Some December thoughts.
Some quotes and a song from Joan Baez. I adore her and her music for many years. Grandmother told me often. Sugar and honey can bring peace and calm to us. Anger and… Continue reading
Tag Archive: music
My grandfather’s house. With a wonderful Joey/ Rory song.
My Grandfather’s house. (First written on 14 March 1976- Rewritten 29 December 2015) Time has moved too quickly.I have growth from a small lad to an old man. I remember following you my… Continue reading
A song of forever.
A song of forever… A song of forever, she didn’t want to sing. She had shunned love, and she wanted endless night, loud music and her colorful cotton dresses. She was my hippy… Continue reading
Please, one more dance. One of the great songs.
1- So pretty Please walk with me, please talk with me.Allow our hearts to become one.I want my hand holding your hand and I want you to hear you sing, sweet love words… Continue reading
You can’t always get what you need. Hanging with The Rolling Stones.
You can’t always get what you want. Johnnie and Susanna were singing the Roller Stone song. ” You can’t always get what you want, but sometimes we get what we need. Me and… Continue reading
The dance of the Gypsies.
The dance of the Gypsies. A Poem by Coyote Poetry Love, song and dance, blood and the road. The dance of the Gypsies… I was in downtown Cologne, Germany in 1979.Watching dark eyes… Continue reading
Mojo a-coming. Hanging with Jim Morrison.
Mojo a-coming… I left Ann Arbor in 1990. The dead man walking had nothing to lose. Joined a war to see, if he was alive or dead? The damn war taught me, Johnnie… Continue reading
Me and dear Lana Del Rey need a long highway. Ride.
Ride. Locked doors, fixed schedules and somber life. Once wild beast can die and forget. Life is open doors, free days and vibrant life. My beautiful damsel. I hear your words. Life is… Continue reading
The September song and a lovely Katy Claire song.
The September song…. The leave are turning and the nights are cooler. The children are playing outside, enjoying the last days of Summer. I have become like the Autumn, my once young and … Continue reading
Remembering dear Joey and dear Nightbirde.
(Cancer stole two angels from us.) Once beautiful Joey stole my heart. Face and voice of a angel. I learn life can steal the beautiful and kind people from us. Kind and gentle… Continue reading