douglas brent smith

did i ever tell you that any of that                 mattered or that        holding out hope is what i do best? with your barely open gates closing and your once flirtatious musing silenced you look at me           differently and see another friend                   ending this dance           again ending this           dance again           But, didn't you tell me that you don't dance? -- doug smith

FRL Office in Longmont

What if every secret was a lie? -- doug smith

Take joy on those parts of the past that bring you joy and let go of those that do not. -- doug smith

Do You Think This is Up to Code?

Bedroom Lamp and Light

Don't call it love if you don't go the distance. -- douglas brent smith

Let's Pretend (c) 2018 douglas brent smith

"The Trill Is On" Collage by Douglas Brent Smith 8 1/2 x 11" (c) 2018 Douglas Brent Smith Created in Newtown, PA

Twice Around The Pass (c) 2018 Douglas Brent Smith Created 30 March 2018 in Newtown, PA You may use this image as an illustration and for your own personal use as well as for sharing but please do not duplicate it to sell in any manner. Please notate is using the original tagging; image by douglas brent smith, (c) 2018

Mp3 Audio Mp4 "video" The Mad Again               (apologies to Lewis Carol) Lyrics by Harley Halpern, Music by Doug Smith   ‘Twas Grunin and the P.A.A. Did grumble on the stage; All gloomy was the stage crew,   And the Mad Again outraged.   Beware the Wilson Mark my son, The steely stare the haughty frown, And beware the Young Milk Shell And don’t eat lunch when they’re around.  You shouldn’t fool with the master crew And make them feel upstaged It’s bound to cost you once you’ve got the Mad Again outraged The Mad Again, The Mad Again, The Mad Again outraged The Mad Again, The Mad Again, The Mad Again outraged He took his crescent wrench in hand, And focused lights, and mopped the floor, He set up chairs and music stands, Then opened the stage door.  And there behind the door he saw The Wilson Mark as dark as night Battling the Young Milk Shell He ne...

At Table Indulgence - photo by doug smith

Under the Hood I wanted to be a gear-head. I just never had the tools or the chops for it. But cars have always been fun and I've usually been a Chevy guy. Oh, I've wandered into lots of interesting cars and owned a few. What was your first car? Did you name it? This 1966 Chevy Impala SuperSport was my first car. I'm sure that I paid too much for it because I paid what the guy was asking. I didn't know any better and I really wanted that car. It was fast. It was sporty. And, gasp - it had an 8-track stereo. You have to imagine the joys of listening to "Dark Side of The Moon" on an 8-track that had to fade-out and click-thru to the next track even if the song wasn't finished. Not the medium for Pink Floyd, that's for sure. But Elton John and Rod Stewart and Jeff Beck sounded just great, tooling down the road. I've had other great cars, too: 1966 Volkswagen Beetle (this was my dad's but he was willing to trade cars wh...