Collecting Dolls

This post is for all the doll collectors in the world.  I must admit, I always look at dolls, but it's not my thing. Yes, they are pretty and sweet and the dresses and hair are beautiful, but I want to look at cars and junk art rather than dolls. Call me callus or insensitive, but that's just me.

I did however, find a couple of little dollies that I wanted to share.

Did I say little? 

That's a regular side table and dresser there! This little girl stood a good three feet tall!

Another sister was standing to one side.

I asked: 'Could I please take your photo today?"

I thought I heard a small baby chuckle. I whirled! But no movement!

Your ears are playing tricks on you! I scolded myself!

The beautiful brunette stood watching over her sisters. All stony and certainly silent. Just a doll I said. 

Once more, I turned to the lovely blonde lass and chastised myself!

'You're seeing things that aren't there old girl!' I said!

                                 .....Then oh! What was that?

Is she staring through your soul too?

I ran!

The Music Man

My Dick used to play guitar in a band when he was a strapping, young man. Raising his son and life in general just got in the way and he gave it up. 

He is not alone.... 

Our hopes, our dreams get discarded along the way for what ever reason.... lack of money.... lack of time... lack of support...


This is dedicated to one of my love's dreams.


You see, we got it back for him.


Welcome to our life:

Fine strands of metal sing a mournful blues note

Her shoulders carry the weight of the world, 

strong, yet sensual to the touch

Bound by the strength of a master builder

Melodies carried high and low

His romance of the strings begins anew 

                                     

She awaits his next caress