Fridays ~ Mystify

Share Button

Good Lord, Fridays are easier to embrace.  Even as a business owner / entrepreneur – when the sun never sets on your workday – the feeling that greets on Friday morn is a winning one.

Blast from the Past / Mix CD / Shower Song: “Mystify” by INXS
(view at YouTube by clicking here)

Synopsis: INXS rocks a song from “back in the day”.

Video Location: Kansas City.

“Mystify”

All veils and misty streets of blue
Almond looks that chill divine
Some silken moment Goes on forever
And we’re leaving broken hearts behind

Mystify, Mystify me
Mystify, Mystify me

I need perfection, some twisted selection
That tangles me, to keep me alive

In all that exists, none have your beauty
I see your face, and I will survive

Eternally wild with the power
To make every moment come alive
All those stars that shine upon you
Will kiss you every night

All veils and misty streets of blue
Almond looks that chill divine
Some silken moment goes on forever
And we’re leaving – Yeah we’re leaving broken hearts behind

You’re eternally wild with the power
To make every moment come alive
All those stars that shine upon you
And they’ll kiss you every night

Mystify, Mystify me
Mystify, Mystify me

Note: all INXS music, images, and lyrics are property and copyright of their owners.
“Mystify”
music, images, and lyrics provided for educational purposes and personal use only.

Share Button

Onward

Share Button

Texas-Rain-2011“Fly! Angel, Fly!”

Pulling down from the Heavens,
Drawing down from the skies,
Glorious blue orbs of Life,
Tears of the Angel to quench our thirst,
Soft bullets of peace to fill the rivers,
Passionate, cleansing curtain to wring us new.

Propelled by thunder,
Powered by lightning,
Driven by myriad winds,
Swollen armies of the battle above,
Raging to give us fresh blood,
Delivering us from yesterday.

Joe Wooldridge
June 18, 2011 3:56am

Share Button

In Transit (Poem from June 18, 2011)

Share Button

In Transit

Welcome to the future I
Just left for it yesterday
Long scrabbling, straggling scroll down Life’s hallway

How is it we know so little past the sands of Egypt?
If we’re so advanced, how come we can’t build
The Great Pyramid again even if we wanted to?

From Babel, we babble in scores
Of lashing, clashing tongues
Missing the canopy of watery heavens

Much as India is, with too many wild monkeys
In our midst – playing at being people
Not enough vimanas to go around for The Great Escape.

Joe Wooldridge
June 18, 2011 at 3:17am

Share Button

A Blog (finally)

Share Button

Wow, well I finally took the time to put up my own blog.  It is sure to be an adventure, sharing thoughts with you, dear reader.

More To Come . . . . .

Joe

Share Button