THE ACTORS NO MORE

It is a cold and on and off drizzle here today, where I live in England by the Coast.  I never have lunch but feeling cold I decided to have a bowl of soup as I sat drinking my soup, the tv was on of course, do we ever turn these things off.  I guess…Read more »

When Today Found Me

Originally posted on Max Meunier:
and it was today not knowing its meaning not knowing why i know that i love you. that nothing remains in this nomad’s world for hands to behold but the fleeting whispers through eyes spent desiccant. i watch immured in solitude when laymen’s hours prohibit with all they dared to…

Bookmarks and Fairy Tales

Originally posted on J-Dubs Grin and Bear It:
I continue reading The Bright Hour and I’m still enraptured.   This book, reminds me of another book:  The Woman at the Washington Zoo by Marjorie Williams. Both books were written by mothers who passed away from cancer before their time.  Both leave behind young children.  That’s…

“IF”

If only life were so simple If only we did not complicate it If only we had the courage to live If only we had taken that chance If only we had not thrown away our Love If only we or I If only I…………………………………………………………..                    …Read more »

Intermission Story (8) – Jimmy Stewart

Originally posted on Pacific Paratrooper:
James Maitland Stewart Jimmy Stewart suffered such extreme PTSD after being a bomber pilot in World War II that he acted out his mental distress during ‘It’s a Wonderful Life’.  Stewart played George Bailey in the classic movie and channeled his anger and guilt into the scenes where he rages…

Happy 183rd Birthday Edgar Degas

Originally posted on Waldina:
Today marks the 183rd birthday of the artist Edgar Degas. We all recognize his work if not for the subject matter, then for the muted color palate. The world is a better place he was in it and still feels the loss that he has left. NAME: Edgar Degas OCCUPATION: Painter, Sculptor…

Reverie

Originally posted on Max Meunier:
my longing for thee hast spanned the ages formed whence mine eyes felleth ‘pon the first star heaven e’er hungeth before me in the dawn of incarnations dormant layeth mine heart’s behest driven by duress tormenting sated only by thy touch happenstance at times denied us sorrow then spurred conflagration…