Monthly Archives: June 2005

I closed my eyes just for a wink

Posted on June 18, 2005 by John

I closed my eyes for just a wink, it seemed, to find two hours past; and in the space of that mere blink, the sky, dull grey and overcast had cleared into an inky blue. The tepid post-rain afternoon had … Continue reading →

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The summer in New Orleans melts

Posted on June 17, 2005 by John

The summer in New Orleans melts ambition from your bones; and inspires dreams of northern climes, of much more temperate zones where flowers last a day or two before they start to wilt, and the ground does not suck ravenous … Continue reading →

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Howard Jones

Posted on June 16, 2005 by John

So many inspirations have escaped, slipped through the cracks, their golden finish tarnished when confronted with the facts Some let their fame get to them, others watched it slip away, often so caught up in business that they never learned … Continue reading →

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Listening to Acid While Dropping Bob Dylan

Posted on June 15, 2005 by John

The clocks were running, so no one could catch them I saw tennis games canceled because of no love There were clowns on the corner who couldn’t stop laughing And birds who were dying because of their singing The lights … Continue reading →

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Thought for the Day

Posted on June 15, 2005 by John

Grantland Rice (1880-1954) was a sportswriter for the New York Herald-Tribune. He was really one of the first, if not the first, famous sportscasters, immortalizing Knute Rockne’s Notre Dame squad as the “Four Horsemen” of the apocalypse, among other things, … Continue reading →

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If you would make a difference

Posted on June 15, 2005 by John

So many look around the globe and say, “How can I start to help in what small way I can, and find work with a heart?” They look to spread their peace abroad, and be more well received than in … Continue reading →

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Just One More Night

Posted on June 14, 2005 by John

Leaning out the doorway with a joint in my hand Holding up the wall so the illusion can stand The ground it never comes up on you just the way you plan But it’s all right, sometimes Looking out the … Continue reading →

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