"Stretches of imagination seldom seen anywhere ... I've just gotten that explosion in my chest that I get when someone new has walked into my life and lit the fuse to another thrill." - Acoustic Live! in NY
After you've finished here, you may like to hear this poem sung on myspace...
Poem 162 of 230, WalkaboutsVerse (please see my blog): TEES TO TYNE: FIRST IMPRESSIONS - SUMMER 2001
Where traditions are not so rare; Sea, country and works scent the air; A multitude of monuments, Planted tubs and patterned pavements.
The longish pedestrian malls; The remnants of defensive walls; Historic buildings are a gauge Of the respect for heritage.
Wheat, rape and pines in the fields; Estuaries guarded by shields; Long sandy beaches and wide scenes; Romantic-ruin go-betweens.
Rivers in parts licked by trees, Or fringed by boat clubs, wharfs, gantries, And crossed by practical delights - Varied spans, forming pleasing sights.
Fine churches headed at Durham; Football kits ad infinitum; Kept castles - one for study; Masonry behind masonry.
And, with moulding-works out that way, It’s somewhere for a longer stay..?
After you've finished here, you may like to hear this poem sung on myspace...
Poem 2 of 230, WalkaboutsVerse (please see my blog): WALKABOUT WITH MY PEN
Once drove an old sedan, up north, From a place in Sydney to Cairns; Then to Kuranda I went forth, By train, to look without set plans.
I browsed through the trendy market, With fresh fruits of tropical kind; Walked to the creek through lush thicket - Nature’s hand giving peace of mind.
I dined in a scenic cafe; Then, outside, as I wrote for yen, Some passing Kooris called-out: “Hey, You go walkabout with your pen.”
Request or question, I don’t know - Assured voices, elderly men. That’s now several years ago, And I’ve seen the world - with my pen.
Thanks for the add! Did you guys get out ok from the Falcon Ridge mud? We were the family stuck in the mud in the pop-up right next to your car. Sorry we needed you to move but as predicted...the tractor had to come and get us out! Finally made it out on Sunday about 2pm...much later than we wanted to leave.,,,but hey MUD HAPPENS! Glad to find you here and great to listen to your music. Sweet! Hope to see you next year!
thanks for caring, we're about 9. i won't go into the details, but i just can't believe how MEAN a few people can be. most people are good. funny that you wrote, because i was just listening to your wonderful music the other night when i couldn't sleep....such good stuff!!!! thanks again! stay in touch. xxoo lisa
ill be totally honest, i came to the page because im having trouble finding my copy of your CD at the moment (think i mustve lent it to a friend) and i really wanted to listen to "All the time".
Here's to Rockin' in The New Year from Wicked Jezabel
