Another cloudy,
grey day,
oh well,
at least it’s cool.
Hockey tonight,
Go Canucks Go.
I’m rooting for,
the Canucks,
out of patriotic loyalty,
not quite the same as patriotism, in my mind.
But, I’m not crazy,
about them,
a bit of a chippy team,
but,
no self respecting,
Habs fan can,
want Boston to win,
they are,
our sworn enemies,
division rivals,
I just can’t!
But, I respect them.
I have a chapter left,
in the Ivan Coyote.
This morning,
I have been,
listening to music,
Lucinda Williams,
love her.
Sort of Country steel rock,
the tough broad,
with the sensitive heart,
Williams,
writes,
the kind of songs,
I’d like to write.
Strength and twang,
I discovered her,
about ten years ago,
a voice,
that sneaks up,
your back,
and licks,
your neck.
Oh yeah,
Raw and righteous,
Rock and roll,
rockabilly,
blues,
beer,
cigarettes,
late nights,
dancing,
and hot sex,
but,
also,
tender mornings,
holding her tight,
and sharing,
coffee,
and a plate,
of eggs.
Her music,
is not romantic,
it’s real love,
which is what,
we all want,
nothing fancy,
a warm comfortable bed,
passionate kisses,
from the one you love,
but,
really what else is there? đŸ™‚
Just rambling,
don’t mind me:-)
Later girls,
BB
