in my soul she dances on,
tuned to a polka her feet,
swish of expensive velvet
big teeth white and neat
dance band chords echo
wind and brass combine
but can't erase the stink
of spilt burnt turpentine
smoke up my nostrils
provoked by her deeds
loung lizards basking
careless of my needs
tunes one after another
standards she'd adored
at her f...
Saturday 5th June 2021 11:18 am
Little Jimmy Bailey a wavertree lad
Lived with his brothers and a drunken dad
His mother walked out she couldn't cope
Never even left them a bar of soap
So little Jimmy with the dirty face
Wore shoes with holes and only one lace
Quick witted and fast good with his hands
Made a gutar from a box and lazzy bands
Oh he loved a sing song young Jimmy did
He wrote songs in his head since he wa...
Tuesday 2nd July 2019 6:50 am
Nancy comes in my dreams
Like a fairy of Disney Land
Have two wings and song
Touch hearts with no band
Nancy comes from the moon
Where the lovely stars shining
Calls me to join the song
And to share her in the dancing
Nancy, I love you so much
Can you call me only once?
Don't keep me in dreams
Just come in real to dance
Wednesday 3rd April 2019 10:42 am
There was trouble in The Argentine. A few of Natalie’s friends spoke out against the military junta who ruled the country. The two girls and one boy, all aged eighteen had simply vanished. Natalie was scared. Roberto warned her not to speak out. The same people who forced him into the army, ending his college studies, had apprehended the teens. Their fate was unknow...
Sunday 8th April 2012 2:41 pm
Special gig Norway style saw Leaves Eyes and loved it so,
better than London gig two weeks before.
Met Liv, the singer, who looked just like she did
on the album cover, real woman.
My vocation, my music, to meet another heroine.
Octavia, five Norse girls, count them as they come on stage,
where is the singer? There! Look at my cd booklet—
Saturday 15th October 2011 4:30 pm