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All Men Are Like Flies: and other long lost poemsongs

All Men Are Like Flies: and other long lost poemsongs

Duhan, Eddy

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ISBN10: 0982905904
ISBN13: 9780982905906
Publisher: Createspace
Published: Apr 7 2012
Pages: 218
Weight: 0.72
Height: 0.50 Width: 6.00 Depth: 9.00
Language: English
I think Eddy Duhan is a better writer than Tom Waits! Nik Venet (Legendary producer, Capitol Records, The Beach Boys, Bobby Darin, etc...) www.soundcloud.com/eddyduhan --------- I have had 3 other songs written about me Eddy, but yours is the best one of them all! Harriet Schock (Multi-platinum, award winning songwriter.) ---------- Yeah Eddy, this is very personal... for sure there's some really touching stuff in the book... I read the first 5-6, then skipped thru and read 7-8 more including the last four. All Men Are Like Flies could resonate with a lotta people and become an underground hit. Wayne Zeitner (Marketing and Development of Veggie Tales, Fancy Monkey, and Thomas Nelson.) ---------- All Men Are Like Flies is a book of poemsongs by Eddy Duhan. It is the antithesis of Charles Bukowski. Eddy is a poet with a Christian worldview. He is also a songwriter whose credits include numerous CD projects with writing partner, and music producer John Andrew Schreiner, such as The Odes Project by Worship Leader Magazine and Haven Today. They also wrote a number one song together for Fernando Ortega called Creation Song, and most recently have worked on songs for Showtime. Eddy sings like he talks and recites his poetry with a guitar. He was influenced by the primitive American guitar playing of John Fahey. All Men Are Like Flies is Eddy Duhan's first collection of poetic works selected from 1969 to 2011, and is published by Long Lake Publishing. 'So roll over Bukowski, Duhan's got the good news!' ---------- All Men Are Like Flies... all men are like flies caught in the web of the world's lies woven by their foolish pride each night and every morn souls to misery are born each morn and every night souls are born in sweet delight but whether born day or night to misery or sweet delight all men are like flies caught in the web of the world's lies woven by their foolish pride. _The House of Daniel, 1969. ---------- Besieged By Bukowski... this wall is green that wall is blue these walls have ears they have eyes too. this wall frames my mother's face this wall a sheet of frozen ice the other wall is melting wax my grandfathers bones spill from the cracks. outside is the city more cruel than any walls almost nothing is far better than nothing at all. never dare to venture out disconnect the phone and lower the shades it creeps to the call of bells and lights the city is an open grave. and the last wall will crawl with angry famished spiders finally the walls are all we have to remain within and hide forever. ---------- Love Is All There Is... my father was a miner; he worked in the underground. we all lived in two-room shack, by a lake outside of town. my mother and my father and 5 kids running around. then one day tragedy struck, and my father he went down. love is all there is, love is all there is. it can bind you together, or it can tear you apart. but love is forever, when love is in your heart, love is all there is... I've been around this whole wide world; I've been up to the Eiffel Tower. seen everything there is to see from there, and wandered through the ruins of power. stood out under the sky of stars, up in the great white north. heard the voice of God in a baby's cry, and for all this life is worth. love is all there is... once I went back to old moontown and found our house still standing there I stared down into the black hole past but couldn't see anything anywhere not one memory of my father came from the silent walls of time just a longing for what might have been if daddy had come home from the mine love is all there is... ---------- Copyright 2012, Lori Kelly Rights and Licenses: LKRL1@aol.com LLP: longlakemusic@yahoo.com

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