Reminiscence

I danced all night long with a gorgeous girl in Paris,
took a stroll along the Left Bank
and sipped espresso from a sidewalk cafe
then saw the sun rise over the City of Light
from the crest of the Sun King's bridge.

My Favorites ~ Then and Now

• Favorite Book: "The Lord of the Rings"
• Favorite Movie: "The Fellowship of the Ring"
  "Blade Runner" ~ 1982 screen version with narrative
  "Star Wars" ~ 1977 original only
• Favorite Album: "Abbey Road" (side 2) ~ The Beatles
  "Dark Side of the Moon" ~ Pink Floyd
  "Zosa" ~ Led Zeppelin's fourth album
  "What's Going On" ~ Marvin Gaye
• Favorite Song: "A Whiter Shade of Pale" ~ Procol Harum
  "The Long and Winding Road" ~ The Beatles
  "Viva La Vida" ~ Coldplay
• Favorite Story: "The Sage of Asilomar"
  "An Exile of Eden" ~ Perfecto Fabros
  

*To choose just one is like having to name my favorite child.

Dancing in the Pale Moonlight

"Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky
with one hand waving free,
silhouetted by the sea,
circled by the circus sands,
with all memory and fate
driven deep beneath the waves,
let me forget about today until tomorrow."

Thus Spoke Daedalus

I am a private person. My art should be able to speak for itself
~ for me. If I post my favorites and name drop, will he who sits
in judgment then judge me and place me in a certain category?
I don't mind sharing my most inner personal thoughts, only with
close friends who know and care about me ~ not for the curious.
Does this cross the line that should not be crossed?

The Sage of Asilomar

Once the Sage was turned away
from warmth of hearth and home,
deeply disheartened, left out in the cold.
Sleeping beneath a starry sky,
the softly falling cherry blossoms
. . . windborne by the breeze.