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A Poem For Dso


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I haven't had a lot of time for poetry since the Deviled Egg and I got together and started our lot business, but a summer's worth of festivals and shows thus far has left me incredibly inspired. Since we got together, my knowledge of and allegiance to the music of the Grateful Dead has grown exponentially, and this summer was my first summer of festivals that I attended as a Deadhead, not just some wide-eyed girl trying to find a sound that spoke to me and a place to call home. This experience left me grasping for words because I was so lost in the magnitude and beauty of it all, but after Gratefulfest I found myself bursting with ideas and feelings that are undeniably linked to the Dead. This is the third poem I have written because of this music, and it was inspired entirely by DSO and the fact that they carried on the spirit of the Grateful Dead in its purest form.

I'm not fishing for compliments and this is not an ego trip, and if you feel its a waste of time, please don't read it, but I felt compelled to come up with a little something that I could give back to my favorite band after all they have given to me, and this is what came out.

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Grateful Resurrection

She was born before her time

Or maybe not quite soon enough

Conceived by hope and desperation

Into a world giving up

Only a handful of unsure drifters

Seemed to notice she had arrived

And once each one had seen her-

No way to return to their weary lives

Slowly the family gathered

Creating a home with no walls but many doors

She grew up with joy and laughter

Yet forever demanded more

Her goal was sweet and simple

Yet the means felt out of reach

Until a band of Grateful musicians

Began to recruit an army on her beach

Their guns were instruments and smiles

The bullets melodic notes and love’s calm glow

To conquer a whole city

They simply played her show

Her enemies- the ignorance of greed

And the heart of hopeless despair

Never stood a chance

While that music filled the air

Yet the darkness crept in slowly

Kidnapped the Captain that dark night

The next morning all awoke to

A sun that seemed too bright

One by one they walked away

No heart left for dance or song

Some even began to question

If they’d just been dreaming all along

All that she had created

All those whose lives she saved

Just drifted, floating unanchored

So she prepared her burial grave

Yet as she looked into the night’s vast skies

Her ears picked out a familiar tune

There was a Dark Star out there singing

Lights were converging in the gloom

She spread her wings and flew to see

How this little tribe somehow survived

Upon arrival she quickly understood

Though scarcely could she believe her eyes

Those once on the floor had taken the stage

Her children were learning to dance again

New stories- though so familiar

Had now found a reason to begin

For some it was a second chance

To others their first and only taste of home

But none could escape the realization

That they never were- nor ever would be- alone

For this Orchestra stormed relentless

Across the desperate, darkened land

In their wake they left a flood

Of strangers clapping and holding hands

And each time the darkness threatened

To overwhelm her new born seed

Her children would not be divided

This time they won’t let the magic bleed

Death has no chance to conquer

Change cannot put out this light

Some Deadheads still wait in hiding

Though the Starheads are poised for flight

But such divisions soon mean nothing

For she has already taken her throne

Her reign- this time- will not be over

Until all Earth reaps the future yesterday has sown.

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To the verbally prolific Mrs. Deviled Egg, what a superbly visual poem !!! I am quite sure the members of DSO, upon reading this, will be all smiles and tears... as I was. Such a warm and sincere way of showing the gratitude you feel having found "family" again. I felt a lot like this after seeing DSO the first time, and the "darkness" is no longer as pervasive in my life as a result. So many in the Grateful Dead community felt a huge loss after Jerry died, and I never thought I would feel that wonderful sense of calm and happiness again. Having DSO in my life is a dream come true, and it is so great to learn of others having similar feelings. Thank You for brightening my Monday... and welcome to your future !!! :)

Topher

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Nice! Reading that poem makes me recall the moment when I "got it" and my love of our community and trying to keep it together. There are folks on the inside, for crying out loud, who try to bring this all down and I'm just one person trying to keep the light shining. I love Deadheads and the music that brings us together :)

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