R.I.P. Cheyenne Diner |
Below, some links to the closed-as-of-yesterday Cheyenne Diner (lease lost for condo development). I’m beyond bummed - had some romantic, old-timey rendez-vous moments there...http://www. nyc-ar... Posted by DeeAnne Gorman musing on Mon, 07 Apr 2008 12:46:00 PST |
CHITTY CHITTY BANG BANG |
A Post-Idiotarod Post Script: This morning, an empty, abandoned shopping cart was on the sidewalk just outside the front door of my apartment building in Astoria, pointed in my direction, watching me ... Posted by DeeAnne Gorman musing on Wed, 30 Jan 2008 07:04:00 PST |
YUCATAN |
There is a radio station break every day at noon
for "Ave Maria"
while I feel I fly at 120 kilometers per hour(slow for local drivers)
in a rented car automatic of course
across this Mexican Peni... Posted by DeeAnne Gorman musing on Sun, 16 Dec 2007 03:01:00 PST |
FALL |
Is there a time limit on staying in love perhaps seven to ten years? And might some  ... Posted by DeeAnne Gorman musing on Wed, 31 Oct 2007 08:31:00 PST |
CLOUDBUSTING (for my father) |
I still dream of Orgonon;I wake up crying.You're making rain,And you're just in reach,When you and sleep escape me.You're like my yo-yoThat glowed in the dark.What made it special,Made it dangerous?So... Posted by DeeAnne Gorman musing on Sat, 18 Aug 2007 01:05:00 PST |
DEPENDING ON THE LIGHT... |
my eyes could begreenishyou told me post peach tea treatas red poppiesbouncedfrom your navy shirtto my hazel eyesand into a sun settingthrough buildings and branchesover a park some mightHerald a Squa... Posted by DeeAnne Gorman musing on Wed, 05 Sep 2007 02:20:00 PST |
JAZZ |
Liberated
Finally taking little liberties
with the rhythm
from the lines
and the exactitudes
of what a genius wrote
and this non-genius
is interpreting
(not just trying to get through)
Flying
spirit p... Posted by DeeAnne Gorman musing on Fri, 10 Aug 2007 09:26:00 PST |