“Don’t worry we’re gonna find a way” haiku

Bruce Springsteen, Sept. 23, 1949, Long Branch, N.J.

Bruce Springsteen, the voice
Of everyman’s decency
And desperate hope

Whatever you’ve felt
He lets you know he’s felt too
Along life’s highway

Youthful rebellion
Dangerous romantic dreams
The thirst to live large

Darkness, weary pain
“Debts … no honest man can pay”
Crime of life wasted

Friends like blood brothers,
Bonds that last even after
Some of those hearts stop

No one’s life’s too small
No issue, event too big
For his songs to touch

9/11’s toll
America’s salvation
Lives redeemed by love

Rocker laureate
Guitar, grit, integrity
Happy birthday, Boss

“Big Man, little poems”

Clarence Clemons, Jan. 11, 1942 — June 18, 2011
Someday soon we’ll laugh
Till we cry, but today we
Just miss you, with tears

And from June 19:
E Street, Jungleland
10th Avenue all missing
The Big Man tonight

Bruce Springsteen said of Clarence Clemons:
“Clarence lived a wonderful life. He carried within him a love of people that made them love him. He created a wondrous and extended family. He loved the saxophone, loved our fans and gave everything he had every night he stepped on stage. His loss is immeasurable and we are honored and thankful to have known him and had the opportunity to stand beside him for nearly 40 years. He was my great friend, my partner and with Clarence at my side, my band and I were able to tell a story far deeper than those simply contained in our music. His life, his memory, and his love will live on in that story and in our band.”

Eddie Vedder on Letterman, “Without You,” June 20, 2011: