these beautiful magic hands
bring to life the magnificence of the maestro supremo
thank you eleonor
https://listn.fm/bachopus1/
these beautiful magic hands
bring to life the magnificence of the maestro supremo
thank you eleonor
https://listn.fm/bachopus1/
mirror
toss/tossing
troubled
clock
dawn
after
willing
unceasing
stairs
brow
turning
creaking
a cracked mirror
creaking stairs
unceasing tock of the clock
furrowed brow
tossing turning
troubled
still awake well after dawn
not willing to tolerate this
a minute longer
i'm leaving
J S Bach
just turned in his grave
rolled around a bit in the milky way
skipping over partitas and preludes
seen brightest in the antipodes
in my front paddock
and said
i love you Nancy Wilson
we should visit there one day
friday night music
always a hint of blue
in jazz
a crate of boulders
falls from the sky
flattens her
been let down so badly
once again
you must believe in spring?
not this year
Open Link weekend # 141
FRIDAY WRITINGS # 49
everything was going pear shaped today
no point in moaning
about the elastic breaking
in her purple knickers
falling about her ankles
in the middle of the street
no use going overboard about it
got to keep a balance
and a voiceless reaction
too bad about the gusty wind
blowing her skirt around her waist
her moon shaped orb illuminated
by a sudden downpour
in a cloud of petrichor
life goes on
Shadorma
held in a strong hand
will it fly
will it stay
the greek gods know - they play at
this game constantly
what can you do for me
i can hold your hand
make you tea
send you mangoes
and
a koala bear for Christmas
OH!!!
another loony he thought