Searching for Roy B., and a Sense of Sanity...
Well, it's time for another look at all that's transpired in the past several weeks, or is it months? I assume you've noticed I don't...
"On the streets and talkin' outta my head..."
That's about the size of it. I stole a line from Nick Gravenites for that. Sunday morning is not coming down, but headed upwards here....
"Save Us from the Big Black Cloud..."
Hey, all...2019 has rolled in, with all the panache and restraint of a rattlesnake. I may have mentioned that I began the end of the year...
"Is there no way out of my mind?"
I have borrowed the line from Sylvia Plath, as I’d been reading her diaries again in recent months. I was looking for something within...
"The Autumn Wind, Anxiety, Madness, Writing, and Sweet Dreams..."
Let us begin with a bit of a poem...for as my old "Chick from South Africa" friend Sam used to say, for she liked poems... "The Autumn...