I like to think I’m a bit of a Falstaffian sort of fellow Not all that Pompous Although I may… Read more A High Old Time
I went to see The gypsy fortune teller Madame Lyalya Her room was all Kitsch and cornball. ‘Pay me a… Read more The Gypsy Woman
Happy Friday cha cha cha yet again. This week’s song is Judy Collins’ 1969 ‘Chelsea Morning’ from her album ‘Clouds’.
I have insomnia. Lying around at Offbeat hours watching Random flashes of light, Listening to random sounds. Does a Midnight… Read more Insomnia
Albert woke up, and stared out the window at what he and Clara had always called chocolate roses and vanilla… Read more Chocolate And Vanilla
Through a seemingly endless vanilla blizzard, I somehow see Spring. Girls show their belly buttons and flowers Spring into bloom.
I wanted to Go there. Day and night I begged, Cajoled, and finagled, Banged upon doors That never opened. Eventually… Read more Not Meant To Be
I have many vices, character defects, and weaknesses in general, each of which is like a mad, enraged animal, which… Read more The Perfect Gentleman
Daily I pass by the Atlantic Ocean. All that wind leaves me So overwhelmingly exhausted. I’d be happy to fall… Read more Servant Or Mistress