Gets maples: Gets maples
(a poem in prose)
Gets the maples,
Will fall from the sky, the stars.
In the void,
In the middle of autumn,
Will beat the hoof
He is ready to go
Back in June.
Or on another planet.
Or to live in an ordinary apartment,
As a Ghost.
And listen to the dark evenings
First Real Blog Post: Alright. I finally figured out how to do this blog thingy-majiggy. Actually, yes, I already know how to do Word Press and Blogger. I guess SoundClick's blog system thing is just different. I also only spend a few minutes on here everyday either checking stats or listening to other great artists on here.
Anyway, on with some actual blogging.
I guess success in any form is something I really do not expect. This is particularly so when it comes to music. I looked back on a posting I made in another blog of mine which says that I posted my music. I joined here on about April 11th. I ...