About Adagio


Just a guy who enjoys life and good people. Writing has given me an outlet to express myself. Born in the deep south. That is where my roots are and I have a fondness for books.

I own a small bookshop with a coffee shop. And I enjoy collaborations and discussing ideas. At times I tread the dark side.

I spent twelve years in the USMC. Also at one time owned a chain of video shops. I sold them all before the roof caved in.

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23 Aug 2019 09:40
Books, NCAA basketball
Favorite Books:
Treasure Island
Favorite Authors:
Too many to list.
Favorite Movies:
The John Adams series.
Favourite TV Shows:
Mostly news-oriented
Favorite Music:
Progressive jazz and raw blues.


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05 Dec 2018
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The Modern Jazz Quartet, (MJQ).

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Root Beer

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Jason Matthews

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spinning axis

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Humid here is marsh but I would have it no other way.

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humid air

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Posted: 30 Jul 2019 08:24

Coffee inspires me to tinkle.

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Down memory lane in dreams, keeping an eye out for as I tossed and turned, insomnia knocking at my door with eyes of my Eleanor and tears of ninety-four as if it were yesterday she slipped away from my arms Forevermore now beneath the ground's floor   but soon the lords of Thor will spore my bones that I might rest with my Eleanor playing leapfrog in my mind's fog As the spirits of winter...

Added 23 Aug 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 0 | Avg Score 0 | Views 9

Fawning Twine

With a rose of twining vine about your spirit shining and memories of trellises with petals of gold and thorns of a kind, a scent so bold you are as beautiful as a flower With the dew of the dawn of the morning's fawning ravishing pine green eyes whispering echoes with thimbles of combs in your hair lusting I want to be with you forever As soft as the leaves in the cup my tea a distant...

Added 21 Aug 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 0 | Avg Score 0 | Views 41

The Arbor's Gate

The night had hung a full moon over the arbor's gate as the shadows migrate beneath trellises of wild roses  and I saw an angel in my dreams as granny sang me lullabies as her tears flowed over empty teacups and her cuddle-ups  the night grandpa didn't come home but an angel danced in soft shoes  in a plate of grits and red-eye gravy as night hung a full moon over the arbor's gate...

Added 18 Aug 2019 | Category Musings | Votes 0 | Avg Score 0 | Views 69

Jesus Loves Me

Song my granny sang to me Jesus loves me! This I know Now I can't understand the words I hear on the radio Peanuts cost a nickel And a tickle made me laugh Now on TV people are shot in streets But! What happened to the rabbit ears? Elvis was king and Hank was Hank But who in the hell is P. Diddy Or Snoop Dog? My dog was named Jim People can't afford to eat But they can get tattoos And...

Added 16 Aug 2019 | Category Memoirs | Votes 3 | Avg Score 5 | Views 102 | 3 Comments

Poinsettia Moon

Intoxication with perfumery in a chapel of webs memories like a dark poinsettia moon and whispers at twilight   Before the edge of dawn as your breath awakes me with the snow of pollen and a ghostly kiss Intoxicated with perfumery as the willows bend low in an arabesque of our love in a chapel of webs memories Like a dark poinsettia moon on a quiet pond of loons echoing the past coming...

Added 13 Aug 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 1 | Avg Score 5 | Views 97 | 1 Comment

Land Over

Drift by my window with an autumn's breeze a zephyr at the tail of midnight blue like a Stradivarius fined tuned shrouded in a cloud of mystical dew from the swing of the moon   Dripping a valance from your lips on a staircase of our love a balustrade of from above as God saves the oboes oboes of silence as we kiss Freestone from the vines the peach zest of our cider in the ambrosia of...

Added 11 Aug 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 0 | Avg Score 0 | Views 105

Puppy Dog Tongue

At dusk twilight and the sun crowns over the horizon of yesterday's song. I will remember the days of September when granny served blackeye peas and cornbread. Prayers were said and my puppy dog slurped with a puppy dog tongue. Vic Damone gave granny the vapors and Jim Nabors was on TV. Constipation was in, the chits were out at the old ball game. Cracker Jacks had a prize. Grandpa worked...

Added 06 Aug 2019 | Category Musings | Votes 1 | Avg Score 5 | Views 162 | 1 Comment

Viranda Of A Rickshaw

With a brush of a zephyr, I kiss in a copse of the willow's well   beholding your body and soul with Saki's aphrodisiac   With footprints on a lily pad in a pond of golden koi with ripples of echoes expressing our love As the autumn moon dance and you with a lotus in your hair the fireflies in lanterns wink from the viranda of a rickshaw   Feeling the warmth of the hibachi in a copse of...

Added 04 Aug 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 168 | 2 Comments

Prince Of Rings

She calls me her laureate in my dreams Although distant, I feel her pulse As I whisper a prayer of evergreens With a tear dripping from the candlelight Like a star of emerald from her beautiful eyes Glowing like a halo of harps and strings. She calls me her laureate and Prince of Rings And as the dawn open its wings With a song of love, my maiden fair In my glorious vision of daylight...

Added 01 Aug 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 2 | Avg Score 5 | Views 186 | 3 Comments

Widow's Dew

Weeping of the widow's dew of imagery in my mind a dark night just in spite as a breath of death flew Beneath the stone, I sleep feeling worms quadrille bound joy in my spell this virgin child of Hell Without a gospel or prayer on a long trail of despair beyond the veil to this forsaken soil And no marrow in my bones as my eyes of blue pale of cataracts and webs this virgin child of Hell...

Added 30 Jul 2019 | Category Poetry | Votes 4 | Avg Score 5 | Views 218 | 2 Comments

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