Throwback Friday, Street Art, The Other Half, by Ivor Steven

Today's "Throwback" article was originally posted in September 2018 The featured Image above, was after I’d walk around the city centre of Geelong taking all of these photos,.. I had to have refreshments, and the best place seemed to be Pistol Pete’s Blues Bar, with loud music, tasty food and a cold beer or two. … Continue reading Throwback Friday, Street Art, The Other Half, by Ivor Steven

Throwback Friday – Goings on – Eugenia

Mary, Mary, quite contrary How does your garden grow? Ah, to shed a tear for fear the silver bells, cockle shells, and pretty maids disappeared. souls from whence they came play hide and seek, their spirit once a being amid black roses forever lost and never found. crows on the wire, what they saw the … Continue reading Throwback Friday – Goings on – Eugenia

Throwback Friday – The coffee is always on – Eugenia

a misplaced comma, in the scheme of things, can be self-fulfilling imperfection defines individuality. the ebbing of sufficient expression survives only in a soda pop world. best to practice a left arched eyebrow attitude and stop blaming destiny for misdeeds. the concept of our behavior is heavily influenced by our perception of the way others … Continue reading Throwback Friday – The coffee is always on – Eugenia

Throwback Friday – Longing – Eugenia

come morning mother earth awakened from slumber to a sun-kissed day the ambered warmth entice scented blossoms to softly caress the air as dew glistens where trees dare to shadow a dream-spun fairytale fashioned like a masterpiece it comes to question will penning down words capture nature’s marvel -Eugenia original published May 3, 2022 A … Continue reading Throwback Friday – Longing – Eugenia

Throwback Friday – Forlorn – Eugenia

a flickering candle seduced dancing shadows that menace the moonlight upon cracked-plaster walls, a community of spidery abodes, their silken threads glimmer as the night moves. this old house creaks, its grand days succumbed to the harshness of yesteryear. faded photos silenced bear witness to graying shades of existence. no matter the season, I reminisce … Continue reading Throwback Friday – Forlorn – Eugenia