the ugly earring

Maybe the sun is shining
birds are winging or
rain is falling from a heavy sky -

(from a song that used to mean so much.)


.

back in glasses already…

i’m daydreaming.

“that piece of garbage changed his whole life.”
~from zeke pippin

(they just don’t write them like p.d. eastman, syd hoff, and elsa holmelund minarik anymore.)

the perfect boot.

shhh….

“How shall we learn to know ourselves? By reflection?
Never; but only through action. Strive to do thy duty; then you shall know what is in thee.”
~Goethe

I love the purple dancer
Dancing in the space of…time
She can surely know the answer
Standing in the steps of…mine

Will I need her
Will I wonder
Will I fall down to the ground

Is it love that is the answer
Will she lift me to the sound
I won’t stay a minute longer

Eyes bewitching me does more
Tries to keep me from my wonder
Knowing her, now I must go

fleetwood mac “purple dancer”