Music

This gramophone from the early 1900 to mid 1960's
was a joy to have in our houses - especially mine 
that both my father who played accordeon and my 
mother who loved to sing, (the did have a fantastic voice)
was our home theater and we kept listening to 
great voices, instruments, ballads, operas, but keep in
mind that we had to keep turning a handle and have
a very new and clean needle and of course the

33 records. Our collection was mainly of great

opera singers like Caruso, Mario Lanza, Puccini

and many more Italian singers.  Lordy lordy the

hours and hours of music that was floating in our

living room.  When the first radios started to be

affordable these gramophones we disposed off 

and today only very few are still around.  Those

were the days of great music at least for me,

even today I love soft music and not those 

people who shout instead of singing. 

Times passes on and who knows what will be

our next musical instruments ....

 

Escape

 

Not all is ... 

White lily

or
black ink 
or 

in between,

There's always a midway
to find your way in twists and turns.
Look and a solution will appear.

Who's world is it....

 

One time one would know in

which time he lived.

Today everyone is a "master of this

and that" preaching it to the 

four corner of the world.  

Are we listening?

I believe not, since we all have

degrees, certificates, passports,

passes no more in papers but in

chips.

So I will let you the readers 

decide what is best for you, 

as for me, I'm docking in my four

walls until spring time comes along

so that I can run around and see

the damages of this wartime like

life...