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Eagle Painting: Dwight L. Roth
Photo: Dwight L. Roth
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Tuesday, August 6th is the anniversary of the bombing of Hiroshima. People gather at the Peace Memorial to remember, to mourn, and to call for peace. Revenge is never sweet. The killing of innocent women and children puts their blood on our hands. Desperation often ends in disaster, whether individually or nationally. We must find a way to live and love in more peaceful ways.
Photo: Hiroshima Peace Memorial – Bing Photo
Frank Tassone hosts Haibun Monday at d’Verse Poets Pub. He asked us to write a remembrance of the destruction of Hiroshima for the anniversary tomorrow.
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Photo: Public Domain
Frank Tassone asks us to write a Haikai poem that includes the Katydid.
Photos: Dwight L. Roth
Thanks to the Eagles for the reference to their song Hotel California
Those who know me know I love steam trains and train songs from the past. One of my favorite train song is the Wabash Cannonball. It became a folk song with a variation of lyrics depending on who was singing it. Roy Acuff made it popular in early sixties on country radio stations. It describes a train that could really run the rails; which is where the title cannon ball came from. There was not a train by that name when the song was first written and recorded by the A. P. Carter and the Carter Family. The lyrics make you feel like you are there seeing this beautiful machine carry its load up and down the country. It gives me chills when I play it on the guitar.
Other train songs I love are: Willie Nelson’s version of The City of New Orleans, The Wreck of the Old 97, and a folksong called Freight Train.
Wabash Cannonball
From the great Atlantic Ocean to the wide Pacific shore
From the queen of flowing mountain to the south bell by the shore
She’s mighty tall and handsome and know quite well by all
She’s the combination on the Wabash Cannonball
She came down from Birmingham one cold December day
As she rolled in the station you could hear all the people say
There’s a girl from Tennessee she’s long and she’s tall
She came down from Birmingham on the Wabash Cannonball
Our Eastern states are dandies so the people always say
From New York to St. Louis and Chicago by the way
From the hills of Minnesota where the rippling waters fall
No changes can be taken on the Wabash Cannonball
Here’s to daddy Claxton may his name forever stand
And always be remembered ’round the courts of Alabama
His earthly race is over and the curtains ’round him fall
We’ll carry home to victory on the Wabash Cannonball
Listen to the jingle the rumble and the roar
As she glides along the woodland through the hills and by the shore
Hear the mighty rush of the engine hear the lonesome hobos call
You’re traveling through the jungle on the Wabash Cannonball
Songwriters: A.P. CARTER
© Peermusic Publishing
For non-commercial use only.
Data From: LyricFind
Stamp Art of Steam Train: Dwight L. Roth
Listen to the song: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i435ovKX9aE
Photo: Dwight L. Roth
Photos: Dwight L. Roth
Photos: Dwight L. Roth
Our prompt from Lillian today at d’Verse was temperature! It is getting hot, hot, hot, this summer! When we were on our trip up the Rhine, temperatures were in the mid 90s F. It was still a very enjoyable trip. We stayed in the shade as much as possible. All along the river people were camping and swimming finding relief from the heat.
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Butterflies and bees are back again, enjoying all my colorful zinnias. Even the humming bird could not resist. It is wonderful to see them flitting from flower to flower, not worried in the least that I am standing among them taking their photos.
Photos: Dwight L. Roth
