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“Paper Sails”

We’ve been sailing in the Ocean
With a compass and it’s broken
And it’s seems we haven’t spoken in awhile
Our paper sails are ripped and torn… 276 more words

“Into the Cold”

Cold, the air inside his lungs,
Harsh, the winter morning sun.
He fights to keep from falling home,
Where the monsters from last night roam. 186 more words

“My Silver Lining”

I don’t want to wait anymore I’m tired of looking for answers
Take me some place where there’s music and there’s laughter… 296 more words

The Annual Boolarra Folk Festival.
Each year just before the end of Summer, my small home town throws it’s annual folk festival, and it is brilliant. 200 more words

I feel pretty comfortable saying that we’re becoming “regulars” at Zbar, even if it is just within the last few months. When you’re at the point that you’re on a first name basis with the bouncer and at least one bartender, you can call it that, right?  388 more words

A Myriad of Styles

Montrealer Cécile Doo-Kingué is described as a soul-roots guitarist who actually straddles a bevy of styles, from blues to folk. Her latest offering, … 431 more words