a still,

breathe the slumber or Waltz the Mills,

for in the Woven the fleece either Warm or fever sweats.

To envelope the desire to afford the steeper dial I crawl you a Note,

in the said to the had dg belled me a Care without the demise of stoked,

at that hug I was towarded to James Blunt as the canter Posted the exacts to Stead.

Heady are the syncs as the lost hugs embrace the forward hiccups with a fashion to being,

a set of arms that did not dead land my brain to bastard status as the sling,

no it was a lullaby to the silence of the pain within my desk to mankinds breast.

Simply I station a bearing for the shower in the Public lavatories that cinch Tub death,

find the part of your Tell and encounter the Bread with understanding a San Francisco leadership scene,

the Top Hats and Handsome typed me an actual factor,

how to be 'Just Love' in the real of a daily sing,

that patience and vocal ring from dg gave me the ears to see and the eyes to listen to that Every bring.

Blues & Lullabies by dg

When the Flow Goes

The flow of that stream trickles down so thin,

                life's summer heat takes its toll

The flow of that dream, it goes on its own though,

                   like smoke through that window

                                                       And you and the coyotes did sing your songs

                                         for love and home, and on the roam

                                                         Even when the wind did howl across the plains

                          or when the night was calm

Oh the town sits so still on the river banks

                     when the boats don't come down

and that whippoorwill still sounds so blue

         in the silence all around.

Those honky-tonk nights soon lost their glow

                  except for the beat and the tune

It became a fright for you to keep up

                  you'd rather howl--at the moon

                                                           You can't believe you've become a rebel again

                        from friends and family

                                                              you still look for that light, to rise like the dawn

                                           down the road, to keep you company

Townes, we needed you, here on the earth

                                                    here on this earth, with your songs and your strings

Here's to all the hearts, of songs and rhymes

                                            known or unknown, who were born just to sing*

Your mind still runs like a road at midnight

            and that truck driving man,

hauling his load to everywhere,

              all alone, all across the land

                           And when your melodies

                                     start coming back on you

                                 such a comfort, sad and blue

                                                          And the grace you have known, is ever untold

                            that keeps, and covers you.

dg ink
Recorded at Trickle Creek Studios
Garberville, California
copyright Don Garrett
*Contains musical elements from If I Needed You written by Townes Van Zandt, published by JTVZ Music (ASCAP), Katie Belle Music (ASCAP), and Will Van Zandt Publishing (ASAAP)/Administered by Bug.

My Juke Box Sole

In the step by step fashion of the World on the crush,

of a frost on the chilly Wilds I speak Tell.

As the funny of a stood On the done outed Waist is in the course,

of a Standard of transmission sew belled.

At the ring of the Answer to the rinse of the Towers a theme has come to be,

in the Language of letter head to the found of balers Wine,
ask not of the chance to gander without The Swan Sun,
as James Blunt is the Electrical current that doors the Tide.

To the timely on the Hour,

of skit Time foundation,

does quick the bind with drills that Rise a write.

Too taste the tongue in the corker of message,

as that is the pen Sill of a life on the Part of a crawl.

Inch the fax to Whom has not strength to venture the Sun in a Raised,

for even the equal bee hops a Sanction to the deep divide on Shoes.

Mud Cakes Cow pies those Road Apples on the rides,

saddle the fraction to a Trail of Jumps in the sound of grounds; I rumped a View to the Scenery.

As to eyes that say a terrible before the After of the action,

of the delve is all daisy chained to the Beautiful release on a Landing of the Moon,
these rocket Ship parlor Rooms breathe a Knights tether.

Rifled to the Primer of the suggestion to Nautical be lined,

I invest in the Patience of a Vlasic by Named,

that sorting of Ying & Yang,

on the coffee in the Tee Up for the supper of Mazed.

Chase lounge with a Hi Stepper,

for the Introduction quacks to the Chirp on the swing of littles Quirk,
for without the Lord for Whom the bell soared there is no berth to beg a Question.

Towards thee Say caption on the Sky News,

of stride as the Plains of Feat,

ankle addition to Top Hats on the skeet: I wonder.....

A combination on the Sayer at the believed in the Now,
a threshold to bearings of no longer lost in translation,
Top Gun & Broke Back Mountain,
the cents to Copper on the Wire of talkers that perfumed the explanation for a stickier Cleaned.

Blues & Lullabies by dg

Blues of Heaven

I have sung this song, Lord, all my life
It just keeps on a'rolling though all the love and strife
When I get to my long home--it's gonna sound just right

These are the blues of heaven from Texas to St Lou
And all around this world of green and blue
And though the sun might go down--
                            you can still hear these old sweet blues

I'm gonna' run like a stallion, and sing like a dove
The blues in my heart, and strength from above
And when you sign my name,-- sign it "Just Love"

Feel like a burst of sun coming through the clouds
I pray everyday I don't get so proud
And let my flesh and my eyes--lose this old dark shroud

Got no mind to ramble, just to go somewhere
Everything I need you know is right here
The next time I move just might be--through the air

dg ink
copyrighted Don Garrett
www.dg-ink.net

Gain Gauss Khan Tracks

On the fountain of the day to the scene in my head saw a particular place in the face,

as the steam of the I land of a dimension touch the rain as the journey of the class,

an Ancient say to the lathe on the stone inks a course to the Mine that pennies a breadth,

to position on the grant it a schedule to the Placard of the Shingle a seals of glued,

to bank that as hidden in the depth of always forest the World an Apple on the basket of dimes.

To be of the Trees on the carpet of Humanity to breeze a Shag is to short scout the find,

a wrinkle in aspect with the stellar on the enter Galactic Coal chill,

buckets to Touch the coins in the books of a Ream on the slumber.

Diggins to what this World has done with Treasure gears me a Cradle to rock the jig,

dancing on the dips to watch the Muslim Priests smash and destroy,

I creek the Ewe a sleeve to the Sphinx on a good Old Cry!!

Foot by best to spank the Chest on the list of length Stars sync on the vernaculars reads,

measure to Damper on the Chimney affair as the ships on the frost stirred to a scare,

speaking of the dune on a Apex of the sheen is to Frozen on the Teak and at the base of the knows.

Mappers to sing the Tunnel of locked is a Jump raiser to the Hare`d,

short grub to Glowing turns At cycle of the Ferns,

green dallop of the drip of Ink to screen that with an Eclectic script,

owe from the World and its destruction to the guides that proper a Cream.

Milking Cows with Nursery Rhymes to activate the Mind in memory of the Firm,

landing on the Planet at the Equator of the Hots on with the March to he sphere of these Plots!!

Change by Change the Meant of the learn hats to the Crop as The Hand some to Understood,

comprehend a tagger on a difference of Sinew to the saddle of the tone Wilderness in plateau's,

on Straddle the Comprehension in the lid of a strange the See begets the Tack!!

Oh well to the slide on a special Ace in the Games of Black jack to Jokers filed,

know purchase Wood value to the Paper Trees on the type Writers lodge,

be score to the Fancy paddle to believe the brain is of a Sand all!!

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