East Looe Boys
A WWII ballad that is simply amazing. I encourage you to find a recording of it – you’ll treasure it.
Category: Poetry
If I only…
Recording of a little music box.
Further Away
A poem I wrote for my second wife Marilyn after the death of her mother. It has double meaning for me now that she is gone as well. Thanks to my friend Libby Miller for the inspiration.
Daren Gray
Screamingly funny twist on Casey at the Bat. From the comments at Wired.com’s live coverage of the Apple event “Jobs at the Bat” by Daren Gray (as largely thefted from … Read More
Rough God Goes Riding
by Van Morrisson Oh the mud splattered victims Have to pay out all along the ancient highway Torn between half truth and victimisation Fighting back with counter attacks It’s when … Read More
Love of my life
I am amazed when I look at you I see you smiling back at me it’s like all my dreams come true I am afraid if I lost you girl … Read More
Wild at Heart
(see video here) Down a back road Long, hot summer A couple kids runnin’ loose and wild He kissed her She said mister, Take an inch and I’ll give you … Read More
Forge
My first to Tammi, who melted and redeemed my shattered ‘heart of gold’ as my oldest friend calls it. I thank God I am worthy of your love and have a chance to return it.
God, Thou Art Love
If I forget, Yet God remembers! If these hands of mine Cease from their clinging, yet the hands divine Hold me so firmly that I cannot fall; And if sometimes … Read More
Rising Trail
With the help, I am sure, of Marilyn’s spirit, I climbed up out of the Valley of Death after our parting at the Gate. I still ache from the climb.
Tupelo Honey
Van Morrison’s song encapsulates how much I loved my wife Marilyn. After her death I went to San Francisco for a break and this song found me one morning.
Pretty Ballerina
Hat tip to DJCline. YouTube video (audio with image of record player) Pretty Ballerina by Left Banke I had a date with a pretty ballerina Her hair so brilliant that … Read More
Yet a While
My dear friend Mary Pitt sent me this poem she wrote for her beloved husband. He too, has departed and this poem now has special meaning for me as well. … Read More
“…I walk alone…”
Boulevard Of Broken Dreams Green Day I walk a lonely road The only one that I have ever known Don’t know where it goes But it’s home to me and … Read More