Dylan Poetry Showcase from Elizabeth Cusack

Little Girl

Little girl had an answer
Wasn’t she cute
You bought her a leopard-skin suit

She got the blues
She was too far gone
She wasted it all for you

No worries, darling
There’s plenty of air
Back there somewhere

I hear parrots 
From inside your cage
Shouldn’t you be going somewhere

Her head’s in a cloud
Her hope’s run out
She’s living in the seaweed now

You Know Me

You know me, I’m singing
Way down in lonely town
Feeling the bite
High as a kite
Wanting more of your time
Never being satisfied
Burning fuel like it’s out of style
Waiting for the turn-style
Waiting for the switch in the yard
Waiting for a crossing guard
Waving my plane just out of range

I did not take apart the gate
When love came dancing down
She came in like a ton of bricks
I laid back and took the licks
I did not know there
Could be such joy
I did not understand
Love is like a rubber band
It can snap
It can tear
It can fit anywhere
It can wear thin
It can twist and turn
It can strangle

However hot or overwrought
You may become or be
I am here
Like the geese on the floating sea.

Another Lover

Leave if you will 
The most convenient way
I don’t need it anyway
Who understands the play
Is there anything left to say

Howling at the moon
That won’t make it
One more night in Utah
I can make it
Is that what you’re thinking
Sounds alright
I’m not looking for a fight.


Highway Song

It’s Ten AM
I’m wasted again
I might crawl out of bed
Hit the street
Find something to eat
Write a rhyme
Commit a crime
Not folk rock, but never mind
A real soother
A blues-er, a boozer
Not a loser, a teaser
A pleaser, a honey-dripper
Something to piss-off the masses
Go out and buy cheap sunglasses
Grow out my hair
Till it’s fuzzy and kinkier
Like Ricki or Frankie Lee
It don’t matter, anyhow.


Straight Up

I was straight up against the wall
And I did not let it slide
You want to see some damage
Look at mine

Some hide behind religion
Knocking at your door
But they’ll get you if they can
Then they’ll want some more

I hear any day now
I will be released
I have got a number
Do not misconstrue me



I Contain Rock and Roll Multitudes

Riding shotgun in overdrive 
Little Susie by my side
You make me crazy Miss Lizzie 
The way that you drive
The Jack of Hearts just left town
He’s looking for another clown
Let’s go downtown anyhow
Let’s turn the music way up loud
Your Chevy’s got a brand-new sound
And you’ve got lots of time
Let’s drive this pony into the ground
It’s the fastest way out of town
In the desert of New Mexico
Or against the cliff in old Del Mar
I know where you’re going
And I know where you are
When you have time drop me a line
It’s the same old rhythm, the same old rhyme
I love you baby all the time
It’s the same old highway
It’s the same old sound
It’s the same old way out of town
The demon’s always screaming
There’s no way round
We’re one gearshift from eternity 
And just for a minute we’re looking so good
Let’s slide into another neighborhood
Pretty girls and pretty boys all fall down 
It don’t matter anyhow.

Old Bird

Like that old bird
Like that old flag
Once nearly free
Time wants to fold
Faded and proud
Frayed at the age
Battered around
Bleary and weary
With no way out
Brought to the ground
A train that’s gone
But not for me
I wait for release.



More Bob Dylan Inspired poems from Elizabeth Cusack (Poetry on the Rocks for Lonely Hearts)

Poetry on the Rocks for Lonely Hearts Submissions from Elizabeth Cusack (inspired by Bob Dylan)

Many more poems from Elizabeth Cusack (some Inspired by Bob Dylan)

Poetry Showcase from Elizabeth Cusack

Bio: Elizabeth Cusack is a recovering actress. Ever since playing Rhoda Penmark in “The Bad Seed” as a child, deservedly, she has endeavoured to keep up her end of the bargain. Elizabeth has been blessed with the best of teachers over the years, mostly from the school of hard knocks. She has championed and performed in fringe theatre in America. Elizabeth edits her favourite poet while not otherwise inspired by her muse to write. 

More Bob Dylan Inspired poems from Elizabeth Cusack (Poetry on the Rocks for Lonely Hearts)

Muse Blues, Part 2

You learned who your friends were
In times like those
You walked through the wreckage
With infinite joy
You smiled and said
Whatever pleases you. 

You were beautiful and they were vicious
Screeching at reflections
Until they fell down or fainted.

The smoke filled the rooms
They learned tricks from you
It paid the rent that kept getting higher.

They wrote a story but 
It never included you
You were just there to deliver the goods.

Fourth Street/Joker

You were a sorcerer
You strolled backstage
In your Cuban heels
You were part of the show.

It was vicious —
The stakes were so low
You waited in the wings
Your cup full of poison.

The stalls filled with snakes
The knives came out 
There was no other way out 
So, you took it.


Song and Dance Girl

Referring to his immortal 1965 San Francisco Press Conference in which he said, "I'm a Song and Dance Man".

I never thought spermatozoa was phallic
But there you go
I just thought it was seed.

I won’t sing in singsong for any choir
I won’t raise my voice any higher
I don’t care about the funeral pyre.

I am a song and dance girl
So, build a scaffold and burn me
If it makes you feel prouder.

Slightly Nicer

It’s time to draw the line
Before I fall apart
If it weren’t for the music
I wouldn’t know much
Out on the border
The going gets rough
Don’t ask me for reasons 
I might tell you too much.

Big Hotel

I tried to kill the serpent
His eyes were like an owl
They were big and blue
And they followed you around
No matter what I did 
I couldn’t beat him down.

I had to get out quick
They were coming for the bill 
It was gonna be big 
And when they saw me 
They said, “Well, well, well.”

I had no money and no Cadillac
There was no way to leave
I couldn’t get back
So I stayed in that big hotel
Way downtown.

Dead or alive
I don’t know which
I am still here —
And they still come around
Him and his friends
Looking for a pound.

The lines are long 
The hotel isn’t breezy
You won’t find a friend
There’s no cleaning lady
In the Big Easy.

I Threw It All Away

Early one morning half past four
A stranger knocked up on my door
He brought two albums from 1974
He was crashing but he was alive
I came out to meet him
He was bent over my records
Then he looked up sideways
And saw this sandy-haired girl 
She was very much alive.

He handed me two albums 
One from Clive on Columbia 
Four bad boys from Boston 
The other from The Faces 
Then we walked down the cliff
For the first time since I’d run away
I was feeling alive.

He dug me right away
He said, “Misery enjoys company”
I knew just what he meant
Then he flashed me a pirate smile
We came back up from the beach
He was breathless and I was yearning
He fell down on my bed
When he surfaced my cat was lying on his head.

The stranger said, “I’m the devil, baby
I’m a space traveler, too”
I knew what he said was true
I threw it all away
I moved to the border where I stayed
After seven years I’d seen enough
There was no one even left to bluff
He left matches and a daughter, and that was enough.


Poetry on the Rocks for Lonely Hearts Submissions from Elizabeth Cusack (inspired by Bob Dylan)

Many more poems from Elizabeth Cusack (some Inspired by Bob Dylan)

Poetry Showcase from Elizabeth Cusack

Bio: Elizabeth Cusack is a recovering actress. Ever since playing Rhoda Penmark in “The Bad Seed” as a child, deservedly, she has endeavoured to keep up her end of the bargain. Elizabeth has been blessed with the best of teachers over the years, mostly from the school of hard knocks. She has championed and performed in fringe theatre in America. Elizabeth edits her favourite poet while not otherwise inspired by her muse to write. 







Poetry on the Rocks for Lonely Hearts Submissions from Elizabeth Cusack (inspired by Bob Dylan)

Ozark Girl

Well, she’s a rebel
You may remember 
She’s the little Ozark girl
She never took a prisoner
Not even for you.

The problem was
She fell so hard
She stayed for a pirate like you
She’d been better off 
Sleeping with a mule.

A whole lot of people
Want to blow her up
Get you a girl that’s new
But this world is trash
And I think you’ll pass.

She settled Appalachia
I’m sorry that upset you
She left her family behind
Then came to San Francisco
Just to be robbed blind.

The water’s still running
For the little Ozark girl
She thanks heaven for that
But she never forgets why
She came to this desert to die

Jet Blue

I know what you’re thinking
She’s drinking again
Little girl, little girl
Why are you so blue.

Be careful where you go now
And barricade your door
Lose that fucking wifi
You’ll lose the fucking war.

Come on little honey
I’ll put you up in bed
I’ll read another story
Running through your head.

I’ll take you down easy
And I’ll tell you no lies
I’ll sing a song and make it long
All about the great beyond.

It’s love every day, honey
With you by my side
And it’s love that blinds me
When I spin and I dive.

Sleeping with the devil
Barricade your door
Remember what happened
Just the night before.

Is there something, honey
You still want to say
Erase that old name, honey
We’re starting a new page.

One Way/Jimmy Reed (an homage to Jimmy Reed)

There is only one way it will end
With a bullet to the head
Jimmy had many issues
But he had the rocking blues.

I’m up all night again and again
Fighting angels just for you
It will be the death of me
I’ve got the rocking blues.

Jimmy Reed had fits
They gave him alcohol 
His wife softly whispered lines
He recorded them for you all.

He jump-started Elvis
And Carl Perkins too
Got a harp from a marine band
He learned to rock the blues.

Now the Poet Laureate
Leads with Jimmy’s tunes
From the cotton lands
Of the delta Mississippi blues.

From the assembly line in Chicago
To the death rows in LA
We play Jimmy and we play Dylan
And we rock the Mississippi way.

I Sought

I sought and I found
Blood on the tracks in moon light
I sought and I found
A footpath in the moon light
You were waiting for me there.



Slay

There are angels out there
And you will be fine
They sent me here
But never mind
I do not fit into that pool of time
They drew straws to see
Just who was at fault
And then they sent me back.

I Suggest

I suggest you lose your phone
And then you lose your glass
And then you may begin 
To see just who is the ass.

It’s not that I’m ungrateful
I praise you everyday
But, Jesus Christ
What happened to your way?

There is no chance of sleep tonight
Judge me as you may
I am here to pick up the pieces
And then be on my way.

I Grieved


I grieved — 
I am not sorry I forgot how to pretend it wasn’t happening 
And slather on another anniversary.

All the frivolity got to me —
Was there a plane to eternity?
The joker was working on his alibi as I prepared to leave.

It was always time to leave.


Dylan Poetry Showcase from Elizabeth Cusack

Bio: Elizabeth Cusack is a recovering actress. Ever since playing Rhoda Penmark in “The Bad Seed” as a child, deservedly, she has endeavoured to keep up her end of the bargain. Elizabeth has been blessed with the best of teachers over the years, mostly from the school of hard knocks. She has championed and performed in fringe theatre in America. Elizabeth edits her favourite poet while not otherwise inspired by her muse to write. 
















Many more poems from Elizabeth Cusack (some Inspired by Bob Dylan)

Greek

I am waiting at your ocean door
I have a lover, but I have no sister
Circe had pigs, but that’s why I kissed her
I hear the harpies, the sirens call
They’re not brain-dead yet
So, I’ll endure them all
On the island of Ithaca, I’ll make a stand
I’ll spin a web they’ll never understand
I’ll bring it back home and then
We’ll start a new band.


Soon

Soon I’ll call the porter
And then I’ll drive away
I’m taking my troubles with me
To the bottom of the grave 
And what about that man
I loved but could not keep
It doesn’t matter now
I’m leaving like I left
So many times before. 

Plebeians

These plebeians masquerading as academics
Masquerading as aristocrats
It draws my heart to bleed
What they call poetry
Reading their receipts
All I have to say is
It matters not
They’ll twaddle through infinity
And I just say, good luck.

Spare Me

And spare me all your portraits
Your poems are mere burlesque
Are they adequately free 
Of gender or the worst?
But satire never grasped you
Did it now, my dear?
You drew to see just who would lose
In this game of fools
The breach is there, but never mind
It waits for everyone
So, babble on through Babylon
With the picturesque 
And think it will absolve you
From the universal mess


Bereft

I may be bereft
But I’m in love
I split the Tao in half
It did not hold
I did not let go
I watched the dawn
I watched the fall
I saw to the heart of it all.

I stepped into omega
I watched the circus clown
I watched him bow
I saw the years of hell
No matter what I did
The yin and yang dancing
The universe cracking.

He lifted the veil
And let me in
And now I stand before him
Asking, where do I begin?
My feet are broken on the ground.

She is So Dark

She is so dark, she never fails
She just walks on top of me now
Funny how this happens
She never quits
Does she care? I do
But I do not understand her game
And when it is raining in the desert
I cannot comprehend.

She is better off not here
Where my blood is real
I bought her sprigs of cedar
And I tried not to cry
Some perfume for her mother
Though she’s past ninety-five
It is the season for disguise
But I am crying.

I am so unhappy
And there’s nothing to do 
I have been this way forever
And I am nearly through
The wind keeps blowing
And I want to die
It is pouring in the valley
I say I am sorry to the sky.

Monday Moves

Ophelia is laughing in the tower
She wears a long dark coat
And walks around after hours
A glass of whisky waits on her counter
If you want an apology
Avert your gaze 
Reconsider your aim
She does not distinguish 
The ember from the flame
She loves a man now
And the two are the same
She receives his flowers
Down in the water
And she wishes no pain.



A new poetry showcase from Elizabeth Cusack

Poetry Showcase from Elizabeth Cusack

Poem by Elizabeth Cusack for Before I Turn Into Gold Day

Poetry by Elizabeth Cusack inspired by the Dirty Three


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Bio: Elizabeth Cusack is a recovering actress. Ever since playing Rhoda Penmark in “The Bad Seed” as a child, deservedly, she has endeavoured to keep up her end of the bargain. Elizabeth has been blessed with the best of teachers over the years, mostly from the school of hard knocks. She has championed and performed in fringe theatre in America. Elizabeth edits her favourite poet while not otherwise inspired by her muse to write.

A new poetry showcase from Elizabeth Cusack

I'm High

I’m high
I’m getting by
I’m gritting my teeth
And saying goodbye
What the hell is this supposed to be?
The moon barks in my ear
Both day and noon
I’ve adjusted my time
To the night
I was falling down a well
And he would catch me
With a charming message of love
My living muse
What a darling
My dead ones sing the blues.

More or less a dead rose
Did me in yesterday
I’ll never touch it again
The rum is just as bad
Which leaves tequila
Or Old No. 7
Bought for my ex on
The day that he died
There’s a touch of Courvoisier
Campari, Vermouth and Chambord
There is Triple Sec, of course
Prosecco, some white or other
And VSOP
The Blue Curacao is waiting
To ride a wave
As am I, if only you’d stay.
Though I think I’ll make it till Monday
All in all, I’m up on mixology.

Elizabeth Cusack, 10/23/21

I Did Not Tell You

I did not tell you, but
We were sauntering down an alley
When a witch bid her mother adieu;
She nearly grabbed my neck
As I walked by
(We are taboo)
And said words in Italian
I cannot repeat, for
I have no idea what she said,
But it sounded like a curse,
And that I would not repeat.

I don’t know if you caught it,
It happens to me all the time,
Strange women spit at me,
For I am leprosy
For loving you as I do,
Yet they worship Magdalene,
Or pretend they do,
As a lost cause due a rebate,
But Jesus was a rabbi,
Which means he was married
To the Whore of Babylon, too.

22 October 2021, Elizabeth Cusack

Beautiful

I am in the drying sun
A million songs left unsung
I want to dream with you tonight
Catch a plane
You’ll be alright
The city is rife
With petty lies
And silly fears
We drink our glass
We do not ask
There is no compromise
We will not cower
Not for an hour
We’ll kiss, my love,
Then kiss the rest,
And we will not glower
We’ll get off on the juice
We’ll be so high
A third dose will make us
Want to survive
Your cheeks are so kissable
Just like Rimbaud’s
Your eyes are unmissable
Each finger and toe
Like a child’s in my hand
Precious Angel,
When you swung round that door
There was no one but you
Forevermore
They simply do not get
Your veneration of men
Jesus, I’m beginning to see 
What the problem is
They admire only your funeral pyre
They recall the words of the master
But none of your own
The angels are behind the counter
Asking would you like some more
The ghosts are coming back
Now I must try to sleep
I know why they wish to speak
I hear the airplanes taking off
The casinos are full of cash

Waterloo or Rivulets

Waterloo or rivulets
They are all the same
You stumble or you fall
That is their game
Dry land or gutters
The fall is all the same.

Standing in the moonlight
Walking on the plain
Sirens after midnight
The bangs and then the pain
The doors that do not open
The things you can’t explain.

The screaming at the party
And then the doors are played
I love you like the midnight
I love you through the pain
I cannot find my phone
My glass is what remains.

The clothes are strewn all over
My useless pharmacopeia
Is living in the dark
I cannot open a door
I cannot remain
I love you just the same.


Elizabeth Cusack 11/18/21

Please Wake Up

Would you please wake up?
But you require dreams
I lost those on an acid trip
Though it was just a drain
Like sniffing pipes 
And other silly games.

I love you like the morning
When you smile 
And play you’re tame
You love the wildcat
Though she has no name
You break her down 
As she does you
We laugh and start again.

Elizabeth Cusack 11/18/21

The Devils Are All Jealous

The devils are all jealous
And that’s where we begin 
We dance under the starlight
And like Jesuits we bend
Reaching for their iron cross
We kick up our heels and then
We kick the sand and raise the dead 
I give you all the praise
You made the universe talk.

Elizabeth Cusack 11/18/21

Not a Lot of Plush

There’s not a lot of plush on me
So, draw another line
I will paint across your face
Then follow you in time
Lay your cheek upon my thigh
It is no capital crime.

Elizabeth Cusack 11/18/21

The Past

Put the past in the past
It’s just sounds and words
I am old
And I am ugly
And I am absurd
So please just let me go
You don’t need me anymore.

You stop me in the sand
And strip off your pretense
The moon is shining brightly
And we are both so wasted.

For without you
There is no song
No reason to go on
For we are far beyond.

I scream to drown out Elvis
And his little elves
We banish disco and speak our truth
And then we travel on.

Donovan is in our house
With his cosmic crew
I love you more than bracelets
I love you like the moon
Your fragile beauty
Your fragile pain
They cannot stop this cosmic train.

Elizabeth Cusack 11/18/21

I Can Tell

I can tell if you’re Jesus
You can tell if I’m Paul
We’ll take the staircase to heaven
Rung by rung
I have the strength to face
Another day
I’ll reach for a drink
I’m honest
I need it to really think.

I’ll make it
I’m making it
I’m ready
With Jesus I’ll be complete
He wears a serape in winter
Where the cowboys and Indians drink
He wears his heart
And it’s heavy
On his long and welcoming arm.

His hair it will flow
If he lets it
His eyes will tell more than I can
I’ll love him 
And he’ll look that way forever
Just like a man
I feel him here so strongly
He’s lying beside me now.


Elizabeth Cusack 11/18/21

My Telephone

If I could find my telephone
I’d like to drop you a line
I found your wallet in my bag
And that’s enough for me.

It’s soft and leathery
And you entrusted it to me
After eight beers at eleven AM
And that’s enough for me
I call that an act of love.

I’m beginning to believe you now
Let’s strip off all the pain
The moon is crazy bright right now
Gram and Jimi are in our house
And you are in the frame.


Elizabeth Cusack 11/18/21

Donovan and Jesus

I am lying on the floor
And I’m not reaching for my phone
How could I?
I have your wallet
And you
My precious angel
Are sleeping with my phone
Or reaching for the door
Although, I am beginning to believe
I am yours
Forevermore
I was born in desert heat
In October, after all
And you were born in English spring.

Elizabeth Cusack 11/18/21

Lonely Grifter

I’ve always been a lonely grifter
Why should any of your evidence differ?
The populace it always bows down
To its latest circus clown
The inquisition, they’re always in town
With algorithms that never shut down
They deal the cards and laugh
Just like your masters
Behind your backs.


Elizabeth Cusack 11/26/21

Brandy and Cream

And it’s brandy with cream
From tiny cups
Someone brought from Spain
I love you like the moon at night
Let’s begin again.

I will rhyme until
I fall or bang my head
Like a desperado in the rain
But everyone knows
I’m falling from the high seats now.

Elizabeth Cusack 11/18/21

I Can Drink

I can drink blindfolded
After all, I have paid
In blood and tears and orgasms
So please, ask me again.

It’s Four AM 
The tequila’s drunk
The brandy, well, it’s gone
But that’s beside the point
My love is never wrong.

I love your Belgian chocolate
I love your oat latte
I love the diamond in your eye
And forever I will stay.

I love your ginger beer
From Australia, you say
I do not care for tomato ale
No matter what you say.

I do not care for that girl
Who invited you to play
I’ve seen enough, thank you
And I’ll be on my way.

Do not touch my freedom
Do not test my aim
I am for the universe
But I only play my game.


Elizabeth Cusack 11/18/21

Not a Thing

It means not a thing
If I lose you again
I am no plush carpet
And I am wearing thin.

I can call down Jesus
And explain it all to Him
Please do not mistake me
He carried me again.

You are everything
Though the walls are thin
And the bars are closing in
I love you, that is all.

Elizabeth Cusack 11/18/21

Stand Beside You

I want to stand beside you
And praise your god above
But I must pray for Jesus
To deliver us from the mob.

I love you like the heavens
The only love in town
I stand with you forever
On our solid ground.

I will love you till I drown
The room I’m in’s possessed
As are we all
Do you hear the carrion call?

Elizabeth Cusack 11/18/21

Hit My Head

I will not hit my head again
Against your concrete wall
I will not fade to black again
When you can applaud.

And for the tile floor I broke
I’m sorry for it all
I broke my heart, I cannot lie
Teaching it to you all.

My heart is in the stall
I learned that from you all
I am going blind
But Homer was, you all.

So, sleep, my little baby
And when you do arise
I will love you like the heaven
I do not compromise.


Elizabeth Cusack 11/18/21


Poetry Showcase from Elizabeth Cusack


Poetry by Elizabeth Cusack inspired by the Dirty Three


Poem by Elizabeth Cusack for Before I Turn Into Gold Day

Bio: Elizabeth Cusack is a recovering actress. Ever since playing Rhoda Penmark in “The Bad Seed” as a child, deservedly, she has endeavoured to keep up her end of the bargain. Elizabeth has been blessed with the best of teachers over the years, mostly from the school of hard knocks. She has championed and performed in fringe theatre in America. Elizabeth edits her favourite poet while not otherwise inspired by her muse to write. 































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