Author Archives: logsylou
we’ll travel along, singin’ a song, side by side
The boy and I have been together for four years today. I don’t mean to sound gushing, but ooooof! That’s a feat. There’ll be no lavish celebrations, but we do have a few days off together, which I suppose will consist of lots of food and lots of The Everly Brothers (what can I say, that’s just our thing). And I do hope it’s super sunny and super cold so we can go on wintery walks and hold gloved hands (although I’m sure he wouldn’t wish the same, haha)….
this is for the duke
dance before me like a million eyes
that call me on and on across the universe.
thoughts meander like a restless wind inside a letterbox,
they tumble blindly as they make their way
across the universe…
in restless dreams i walked alone…
‘neath the halo of a street lamp,
i turned my collar to the cold and damp,
when my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
that split the night
and touched the sound of silence.
things just fall into place, it gets a bit clearer in london town
When a Monday morning does not begin as you would have wished, do you worry that it might set the tone for the week? Mmm, me too. Coffee though, that’s good.
he made his usual entrance looking so dandy and so fine…
he took whatever he wanted and he laid it all to waste,
but his bodyguards and silver cane were no match for the Jack of Hearts.
i met her accidentally in st paul, minnesota
Today I am mostly enjoying the candid version of Marilyn Monroe, courtesy of Eve Arnold. I’m sure you will too.
when they’ve tortured and scared you
then they expect you to pick a career,
when you can’t really function – you’re so full of fear;
a working class hero is something to be.
