i love your music. have for years! welcome aboard blogspot!! follow my blogs...
An ode to my old crow When you came to whirlwood with your white eyes you were beautiful Balanced on a ledge beside the crystal ball.I found your head beneath the ivy with some scattered feathersI put you back together like a crumpled linen newspaperReluctantly replaced by a grand male carrion I place you in an open boxYour head falls off the cotton covered wire A moth circles high above the relentless dustWhat will become of youJust then, Colleen Duffy sings “God won’t find me any crows”And so it goes with this crow’s resurrections
I'm genuinely impressed with your writing capabilities. So, not only are you a more talented musician, but apparently your journalistic proficiencies are equivalent to or exceed those of myself. Way to kill my self esteem, Colleen.Love ya doll,Jason Sanderson "The Texas Nice Guy"
Luv you, Ms. Duffy.