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Sure As The Morn
The mood is Celtic, the message is love and the timber is a perfect storm. This week's slow dance rises and falls like the waves on the...
For The Last time
We really don't know how much time we get in this plane of existence, but if we are fated to die, then I say fight for happiness until...
S.O.S.
Inner turmoil, unending guilt and self-abhorrence are depicted in this recovering catholic lament. It's a tell-tale, country-folk song...
Later . . .
Procrastination is my middle name, always has been, probably always will be. How many of you still have the last time zone on a clock in...
Yammer With Your Grammar
Communication is the eye of this week's storm with a message that spews forth to speak your truth and ask for what you want in life. It's...
Don't Buy Me Flowers
Yeah sure, roses are nice, but have you ever smelled a two week old daisy in scungy, brown, putrid water? Disgusting! Well, here's a song...
Cactus Prickly
Do you ever feel like jumping out the window and heading down the road to new adventures, leaving everything behind? Sometimes you gotta...
Dream Love
Has life left you wanting what you cannot have and hoping for a love that's out of reach? Been there done that! 'Dream Love' walks the...
Monday Morning
Do you feel like me on Monday morning? Under a spell that says, "It's ok to sleep in, the world will go on without you for a few more...
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