Photographs old occupying space reminding me of what I was not, when I younger was, Hidden was she around the corner, the edge the photograph hidden denying herself participation denying the fact to be preserved in my memories, Lovers were we not an obvious choice a fact, a reality hidden to others denying myself…… Continue reading What I Was Not – Notthedane56
Her silhouette waiting on the foot of your bed, her sigh on your cheek your head on her thigh… Trying to lull out of you a confession, or ten letting you slip into sleep before the moon got high… Were you disappointed when she went missing in the morning? Do you remember,…… Continue reading Remember Pepper?
Light a candle for me when the darkness creeps and cries when the wind howls and scratches upon your doors and windows while I light a candle for you, 24 Wishes – Notthedane56 If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
I understand rules, and I usually follow them. But sometimes, rules are silly, and not following them is just common sense. At least I think so. Something happened last night, that pictures it quite well. I thought I’d share the anecdote with you Lovelies. In Montréal, hockey is almost a religion. Our local professional team,…… Continue reading Bend the rules… For chicken wings’ sake!
Measuring the response -the actual distance between what I thought she said, and what she thought I meant led to a discussion, of sorts Confusion between us the normal chain of events, leading to one being mad, the other sad wanting desperately to speak the same language, but lacking a usable dictionary between us,…… Continue reading A Rule of Thumb – Notthedane56
It’s been a while, and some of you might sue me for your bleeding eyes, but I just had to do it again! As you might remember, the very prestigious (though its badge is a disgrace to the Blogging Award Academy) YCMMBABP Award is offered to bloggers who take the time to post substantial comments…… Continue reading YCMMBABPA – And the winner is…. Biff Sock Pow!
When you take my breath away… You have to give it back, eventually. Or at least offer mouth-to-mouth. Otherwise, it’s called murder, Love!
Beautiful losers, page 1 – Leonard Cohen If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
She asked me when the water, ready was a pool, ripples along the edges with colors, lacking, “Choose a color one of your favorites I won’t influence, what how, why you’ve chosen what it means, how it feels,” My color, my choice as if my life, my love upon it, depended Made me wonder…… Continue reading Choose a Color – Notthedane56
Today, I suddenly realized I had a weird connection to erasers. Ok, I already can hear eyes rolling! Come on, this is not the first bizarre thing I tell you Lovelies about myself! Aren’t you used to it yet? First of all, for as long as I remember, there is only one brand of eraser…… Continue reading My crazy brains…
Cyranny's Cove 