So, I haven't been blogging in some time... having given up Livejournal. I put up some information in other places, but with the most less-than-favorable reputation with those in my work community, I think I'll keep to the music and away from the blog there. However, I have been writing more lately. I've spent a …
what am i supposed to do
play with your name across my lips. how i imagine what is just beyond my finger tips. oh, to get close enough for one sweet kiss. tell me what am i supposed to do? with all this love that I have for you. i am just a crazy, love sick fool. there's a good reason …
sometimes
sometimes i think about brushing your beautiful long lashes with my finger tips and wonder about the taste of your full red lips. would you smile when i let down your hair and ran my fingers through the long dark strands? what would it feel like to hold your hand? and if i took you …
a review of Outerspace
I don't think I'd make a good reviewer. You have to have the ability to write critically and I just don't have the skills. But, I'll tell you Susan's cd is exceptional. ..so here's my amateurish review. In Outerspace, songwriter Susan Gibson has found a cd that is travelling in the same direction as her …
communing with the trees
There is history in everything that surrounds me, I guess. But here, I have no history. I prefer the present. Moments drowned by nature. A swift breeze, the sound of water over rock, lazy locusts and croaking frogs. If I listen closely, I can even hear the trees whispering. They tell me softly, sweetly, to …
Dixie's Road Trip 