| = :) | Corina Gina Papouis [13.Dec.09 17:34] |
| beautifully depicted that moment in time, when alcohol is soaking the senses and music sounds divine...and where to? but the mother of all: an Irish pub...over here I go to The Swan.:) Cheers Willy! | |
| = I raise my glass, Corina, though- | John Willy Kopperud [13.Dec.09 18:18] |
| -this poem is not all about music and alcohol. It's also a tribute to the dervishes with their perfect transcendental balance, weighing their own rotation against mother earths, smashing holes in all the demons faces. Life, light and dancing! That's what we need when the cold takes hold of the streets. Thanks a lot for your generous comment, Corina. Cheers from Willy | |