love is the genesis of genius
OK, so I have a friend. Even a reclusive writer, deep in solitary lockdown, is allowed to have a friend. Especially if she’s very special, attractive, and sexy. All writers need a muse, and maybe poets feel the need for a muse more than most. Anyway, this Huey Lewis And The News tune is for her. She likes ghosts, ghouls, and graveyards.
I like the video, even if it is too long.
Please try to keep moving your feet to the beat.
it’s not every woman who has had a poetry anthology written for them
the first draft is just me telling myself the story
Except the writing isn’t on the wall, or anywhere else for that matter. Now the poetry anthology Seascapes and Serenity Lost is finished and published on Amazon, I feel the need for a new project, a new book, perhaps a collection of short stories. Maybe I have a title Dreams of Desire, but no idea what the content is going to be. Or how about a Bond spoof ~ maybe not.
From the James Bond movie Spectre.
You can do the pose if you wish.
Different music for me.
jack collier ~ firstname.lastname@example.org
poetry is nearer to reality than is the unadorned truth
Both the kindle and print versions of my poetry anthology Seascapes and Serenity Lost are now available on Amazon. Trust me, the 8 x 10 paperback edition will look fabulous on your coffee table.
I must pay tribute to Jan Olandese who did all the hard work of editing and formatting both editions.
The one review I think I’ve received thus far is pretty damn positive.
Some of the stuff I’ve written is more than brutally truthful.
the original photograph that appears on the book’s cover