The courtyard trees are suddenly dark
why didn’t my old friend come
it must be because he hates the heat
and spends his days on a frost-covered terrace
The glory of office comes with its burdens
retired life too means less time together
I watched for you from the upper story
until the blue ridges were almost black
translated by Red Pine
Sarah Torribio and her right brain. Music. Musings. Writing. Style.
Fine Arts
Life, love and destiny.
4TheRecord is dedicated primarily to Ausmusic from all eras and most genres, we will explore the dynamics of the creative process, and reveal the great drama, lyricism, musicality, and emotion behind each classic song.
Fii schimbarea pe care vrei sa o vezi in lume!
Moments de vie, fragments de textes et quelques notes...
Unleashing the beauty of creativity
there's nothing like stories
quiet moments in nature
Art and Literature Beyond Borders
A bird's eye view of St. George, Utah
Keep on Reading
Chronicling an ever-changing city through faded and forgotten artifacts
I read, rant and write ;)
Sono una donna libera. Nel mio blog farete un viaggio lungo e profondo nei pensieri della mente del cuore e dell anima.
The Green Lizard Log
Leonard Durso 
zdunno03…was so thrilled to see you on my blog. I had lost touch for awhile and will have to visit often to “catch up”. Thank you for visiting “The Last Chapter”. I hope you will order “Flying with Broken Wings”, Charlotte was a complicated individual; she was in her mind an old man who tried to be demanding and control the other voices. The woman was mean and vicious, and the little girl was always confused. It was the woman who wanted Charlotte to kill her mother. The turmoil and fight to survive only ended with her untimely death. E.
Thanks for following again. I don’t know how I lost contact with your blog but for some reason wordpress every now and then unfollows nlogs without informing you. I have put your book on my wish list for my next order from amazon. It will join your others on my bookshelf.
Wonderful to hear from you. E,