While there is a lot to think about Covid19 it self and write, both of which I am doing or have done, I won’t be writing much about it in this post. Today it’s time to rue the time we were in New Orleans… Continue Reading “A time to relive through RUe (roux)”
The magpie’s cult When a playful magpie takes a bath Seeing that magic, makes wine of wrath It takes the wondrous joy of a child Adds carefree zest of a teen gone wild Shakes them together into a cult That of a free, inventive… Continue Reading “The magpie’s cult- a poem and art”
People you have never met, can be portrayed a dire threat
Fleeing the war cries, they hear a voice, that can be yours, but its not clear
Or maybe it IS a drone, you let,
your votes sell, to pay a debt
If you looked at past letters, their lives can be, as yours Is.
While the whole world, and I am sure the underworld in some areas too, pulsates with Game of Thrones withdrawal (primarily) I am preferentially perturbed by the jarring end to VEEP. Also, I have never seen a single episode of GOT but I believe… Continue Reading “Time for hope and time to VEEP”