sync2swim

it’s nice
to expect musical spice
as spring dies
to make way for summer solstice dice

france celebrates with a fête
with music events, all you can get
though at mercy of organizers
and if sunshine arises

too bad, so sad
such in america not to be had
we’ve lost our compass
we’ve lost the joie de vivre
we’ve lost the music, we only blame and curse
our purse is empty, where’s the beef?

we need to get back our whiff…

“Music hath charms to soothe a savage breast, to soften rocks, or bend a knotted oak.” William Congreve

musing
georgetown g-gee
georgy girl
used to twirl
hair in a whirl
life was a blur

who would have known
the places landed, the seeds sown
the holes fallen, mistakes groaned
eating life’s good and bad, a girth grown

g for gracious grenoble gifts galore
depths of friendship explore
we keep going back for more
our mellowing   wine store

g for galerie
pinch me from my reverie
how long to sustain such revelry?

food mimics art, you are what you eat
art mimics life or is it a surreal treat?