Letting Go (#poem)

Letting go of the old
Making room for the new
Planning escape isn’t easy
Trapped in a tin can room
And the choices are so few

She flies to Vegas on business
The desert reminder is eerie
Of the past she left behind
The emptiness leaves her bleary
Looking back is so very weary

They say it’s the darkest before the dawn
Multi-color hues paint the morning sky
To capture a moment of sheer beauty
My tools are mere words, and, yet I try
Of this I cannot lie

 

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Upside Down (#poem)

Spinning, spinning round and round
How did life turn upside down?

I was sipping my coffee in Vegas
Writing songs in my studio office
A cat in my lap, two at my feet
Life was looking pretty darn sweet

Spinning, spinning, round and round
How did life turn upside down?

The desert night whispered my name
Come, seek fortune and fame
From town to town, I sang and played
Audiences loved me unafraid

Spinning, spinning, round and round
How did life turn upside down?

I met a man who was a stranger
Loving him was the danger
Playing games ‘what if’ and ‘if only’
The radio played “Only the Lonely”

Spinning, spinning, round and round
How did life turn upside down?

Lovers and other strangers
Don masks for the masquerade
Protect your heart, road rangers
Keep your heart unscathed

Spinning, spinning, round and round
How did life turn upside down?

Lucky Stryker’s Guide to Wine and Men

“I can tell what kind of man he is by the wine he drinks.” – Lucky Stryker

bookmarkInternational Wine Sales Rep Lucky Stryker believes she can tell what kind of man he is by the kind of wine he drinks.

Italian: Sexy (40 percent) and stylish (37 percent)

French: Pretentious (76 percent) and high-maintenance (65 percent)

Mimosa: Metrosexuals, secure in their manhood.

And she’s had plenty of experience, traveling the globe in search of the perfect wine and the perfect man. But, for some reason, she ends up alone.

Now traveling that slippery slope that starts at 35 and ends with 40, she’s in Las Vegas to close the door on her last business deal, and to open the door to a new life and love. And with each chapter she analyzes the wine or drink and how it relates to men…

From the back book cover of THE TOM JONES CLUB:

31dc4-tjc_cover_300International wine director Lucky Stryker, the “Lucky Lady,” is lucky in the boardroom, but unlucky in love. But the last thing she expects is to land in the arms of a cowboy during the Tom Jones Club convention. A hot week with a cowboy in Las Vegas is one thing—eternity is another.

Fearing that any woman he gets involved with will leave him–the way his mother left his father–Eric Blake chooses women who are guaranteed to fulfill that prophecy. And Lucky Stryker is no exception. 

When Lady Luck throws the red hot dice, Lucky and Eric cash in on a red hot sizzling romance. So when their pasts catch up to them, and neither is who they appear to be, they are forced to answer these questions, “Can their hearts keep the promises their bodies have been making?” and “Will they finally get lucky in love?”

Read Lucky Stryker’s Map of Vegas

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