When the day goes away somewhere to the west I guess, The sky still reflects the light, less bright fading, fading away My momentary silence when my mind stopped rotating stopped revolving around the sun today’s sun, The stars await in the wings while I attempt to gather my thoughts the day gone by,…… Continue reading Momentary Silence – Notthedane56
Via today’s Daily Prompt: Loyal No gifts, big or small, no constant nod of the head… No regular visits, no semi-felt compliment. Loyalty’s all that’s needed to become my true friend.
How beautifully leaves grow old. How full of light and color are their last days. – John Burroughs If you want to know what After Eight Moments are about, click here.
I like clothing that fits my needs especially when they seem to be expanding, oh, I do like large things just not on my own body and not when my wife is looking, but my waistline: the distance around what I remember myself to be and who I never thought I’d meet wants clothing…… Continue reading Stretch Jeans – Notthedane56
Sorting thoughts, sorting, filtering, straining, screening, carefully. Not letting go, letting the ideas build up, until pressure threatens it’ll pop… Looking people in the eyes… Not letting them pierce the disguise. Stirring hope with despair, no consequence, if you don’t share… And with talent, screaming silent…
It is not the first time I ask myself just that. Yes, I do have existential doubts like everybody else, but this is not it. I just watched (again) the 1966 movie inspired by the 1953 novel from Ray Bradbury; To make a long story short (many of you might have read/seen it but…… Continue reading Who would I be?
One instant I walked along the Autumn Streets dreaming of someone, I once knew the leaves falling my heart breaking I chanced upon a turn in the road around the corner, out of sight I wondered, should I, dare I let this Autumn Road take me? Let me turn when it turns and stop…… Continue reading One Autumn Leaf Falling – Notthedane56
Butterfly words, winged ideas, flying thoughts… Words blooming like lillies and daisies petals wrapped dreams… Sweet words, bitter words words filled with flavor. Words windy, and sunny words Thoughts weathery. Tides of words wavy words, words flooding… Useless by the piece, hopefully meaningful someday… Words spread to the winds, hoping they get to…… Continue reading Only words…
Chéri, showing me his tablet, obviously excited; “Look, now I can use a vacuum cleaner to find new clues in Criminal Case!” (Facebook game). Me; … Me, thinking; (We have a vacuum cleaner too, you know?) I wonder if I should hide clues in the apartment?
Remember Gone in sixty seconds? I, for one, really enjoyed the year 2000 blockbuster! I was a big fan of Nicolas Cage, my father had passed on an interest for fine cars, and the soundtrack was good from first to the last song! This afternoon, the movie was playing on tv, and I hesitated on watching…… Continue reading Cyranny’s Jukebox…
Cyranny's Cove 