The Alley Or The Busy City Street?

September 14th, 2022 by DustyLoft No comments »

The ride through the alley is peaceful. I enjoy the scenery. I enjoy having the whole alley to myself. The alley’s almost always empty, with the feel of a scenic route. I don’t have to deal with cars or stop light. There’s an allure to taking the alley, almost like I’m doing something I’m not supposed to, something society frowns upon.

I like to think I’m a people person. I like being around people. I like people around me. There’s always people throughout the city streets. I enjoy curb hopping, views of the city, looking through display windows, stopping at a local windowsill café for a Café con Leche, drinking the coffee while I sit on my bike, watching the hustle and bustle of the city. I like hearing and seeing buses pass. I like the option of taking a bus. I like navigating around the bus stops. The ride is more exhilarating.

Today, I have a sandwich and drink. Finding an out of the way place to eat within the alley is easier. Sitting and eating in the peaceful environment of the alley feels more enjoyable today. I’m not feeling very social. I feel like keeping to myself, eating without anyone around. The privacy of the alley is a benefit.

I think I’ll take the alley. At worst, I could navigate to the city street if I decide I’d rather ride through the city streets.

 
 

Written by George Farina: GeorgeFarina.net

She’s Been Walking All Night

September 14th, 2022 by DustyLoft No comments »

She’s been walking all night, late in the day, mile after mile. The streets don’t end. Hungry, malnourished, the sun beats down, dehydration sets in.

Muscles frail and tight, she lifts her legs with all her might. She’s been used all her life, alone and delirious, she struggles within.

Days turned to dusks. Dusks turned to nights. Nights turned to dawns. Dawns turned to days. Winters to Springs, Springs to Summers. Summers to Falls. Falls to Winters. In rapid succession. Life goes by much quicker on the streets. Yet the pain feels much slower, physically and mentally.

Shivering in the winter. Sweating in the summer. Soaked when rain falls. Dehydrated from the sun. Thankless Thanksgivings. Giftless Christmases. Cement beds to sleep.

The streets turned her much harsher, much quicker. Her health deteriorated much quicker. Many friends came and went. Her family didn’t ever exist.

A bus bench is ahead. A few minutes later, she takes a seat. Late at night, all alone. Her eyes close. Her body slides down the bench to the seat. She falls asleep.

 
 

Written by George Farina: GeorgeFarina.net

Writing, Thoughts 2022 V2

September 14th, 2022 by DustyLoft No comments »
Writing, Thoughts 2022 V2

Closed vintage industrial brick factories, vintage boxing gyms, windowsills, windowsill caffes. A lot of things go unsaid. Speaking the truth, speaking against society sometimes has worse consequences than telling a lie. Deception, lies, human’s showing their ugliest side. Critical mass bicycle rides. Watcha ya doing? Doing good things. Eggnog Christmas morning. There’s usually a solution. Let’s get things situated. What’s your story? Steam whistles from a pot of water boiling atop an antique wood stove. Restless in bed, rain falls rapidly. Bikes, Buses, Beaches, Boardwalks, Books and Baseball, Writing and Riding. A bird sits high above chirping upon a branch. Denim Jackets, Leather Jackets, Leather Couches, Pedestrian only streets.

 
  Written by George Farina, www.GeorgeFarina.net

 

Written by George Farina: GeorgeFarina.net

The Power Of Words

September 14th, 2022 by DustyLoft No comments »
The Power Of Words

Words describe, explain, express, convey. Words tell stories. Words bring joy and sorrow. Words come in all sizes, shapes and forms. Caring, thoughtful, honest and kind. Anger scathing, anguish and rude. Written from feelings, derived from life. Some written with desperation. Others with love. Words put what’s on the inside out. Thoughts, feelings, ideas and notes. Some words are written not to forget. Some with regret. Some with joy. Some words are jumbled, written under stress. Some to vent. Others to teach. Books are written, stories are told. Days are described. In a journal they go. Some go live, in a blog or newspaper. Some written to deceive, written with malice and anger. Some written from being deceived, written from pain within. Some written with passion, showing a person’s deepest feelings within.

 
  Written by George Farina, www.GeorgeFarina.net

 
 

Written by George Farina: GeorgeFarina.net

Simple Enjoyable Things 2022 V2

September 14th, 2022 by DustyLoft No comments »
Good Things, Enjoyable Things 2022 V2

Sleeping in, Snuggling, Midnight Snacks, Homemade Pizza, Brick Oven Pizza’s, Exuberance, Honesty, Gardens, Rooftop Gardens, Urban Gardens, Patio Gardens, Sun Rises, Sun Sets, Amusement Parks, Peace, Freedom, Inspiration, Swag, Uniqueness, Kindness, God, Prayers, Invigorating Conversations, Public Transportation, Tag Sales, Book Fairs, Early Morning Mist. A bike ride at night, through a quiet neighborhood, during Christmas time, enjoying the views of Christmas lights. Slowly drifting down a slightly steep hill. Giving a gift. Receiving a gift. Reading a good book. A kiss. Internet Caffe’s. Fitness Festivals. Diversity, Culture, Unique Cultures. A cool breeze during a warm day. Live music. Smiling from the inside. Browsing through the magazines of a magazine stand. Watching a favorite tv show from years past, the image quality is average at best, yet the show is as good as the memories previously instilled.

 
  Written by George Farina, www.GeorgeFarina.net

 
 

Written by George Farina: GeorgeFarina.net

The Fair: A Whimsical Atmosphere

September 14th, 2022 by DustyLoft No comments »
Ode To The Fair

A place where Christmas lights flash during Spring Summer and Fall. Scents of tasty food fill the air, for miles and miles. Fried Dough is served for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Ice Cream parlors are found at almost every corner. People of all ages play games, ride rides, all day, deep into the night. Music, laughing, amusements, and thrills only add to the whimsical atmosphere.

There’s more to the allure, Tractor Pulls, Bumper Cars, Traipse Artist, Art Exhibits, Petting Zoos and Clowns. They’re found all over the world: Fairs, Expos, Carnivals, and Amusement parks. They move from town to town, city to city. You’ll have to be quick. Don’t miss out. They only last a jiff.

 
  Written by George Farina, www.GeorgeFarina.net

 
 

Written by George Farina: GeorgeFarina.net

1990’s, Computers, Internet, The World Wide Web

September 14th, 2022 by DustyLoft No comments »
1990’s Internet

GNN (Global Network Navigator), AOL, 50 Hours Of Free AOL CD’s, Kewl, BRB, WebTV, Netscape Navigator, Altavista, IM’s, AIM, IRC, Serial Ports, Members.Aol.com, CompuServe, Slingo, Lotus 1,2,3. Dot Matrix Printers, PS2, Windows 3.1, MS Dos, WordPerfect, Usenet, Guestbooks, Webrings, You’ve Got Mail, 14.4K Modems, 56K Modems, Dial Up Connections, Tube Monitors, Basic, Cassette Tape Storage Drives, Iwon, Geocities, Fortune City, TechTV, Screen Savers, The Food Map, Million Dollar Homepage, Pentium, Pentium II Computer Chips, Voice Synthesizers, 5 ½ Floppy Disks, 3 ¼ Floppy Disks, Web Rings,
Guest Books

 
  Written by George Farina, www.GeorgeFarina.net

 
 

Written by George Farina: GeorgeFarina.net

Baseball 2022 V2

September 14th, 2022 by DustyLoft No comments »
Baseball 2022

Double Deck, The On Deck Circle, Warm Up Swings, Stepping To The Plate, Batter Up! Digging In, Opposite Field Hits, Bloopers, Line Drives, Doubles To The Gap, Baltimore Chops, Short Hops, The Scoop, The Off Balance Throw, You’re Out!

A Swooping Curve. The swing. Whiff! Ring Um Up, Sit Um Down. The Steal, The Pitch Out, The Throw, See Ya, Caught Stealing.

The Hidden Ball Trick, The Lead, Fooled! The Long, Slow Walk To The Doug Out.

Deep To Right, Off The Wall, Hustling Around Second, The Throw, The Slide, The Tag, The Call, Safe! Arguing The Call, You’re Outta Here!

Swinging For The Fences. Deep to Right. Is It Deep Enough? Is It Far Enough? Is It High Enough? Going, Going, Gone! It’s Outta Here! Upper Deck Home Run! Cheers. The Curtin Call. The Bow.

Bunts, Pickles, Over The Shoulder Catches, Double Plays, Infield Flies, Fielders Choices. A Diving Stop! He’s Up, The Throw, Gottem By A Half Step!

The Wind Got A Hold Of That Ball. Does It Have The Distance? The Fielder’s Back, At The Warning Track, At The Wall, The Leap! Does He Have It? Robbed!

MVP’s, Triple Crown Winners, 20 Game Winners, 1st Draft Picks. Rosters, Trades, Free Agents, Drafts. The Call Up To The Majors, Rookie Day Views. Statisticians, The Stats, Extra Base Hits, WOR, Strike Outs, Home Runs.

Wild Pitches, Lob Pitches, Intentional Walks, Closers, The Call To The Bullpen, The Bench, Pinch Hitters, DH’s, Slumps, Hitting Streaks, Dome Stadiums, Double Headers, Extra-Inning Games, Interleague Play, The Score Card, 1 Run Games, No Hitters, The 27th Out, Standing Ovations

 
  Written by George Farina, www.GeorgeFarina.net

 
 

Written by George Farina: GeorgeFarina.net

She Dances Alone

September 14th, 2022 by DustyLoft No comments »
She Dances Alone

Wearing skintight jeans and Wayfarers, without a smile or frown, in the middle of the dance floor, she dances alone.
Bodies all around. Sounds, flashing lights.
In the middle of the dance floor she dances alone.
Spotlights, horns sound, base pounds.
Two records spin. Noise everywhere. Yet not a sound.

 
Wearing skintight jeans and Wayfarers, without a smile or frown, in the middle of the dance floor, she dances alone.
Bodies all around. Sounds, flashing lights.
In the middle of the dance floor she dances alone.
Spotlights, horns sound, base pounds.
Two records spin. Noise everywhere. Yet not a sound.

 
  Written by George Farina, www.GeorgeFarina.net

 
 

Written by George Farina: GeorgeFarina.net

I Don’t Remember Her Name

September 14th, 2022 by DustyLoft No comments »
I Don’t Remember Her Name

I don’t remember her name, just a night of excite, delight.
Spirited conversations, kind thoughts.
Flirtatious smiles, Soothing scents.
Steam filled the air. Intimacy, Temptation.
I don’t remember her name, just a night of excite, delight.

Spirited conversations, kind thoughts.
Flirtatious smiles, Soothing scents.
Steam filled the air. Intimacy, Temptation.
I don’t remember her name, just a night of excite, delight.

 
  Written by George Farina, www.GeorgeFarina.net

 
 

Written by George Farina: GeorgeFarina.net