Note: this is usually the day I end up skipping. The two for Tuesday that he gives out the love/anti love prompt. I end up going to my prompt folder normally for the inspiration…. today it clicked. Not all prompts will click until the right project is in the works.
There is a house way down in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy And God I know I’m one
Mother was a tailor, yeah, yeah Sewed my Levi jeans My father was a gamblin’ man, yeah, yeah Down, way down in New Orleans
Now the only thing a gamblin’ man ever needs Is a suitcase, Lord, and a trunk And the only time a fool like him is satisfied Is when he’s all stone cold drunk
Oh, mothers, tell your children Not to do what I have done Spend your lives in sin and misery In the House of the Rising Sun
[Verse 4] Well, I got one foot on the platform The other foot on the train I’m goin’ back to New Orleans To wear that ball and chain
[Refrain] Well, there is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy And God, I know I’m one
My 2 Cents –
So I am all of the time having a conversation with my daughter about cover songs. A lot of the ones that she likes are covers of stuff that I listened to in my youth. The covers are not always a bad thing. This song in particular is one that has been covered by everyone. Seriously 😒. But I have to admit… I kinda like this one.
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Books too high for me to reach. The section Labelled: Parenting. I stare but don’t read the book titles. I stare at the giant heading: Parenting. Will I ever be a mother? I have a feeling, deep down, I won’t live long enough. Will I want to live long enough? An empty feeling while looking […]
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As happens every year… today the prompt didn’t work for me. So I went through the prompts that I have in my folder. the one that I chose was Nostalgia hit me from the November prompts by Nyx blue poetry
So I am trying to get the week scheduled… and I accidentally put the Tuesday post on published first. It got scheduled but it was live for a few seconds.
So I am appreciative of your patience with my derp.