Tuesday, June 29, 2010

The Tavern of Distant Dreams

They laughed and played...
while cards fell and the beer flowed...
others gazed at their dreams turning to dust...
stale as bread...

" I once was a young strapping lad!" they would boast...


"but if you ask me," said the bartender...


"it was the music I loved the most..."




2 comments:

  1. Some of your blogs make me laugh...I'm thinking now where in the world did he come up with this? You're a funny man dear cousin!

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  2. Dude, I love that old bar! Your photos make it look so much cooler than it probably is tho, hahaha! I'm glad someone held onto that old gem. Memories indeed. Wow, this is inspiring to me. If it weren't 1 in the morning I'd head straight to the drawing table and sketch something right now. =D

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