Ode Stories

I The dim of dawn brightens to a resplendent sunrise. Church bells ring, announcing the Angelus. I rise and kneel at the side of my bed with a bowed head, Listening to songbirds as I pray to Mother Mary. II Sunrise gives way to daylight. I finish praying for the morning and rise my head to Gaze out the windows at God’s beautiful creation. I offer my thanksgiving and love to Him. III The rays of daylight brightly shine acr...

This, sure as Hellis not Harry's Barin Puerto Vallartawhere trannies and hookersdrink for freeon ladies nightThis, sure as Hellis not Harry's Barin Puerto Vallartawhere I have spentmy New Year's EveThis, ain't evenHarry's Bar in Firenze, Italywhere Hemingway hackswould flock for a weekendThis, is Harry's Bar!That, is my Bellini!These, are my memories of Venice!