I follow the rhythm
of the strings
unable to release it
stuck in the stream of things---
called to the unbelieviable
and the powerful call
of the unbelieving.
it makes the entry
a come together---
maximum fasination---
the beat of the drums
fantastic
dropping an iron anchor---
pressure of expectations
rolling around my contenance
speaking accolades and
tomorrow's promises
uncompromised.
I believe Jerry helped me out with this one. I think you're writing about being wrapped up in the music. I recall that time, so many years ago, when the band played the music that "made that city" in a little place called the Swiss Chalet… I could only describe it as, "the walls were warm and soft."
Amateur sleuth and cobbler Fulton Moon (yes, his nickname is Full Moon) encounters beautiful and sinister Lucinda Mathews. Lucy, wife of prominent florist Arthur Mathews, wants to escape an abusive husband and Moon only wants to help. It isn’t that
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