********************* This old worn out guitarwon’t let me go near as faras that beautiful winking star In the moonlight it seems I’m forever tied to dreams I find you in the morning light And in the moonbeams and the starlight of the night  ****************************** Love and cherished memories  are tied to happy reveries  of the days… Read More Reverie


I have nothing to say And I’ve said it. Now you have nothing to read And you’ve read it. In the mood I’m in recently, it would be dangerous to expose y’all to the deep, dark side of my psyche and relate to the cause for my discontent. Suffice to say that there are a… Read More Poetry

~~ Summertime ~~

********************** Another lazy summer day on the lake Of the peace, and the quiet I partake And while away some time that in years Before were only dreams and wishes. ********** While they’re not leviathans, they’re sure fun to catch 18 inches, 4 1/2 lbs, this was a nice one Some of my usual “fishin’… Read More ~~ Summertime ~~

** Politics **

************************* In all groups of creatures there seems to be a name for the group.  A group of geese is a gaggle, a group of cows is a herd, it’s a murder of crows, a flock of pigeons, and what would you call a group of baboons??? A CONGRESS, what else!!! And that is my political statement for the evening ! *****************************