Ret’s Legend – P.S. Lorcan

While in Asheville

P.S. Lorcan July 30, 2025 July 30, 2025 Letters / Riffs & Poetry / Short Stacks / Whatnot

There’s the remnant of an old mill in Weaverville a stone’s throw from the park…

P.S. Lorcan July 28, 2025 July 28, 2025 Riffs & Poetry / Whatnot

Catchin’ outta Cancatchasee
Ramblin’ on ’bout eternity
Hobo #23 comin’ down the tracks at me

P.S. Lorcan July 22, 2025 July 23, 2025 Back Porch / Back Room / Letters / Short Stacks / Whatnot

Roadtrip anyone?

P.S. Lorcan June 17, 2025 July 10, 2025 Back Porch / Back Room / Letters / Riffs & Poetry / Short Stacks / Whatnot

Four & a quarter lightyears heart to heart
We’ve never been so close apart

P.S. Lorcan June 11, 2025 July 23, 2025 Back Porch / Back Room / Short Stacks / Whatnot

Long Live The Queen!

P.S. Lorcan April 24, 2025 April 24, 2025 Back Porch / Letters / Riffs & Poetry / Short Stacks / Whatnot

Some lyrics in search of a bass line at the Nutjobbers’ Ball.

P.S. Lorcan February 11, 2025 February 11, 2025 Letters / Short Stacks / Whatnot

Musie, Stop it! Thank you, but stop it, please. That’s more than enough reading for me.

P.S. Lorcan January 23, 2025 January 23, 2025 Letters / Riffs & Poetry / Whatnot

Musie, We’re babysitting again! Listen to these Titan children drone.

P.S. Lorcan January 14, 2025 January 14, 2025 Back Porch / Riffs & Poetry

Caution: Hairy Haiku

P.S. Lorcan January 5, 2025 January 8, 2025 Back Porch / Riffs & Poetry / Short Stacks / Whatnot

The saucers in Nia’s tea set are covered in little dragonfly nets.