Hollywood Ways - the book

My book is out.

Way out.

Somewhere out behind the old barn when I was a kid.

Our barn, the neighbors barn. We had barns all over. 

In the 1950's we got a new thing, television.

That box inspired and got me going.

My book is my story

A young man goes to Hollywood with a dream in the 70's;

up and down and up again...and gets along.

Hollywood Ways by Jack Sender - 4 bucks...Merry Christmas.

rest calmly, night

rest calmly night

 

no wind, yet the sea moves 

on slow long breathes in and out;

respiring a sweeping rush of shore pebbles.

folding waters cause an occasional boom on the shore.

the near full moon reflecting

white sparkles in the sea

throws scattered far reaching points of light,

in the nearly-still envelope of evening.

 

how you do it swell.

evening, you're a sweet song

i know you mean well,

i can tell by how you've done.