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February 12, 2015
Music Theme ~ What The 80’s Meant
Willow chose our theme for this week. The eighties were amazing for me. I have two big sisters who, I would say, gave me an awareness of music at a very early age. Music was sacred to us. We spent hours listening to the radio, dancing like only children can; and of course there were the mixed tapes…the birth of the music video…
I think that every minute of my life has a song attached to it. I took in music as if it were as important as food. I discovered the capabilities of music, and its imme...
February 11, 2015
Fickle
Exhuming my prowess to light her way
Thinking I would win the biggest prize
A simple kiss on my sandpaper face
One night of ecstasy might be the best
So
Abandon me since you’ve had enough
It has been so many days anyway
Let the songs of others get you by
I took my chance and came up short
Distract yourself in love’s play dress
Surely I am the dime-a-dozen season
The hole in your canoe, the itch below
Understand that I cannot stay in tow
One more hint before I go to town
He is an empty suit in a wet t-shirt...
February 10, 2015
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February 7, 2015
Signs Of Life
I went for a walk today and found good evidence that this winter will be behind us soon. The sun was doing its best to warm my face and the air had the slightest hint of the impending thaw about it.
I’ll show you, it’s a few steps from here…
Camelias are very dependable this time of year…
Cherry blossoms are the surest sign that Spring is close…
I even found the fabled ‘upside-down trees’…
We can all relax now, and know that life will soon spring upon us warmth and growth. :)
Filed under: Photograp...
February 5, 2015
Murmur ~ A Duet
Tell me again, but not above a whisper
I am tangled in between every sound
A voice nearly as sweet as hard candy
Persistent as a bumblebee’s clamoring
My words available, however breathless
Upon an ear such as yours, exploited
A curse, even you find hard to ignore
Listen, beauty aches, misunderstood
Though I run every day with the wolves
Feral in every way but two, the deeds
The language of your heart won’t miss
Lay down your poison arrows, fire at will
Tracking control among trees, primal
Murmurs, of wis...
Music Theme – Down By The Riverside
Lisa picked our theme for this week. It makes me think of a certain Southern gospel song before anything; one that I have heard plenty of times… I would be willing to bet money that it will appear in at least two other themes today, but not here. It conjures feelings of that old time religion, and I promised myself a long time ago that I would avoid that thinking whenever possible. Memories are potent things.
Here is my take on an otherwise religious concept. No baptisms today…
Yes, it’s ELEVEN...
February 4, 2015
May
For no less than love, May, come back around
My eyes are wet and my face is so cold
Each day never waves, only flips birds
Won’t you come back to me?
I will tell April to wait until next year
March isn’t even a name
Saint Valentine had a good run
May, please come now
I’ve had too much to drink, you see
More to swallow than I prefer
Afraid I won’t take much more
Rush over me, May
Filed under: Poetic Tagged: cold, May, Spring, Winter
Gringo Parade -Goodreads Book Giveaway!
I published “Gringo Parade” last November, and I kind of got caught up in life and forgot to say much about it. I thought that the best way to bring it up would be to give a few copies away! I am going to sign them too!
“Gringo Parade is a novella about a group of wealthy American missionaries who take a trip to a very poor village in Costa Rica. One of the group���s members is Nick, an eighteen year old boy who has his own agenda and plenty of observations about the work the group is doing. H...
February 3, 2015
The Pretense
This heart, it’s concertina-wrap fortification
Bomb-blast fallout shelter, let it be invaded
Breach my walls with any weapon you find
Safety made me lonlely, you may barge in
Name it a truce or even a treatise, in neutral
To keep this locked up will only strip gears
Steam-pipe bulging at every weld, release
Show me your greatest weapons, at least
Dismantle the atomics, we could be free
These materials could serve as mansions
Space to grow and see two hearts melt
Into one place, our Mercury rises today
Sk...
