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My Love Affair with Music – Londonderry Aire

April 16, 2021April 16, 2021 Steve Lytle 1 Comment music, Poetry, Story, English, Lyrics, Classical Music, ballad, folk song, Scottish, Irish, Barbara Allen, Loch Lomond, The Fields of Athenry, Londonderry Aire, Danny Boy, Northern Ireland, Commonwealth Games, Kentucky, Dottie Rambo, Tears Will Never Stain the Streets of That City, If That Isn't Love, I Go to the Rock, We Shall Behold Him, Sandy Patty, He Looked Beyond My Fault, I Cannot Tell Why the Angels Worship, William Young Fullerton, Charles Spurgeon

My 70-year love affair with music intrigues and fascinates me. I’ve asked myself many times how to explain my fascination with music and lyrics. I only know that that ballads resonate with me and always have.

Literature The Five

A Celebration of National Book Lovers Day

August 9, 2019August 9, 2019 Phill Lytle, Ben Plunkett, Gowdy Cannon, Nathan Patton and Steve Lytle 1 Comment Romance, Poetry, Reading, Science Fiction, Truth, J.R.R. Tolkien, Robert Picirilli, Tragedy, F. Leroy Forlines, Audiobooks, Fantasy, Biographies, C.S. Lewis, The Chronicles of Narnia, Reading Aloud, Ecclesiastes, National Book Lovers Day, Adventure, Ray Bradbury, Agatha Christie, Jane Austin, Malcolm Gladwell, Charles Dickens, Charles Portis, Douglas Adams, James Joyce, A Tale of Two Cities, The Pilgrim's Progress, Uncle Tom's Cabin, Mein Kampf, Influence, Prose, Inspiration, Thomas Paine, Common Sense, Henry and the Chalk Dragon, John F. Kennedy

Here then is our ode to this singular creation. Here, is our celebration of books and all who love them. Happy Book Lovers Day from Rambling Ever On!

Original Work Poetry

Did We Drink Weak Tea?

July 15, 2019July 16, 2019 Ben Plunkett 6 Comments Poetry, Poem

It is so easy to be deceived by eloquence, passionate speech, and dynamic personality. In the presence of such things, it is so easy to forget what is really right and true.

The Five Original Work Poetry

This All Too Brief Season

June 14, 2019June 14, 2019 Ben Plunkett 3 Comments Poetry, Heaven, mortality

The season that is this life will one come to a final autumn. Yet, there is another season that comes after that will be eternal. Are you prepared for that one?