"A blog is to a writer what a canvas is to an artist." ~ Colleen Redman

I Reckon it was a Good Night Dancing to Dead Reckoning

Even under the influence of ibuprofun for an out-of-whack knee.

It was worth the price of admission to dance and sing along with Brown-eyed Women and Red Grenadine and other songs with friends.

And see Bobby Weir’s smiling face up in lights.

The Sun will shine in my back door someday. March winds will blow all my troubles away…

February 14th, 2026 colleen Posted in Where I Live

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  • 1 Helen:
    February 14th, 2026 1:56 pm

    Colleen, I love reading your poems ~ when you include music and great images, my joy quotient rises exponentially. Cheers to you on this Day meant for Love.

  • 2 colleen:
    February 14th, 2026 2:00 pm

    Thank you, Helen. I always love your visits and have always loved your bright light attitude.

  • 3 Sherry:
    February 14th, 2026 6:20 pm

    Great post ! Lucky you to go out dancing in the weekends.

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