Windchill Steak House from Hell. Love it. Damn, that is hot, and it’s oppressive. Love this;))

Brilliantly penned, PAR. Excellent write my friend, simply amazing as always. You never disappoint brother. Appreciate you.

Damian

Several great visuals included within this write, makes it NYC size. I love the details.
Living in central Florida, I get the heat/humidity double whammy. But, theres always some water nearby if I wanna cool off. I guess thats a plus. LOL

The details & description you create in this poem makes me feel as though I’m there. Magnificent!

Thanks, my dear, big kiss for you.

Beautifully penned, Brenda. Amazing write my friend, you’ve been on a roll lately. Appreciate you.

Damian

thank you beautiful poetess for such a lovely comment 💕

Yes with a lot of joy in the proess. 🙂

Aww, this gives me a sense of retaliation. This is a lovely write. I did get lost in it.

Thank you for your supportive words, Fia. (And for all of your work on this site.)

hi dearest Thomas I loved those days too…I can’t play an instrument or sing but I can write lyrics…I wish I could hear them done this way with a real band ramble on dear poet 💕

Thank you.

Beautifully penned, Thomas. Analog recordings had life to them, that’s for sure my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Yes, the music world has certainly changed with the aid of computers that drain the soul out of a song. I still break out the records, I have to. “Todays music ain’t got the same soul.”

You’re right! There’s an ambience that come with the music. Not just sound, but smells & textures & something bigger. Fantastic journey back…

Thank you so much. I agree.