There’s mystery in your history Too much attraction to resist reaction Gracious but dangerously flirtatious Your scent is my torment — We talk, then in a laugh you mock Something I said, my face turns brick red The dawn’s light is the ending night Much sharing, it’s about caring — The stars dance, I saw … More When I Look Into Your Eyes
The wind in the trees In the blush of a flower The sun on my face You have a healing power — Not broken, out to sea I washed up on the beach You helped heal this drifter Not even realizing what you teach — I saw you in the sky Clouds spelling your name … More You Are Always With Me
A month ago I had no idea about Ashley Jensen. Never heard of her or watched any of her work. Many hours of viewing later, I am admirer of her work. Courtesy of Acorn TV, I have viewed two of her television series. Jensen could be the British equivalent of Jean Smart, Catherine Bell or … More Ashley Jensen: Scottish Actor
Penetrating winds engulf the soul Stripped bare to my essence No hiding, completely visible I am humble in your presence — Your eyes ask to lower my mask Trying, I cannot answer your question Words wedged deep, speechless Inside, my heart holds a confession — Seasons segue into memories We become a potent blend Each … More Humble
Maybe it’s me, or perhaps it’s she Through the snow and interference Every night at the stoke of one Her ghostly image makes an appearance — She has a lonesome, disembodied tone Climbing down from my dream The sand still coating my blurry eyes At six she disappears back into the stream — She arrives … More Test Pattern Girl
I never understood the historical, religious and political conflict in Northern Ireland. At the time, all I saw was tragedy. No, I did not live there, so it is perhaps not fair to comment. I do not judge, and naïvely, I always wondered why everyone could not find a way to live in peace. When … More Belfast (2021)
Adrift, waiting to be rescued Tone deaf, new to this game Blessed, with morally flexible Immune, to well-earned shame — Meandering, a slinky snake of character Miles from shore, king of the black sea One, the only critical number The day, begins and ends with me — The devil, lights on my shoulder Debating, which … More My Checkered Past
No day is like today, one of a kind It arrives full of color and aspiration A runway for dreams to catch the wind Take flight, admire this creation — Gears of the universe turn like clockwork The main spring ticks with no warranty Would anyone notice grinding to a halt? Tomorrow’s reality has no … More A Day Like No Other
Reimagining a few old classics with the downbeat 1970s vibe… If Cary Grant had romanced Grace Kelly and really stolen her jewels and broken her heart, but escaped to live a tortured life – it would have been a 1970s version of To Catch a Thief. If Humphrey Bogart had been shot and killed while … More Film Romance in the 1970s
Retirement is a whole ‘nother universe. Roughly two months in, it feels I’ve undertaken a journey with no idea where I am headed. That is not an awful thing, just not how I envision this part of my life. My decision to retire was made during a tumultuous year, where the landscape changed around me. … More Retirement: 60 Days In
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