Deep Sunset in Destin, Florida

Looking west, out over Choctawhatchee Bay.

Wringing out the last bit of day.

Kathy Mattea

Another singer I like.

"A Few Good Things Remain"

Used Poem VI

    Requiem for a Mind

Hands trembling hold the chair
Across her forehead knots of hair
Concealed her dying brain within,
Each tiny cell a requiem.

The vigorous spark of life no more.
Each dendron slack, still, a silent door;
Behind the curve of cranial bone
Knowledge lies without a home

The mind that once directed one,
Decisive action planned and done,
Now thrash in ragged disarray
To dull her glance with sad dismay.

This central power, this wondrous map
Of buzzing chemistry and magnetic zap
Will die and so, too, end all her confusion.
Her life gone, so then that mind’s occlusion.

DNJ

Don Williams

"Good Ole Boys Like Me"

This song pretty well "nails it" for many of us growing up in the '50s — in the South.

Korean Car Ad — Funny