Posted in My Thoughts, Poetry, tagged Family, Hinter Gitter, Life, Vienna on May 18, 2012| Leave a Comment »
Long, lost poetry from good friends and brothers-in-arms. Music to our ears from Vienna, Austria in 1987, brought to you by Hill, Trotter, Azimi, and Stuart (and Shupe for the last song on side 2, part II). Great times and hard times.
Live from Vienna, it’s Hinter Gitter!!!!!!
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Hiter Gitter 129 Steps, side 1
Hinter Gitter 129 Steps, side 2
Posted in My Thoughts, Poetry on May 15, 2012| Leave a Comment »
I have moved my blog from fairytales0397.blogspot.com to this new on-line address (fairytales0397.com). I read an article in the news today on how GOOGLE terminated a blogspot account without notification or cause because it disagreed with the person’s political leanings, so I voted with my feet–moving to WordPress. Here at least I get an email notification and 48hours to appeal any decisions to shut me down!
Posted in Poetry, tagged Family, Home on April 24, 2012| Leave a Comment »
Push
Pull
Sweat
Doubt;
Fight
Fatigue
Smile
Believe;
Roots
Take
Hold
As
New
Stems
Grow
Extending
Life
Posted in Poetry, tagged Other on April 23, 2012| Leave a Comment »
Anger
Seeps
Like
Syrup
From
Abandoned
Trees
Collecting
In
Leaking
Buckets
Bursting
As
The
Other
Reflects
Quiet
Breezes
Sweep
The
Debris
Of
The
Day
Away
Again
And
Again
And
Again
As
I
Bask
In
The
Light
Posted in Poetry, tagged Other, Pain, Travel, Work on April 17, 2012| Leave a Comment »
Walls
Go
Up
And
Down
While
The
Mortar
Is
Still
Wet
Breaking
The
Backs
Of
The
Bricklayers
Posted in Poetry on April 9, 2012| Leave a Comment »
The
Head
Swirls,
Pain
Spreads,
Limbs
Weaken
As
Breath
Is
High-jacked
To
Rotten
Roots;
The
Other
Severs
The
Taken
Path
Pulling
Perspective
From
The
Earth
Posted in Poetry on April 9, 2012| Leave a Comment »
Posted in Poetry on April 9, 2012| Leave a Comment »
Asleep
At
The
Wheel,
Falling
Down
Stairs,
Stumbling
Through
A
Life
With
Open
Eyes
Closed,
The
Other
Rescues
Posted in Poetry on April 9, 2012| Leave a Comment »
Subways
Move
People
Through
Familiar
Terrain
As
My
Mind’s
Eye
Follows
Its
Course
Closely
Into
The
Yearned
Existence
Fairytale Poetry 