Time Over Time

Lying in my bed … I can hear the clock tick and think of you. Caught up in circles again, and the confusion is nothing new. I might have us lost, turn(t) around, or completely in dream land, but …. thought I had turned a corner. At the very least, listening to Time After TimeContinue reading “Time Over Time”

They Call Me … Stormy Weather

They call me Stormy Weather … (Quite rightly! *Imagined mellow yellow tune but more “soft” drink-ish from the era of the tail-end late eighties, *) Me mum named me after a famous song, an unforgettable “voice” and time, jazz music, a sappy heartbreak, oh and the bright blue sky that day, over-filled with dark greyContinue reading “They Call Me … Stormy Weather”