Professor Gidding strode purposefully towards the rendezvous spot. The thick fog made seeing difficult but the tire trail left by heavy dew made finding it easy. The professor carried an attache case with the detailed schematics to build a neutron death device that could annihilate a 5-mile square radius – or at least that’s what…
Month: December 2019
dVerse — prosery #7 — A Mother’s Love…
I watched a metallic spheroid rise in the distance over the lip of the arroyo. A shiny dime in a green-blue cloudless sky, the sun’s position behind and below it gave its outline a golden, mesmerizing aura. Sound below broke the spell when a calf bawled to her mother halfway up the ridge. Not…
Coloring Club Plus — 12/9/19
I heard a song by Right Said Fred yesterday on Song Lyric Sunday that I liked (thanks for sharing it, Mel!) and so wondered if they had any holiday tunes out there. Why, it just so happens that they do! Right Said Fred are an English band based in London and formed by brothers Fred…
#MM Saturday Mix — The Cut of His Jib
Some fine ladies, fool or wise, Measure a man by the hue of his eyes. Some women judge, by moon or by sun The silhouette of his tushy buns Others scream at the sheen to his wavy hair While his smile can lay their wild passions bare Some go by legs, others by hands, I…
Coloring Club Plus — 12/8/19
This is not a straightforward holiday song, but it does contain a Christmas tree and a wish list. Reading about the album I was surprised to see it outsold No Code, as I’ve about worn No Code out but have seldom listened to Yield. Maybe I need to give it more time. Also, about the…
#SLS — I Have the Touch by Peter Gabriel
Jim Adams is the anatomically-oriented host of Song Lyric Sunday. Jim says: I am hoping that responses will be more evenly distributed with this week’s prompt being Arms/Elbows/Knees/Legs. Here are the “rules”: • Post the lyrics to the song of your choice, whether it fits the theme or not. If it does not fit, then…
Book Review — The New Asylum: A Memoir of Psychiatry, by Frank Prem
Frank Prem’s new poetry book, “The New Asylum: A Memoir of Psychiatry” contains memoirs spanning his life from a small child to forty or more years as a psychiatric nurse, all in relation to the psychiatric hospital on the hill in his small town in Australia. It starts with both of his parents working there,…
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