Thursday, December 26, 2024

See: The Prisoners of Life!

SO, YOU`RE THE ONE? by Olde(r) Love(rs):



These songs were written and recorded at home from November 5, 2024, through December 26, 2024.

Prisoners of Life:




Wednesday, July 31, 2024

Sunday, July 14, 2024

Let these be "The American Days."

At times in my life, I've kept it better together.
Your present?  This Now--with all of its trappings!

Let these be The American Days
--whatever that yet might mean!

Who decides what's invasive?
Who can carry you or me?

These are The Deeds; these are The Moments; these are The Ways:
Today is The Lesson: ...It's worth repairing.

Meditate on Cosmic Goodness:
That Art Thou!
& All Such Bother!

Love cannot Out Eternal
The Ocean
&
Even Ocean fades and falls... fades and falls away...

Springing Verses cannot match
The Passions as those passions go through paces...
& run their courses...


Signing-Off: https://olderlovers.bandcamp.com/track/american-days

Five to One: https://olderlovers.bandcamp.com/album/twitch-glisten



Thursday, May 23, 2024

"44 1/4": https://olderlovers.bandcamp.com/album/44-1-4

Some Reflections on This Present Age:

* Ripe & full, our God will show me all that dust.
* Everything is seasonal: Wind and Winter and Spring and Finery.
* Leaves: They will land as our winds will weave them.
* Just because it comes from within you doesn't mean it comes from you.
* Oh, you, my so-tender friend: Stay with me and pass this time now.
* And if you share your secret, do I have to believe it?
* I know that you'd like a poem that will tell you "You're beautiful! You're wild! And you're worth every look!"
* One life to live: Many lives to touch.
* That clinging vibe of peaceful nighttime can't wait itself to attend on us.
* There is no winning: There never was: And still there's always been that story...
* How 'bout a lighthouse to peek through your storm?

Promotional Single:  https://olderlovers.bandcamp.com/track/youre-beautiful

Some concluding reflections from Dr. Johnson:

It is the fate of those who toil at the lower employments of life, to be rather driven by the fear of evil, than attracted by the prospect of good; to be exposed to censure, without hope of praise; to be disgraced by miscarriage, or punished for neglect, where success would have been without applause, and diligence without reward....

A large work is difficult because it is large, even though all its parts might singly be performed with facility; where there are many things to be done, each must be allowed its share of time and labour, in the proportion only which it bears to the whole; nor can it be expected, thatthe stones which form the dome of a temple, should be squared and polished like the diamond of a ring....

Of the event of this work, for which, having laboured it with so much application, I cannot but have some degree of parental fondness, it isnatural to form conjectures....

When we see men grow old and die at a certain time one after another, from century to century, we laugh at the elixir that promises to prolong life to a thousand years....

I look with pleasure on my [work], however defective, and deliver it to the world with the spirit of a man that has endeavoured well. That it will immediately become popular I have not promised to myself: a few wild blunders, and risible absurdities, from which no work of such multiplicity was ever free, may for a time furnish folly with laughter, and harden ignorance in contempt; but useful diligence will at last prevail....

In this work, when it shall be found that much is omitted, let it not be forgotten that much likewise is performed; and though no book was ever spared out of tenderness to the author, and the world is little solicitous to know whence proceeded the faults of that which it condemns; yet it may gratify curiosity to inform it, that the [current work] was written with little assistance of the learned, and without any patronage of the great; not in the soft obscurities of retirement, or under the shelter of academic bowers, but amidst inconvenience and distraction, in sickness and in sorrow: and it may repress the triumph of malignant criticism to observe, that if our language is not here fully displayed, I have only failed in an attempt which no human powers have hitherto completed....

I may surely be contented without the praise of perfection, which, if I could obtain, in this gloom of solitude, what would it avail me? I have protracted my work till most of those whom I wished to please, have sunk into the grave, and success and miscarriage are empty sounds: I therefore dismiss it with frigid tranquility, having little to fear or hope from censure or from praise.

Tuesday, February 13, 2024

"Stay with me, and watch a little while: Another law will come on down."





Everything's Meant To Be: On "High Romance": Do not give your time or your heart away.


Well, you're here right now.  Won't you won't be back again?


I am The Patience.  The Patience Found "Most Infuriating."

Be my Valentine?

M.