OK everyboday…what do you say? How about we all pitch in and make it a whimsical Wednesday? I’ll do my part. I’ll write you a poem just for the occasion. Then, all you have to do is keep your whimsy caps on and be silly. Easy, huh? I was just looking at some pictures of kids doing silly things kids do, and I noticed … The rest of the story…
Sometimes I’ll pick a word just because I like the sound of it…and then write a poem or song all around that single word. Not because it has any special story behind it. Simply because it can then become its own story. So, one day, way back in 1973, I happened to think about the word “glisten” while walking through the dewy grass on … The rest of the story…
There’s nothing like a pleasant breeze to lift your spirits first thing in the morning. Here in Colorado we’ve reached that time of year when we can open the windows in the morning and let the pleasant breezes waft through the house. And it isn’t just the breezes that lift you up…it’s also the lilting sounds of birdsongs, chirping squirrels, and a variety of … The rest of the story…
If your chain is missing links And your cup is missing drinks, Then I have to say methinks there is a snag… ‘Cause we need all of the parts Before drawing up the charts… Or we’ll feel it in our hearts, it’s just a gag. Imagine, if you will, you’ve just spent the last 8 years studying to become a scientist. You attended a … The rest of the story…
Sitting in the sunshine one day, back in 1973, a phrase popped into my head. “A time for yesterdays”. I don’t know why that happens. But it still does, and I must say I’m glad. On that particular day, I sat down and wrote a poem to go with the phrase. A Time For Yesterdays Sometimes…when everything seems out of sorts And glaring out … The rest of the story…
Imagine, for a minute, that there are 7 layers of the heart. The first layer is a deep, dark indigo where the heart is conceived. The second layer is a rich, regal purple where the heart is created. The third layer is a magnetic, cobalt blue where the shape of the heart is formed. The fourth layer is a fertile, emerald green where love … The rest of the story…
When tomorrow comes, it won’t be here. Have you ever thought about it that way? I came up with my own “famous” quote about it. I say “Today is yesterday’s tomorrow and tomorrow’s yesterday”. When you read it, I think it hits you solidly in the left side of your brain. When you say it out loud, I’m confident your right brain will kick … The rest of the story…
How about making this Saturday and Sunday a weekend to remember? “But Tony (you say to your computer or mobile monitor) “It’s just another weekend. I don’t have any plans, money, or ideas. How could I and why should I make it a weekend to remember? What will that prove?” Well, it’ll prove you’re alive and loving life. And that’ll make it a weekend … The rest of the story…
As many of my friends, through the years, can attest…country music isn’t my favorite. Now, before you jump on my case…give my “Bedtime Buckaroos” lullaby songs a listen. You’ll see that I not only play some country music…I even write some. And that brings me to my subject for today. I think it would be fun to be able to play the mandolin. I’m … The rest of the story…
Today I’m gonna give you the keys to a wonderful superpower. When I share this secret, you’ll be able to start seeing the invisible. How cool is that?! I know this world seems like a tough place. And that’s because it is. It’s tough…it’s mean… it’s ready to chew you up and spit you out. But that’s just the stuff you can see. What … The rest of the story…
