Yeah that sure seems like heaven to me :: musical sensory recall

“The formula for Heaven’s very simple, just follow the rules and you will see, and as life travels on, and things do go wrong, just follow steps one,two and three.” A cup of coffee and  a found journal, while this song,  a song I have not heard in years, plays in the background. It is interesting to look backwards in this sort of way, a glimpse into a not so long ago past, yet so much has changed. This song reminds me of my Grandfather, of long road trips with him at the wheel, and the smell of nearly burned … Continue reading Yeah that sure seems like heaven to me :: musical sensory recall

I was a babe stuck in a tree branch :: songs and prose

Keep Art Alive :: Art by Slick “Picture a place that’s far from danger, a nicer place to cash your chips. I’m not the one holding you hostage, squeezed in-between my lips.” Innocence and danger, the nightingale and the crow, the Beauty and the Beast, Red Riding Hood and her Wolf – what is it about the dark that sends us heart-racing, pulse-throbbing, and chasing wildly after? Is it a foolish notion, born of some kind of inflated ego, thinking we can save the sinner? Is that the remnants of a parochial school up-bringing? The missionary that could have been … Continue reading I was a babe stuck in a tree branch :: songs and prose

Why’d you sing with me at all :: songs and poetry

Paperback Letdown (by me) Another page is ripped away from a book I clung to for far too long, a fairy tale story of a girl who had never-ending quests to fulfill, and a string of dragons to slay for everyone who crossed her path. Yet the demands of being a princess ever beckoned, to be fair, true, and vulnerable to love’s twisted illusions, while blood still dripped from her trying-to-hide battle-scarred hands. How can one be both savior and damsel in distress? Daisy-chains braided into my hair as a child were never to be the uniform for a lifetime, … Continue reading Why’d you sing with me at all :: songs and poetry

I just took a trip on my love for him :: video of the day

The Man With the Child In His Eyes :: Kate Bush “I hear him, before I go to sleep and focus on the day that’s been. I realize he’s there, when I turn the light off and turn over. Nobody knows about my man. They think hes lost on some horizon. And suddenly I find myself, listening to a man I’ve never known before, telling me about the sea, all his love, til eternity.” Continue reading I just took a trip on my love for him :: video of the day

Where are we? :: song of the day

“Spin me round again, and rub my eyes, this can’t be happening.” As children, we play games that have us disappearing, and re-appearing, when someone seeks us out, and finds us. We run and run, turning corners and ducking in doorways, searching out the very best place to vanish into. That feeling, butterflies rattling around our insides, ricocheting off our ribs, fluttering about inside our hearts; I can still feel that kind of accelerated pulse, that sense of anticipation, mixed with a dose of fear – it felt like a jolt of life in me. I would hold my breath … Continue reading Where are we? :: song of the day