Up S**t Creek!
A Poem by wuliheron
Been there, done that, got the T-Shirt!
Up
S**t Creek!
Oh,
let the sun beat down upon my face...
With stars to fill my
dream.
I am a traveler of both time and space,
To be where
I have been.
Sit with elders of the gentle race...
This
world has seldom seen.
Talk of days for which they sit and
wait,
And all will be revealed...
Talk and song from
tongues of lilting grace...
Sounds caress my ear.
But not a
word I heard could I relate,
The story was quite clear...
Ooh,
baby, I've been crying...
No, yeah, mama, there ain't no
denyin'.
Ooh, yeah, I've been crying,
Mama, mama, ain't no
denyin', no denyin'...
All I See... Turns To Brown...
As
the Sun...Burns the Ground.
And, My eyes... Fill With Sand,
As
I Scan This... Wasted Land...
Trying to find, trying to find...
where I've been...
Oh, pilot of the storm who leaves no
trace...
Like thoughts inside a dream.
Heed the path that
led me to that place,
Yellow desert stream...
My Shangri-La
beneath the crescent moon...
I will return again.
Sure as
the stench that floats high in June,
When Paddling Up S**t Creek
Again!!!
Oh, father of the four winds, fill my sails...
Across
the sea of years.
With no provision but an open face,
Along
the straits of fear...
When I'm on, when I'm on my way!
When
I see, when I see the way you, hesitate...
When I'm on my...
way…
When I’m Up S**t Creek Again!
Ooh, my baby, ooh,
my baby, throw me a line!
Come on, come on,
Throw me a
line, comeon throw me a line!
(Led
Zeppelin)
© 2019 wuliheron
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On their way to Kashmir, the band Led Zeppelin drove down a sort of rut with walls higher than the car for days, and was inspired to write this song. Among hippies, its often treated as the idea that the way to Shangrila requires avoiding getting stuck up s**t creek without a paddle.
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Added on September 15, 2019
Last Updated on December 22, 2019
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wuliheron
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I'm a brain damaged, mentally deranged, hippie dippy raised on Gilligan's Island and Green Acres, but I'm never going back there again! Currently, I'm 11 years into writing a book on Collective Ignora.. more..
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