The Haunting of the Lady with a Flower in her Hair...

It visits at moments least expected.
when it does, It leaves a lingering after-taste.
so difficult to describe
when Nostalgia pays a visit.

sitting in a deserted office
on a saturday, completing a report.
for solace, i have bing crosby,
for company, count basie. nice

and then It came. billie holiday
came. It came. hair stood.
something inside clicked and
it took only a moment to
travel back to year afore.
so difficult to describe.

billie holiday. my first queen,
my virgin recording, the origins
of my music.

so
hard
to describe. rare.
just had to write about it.

Uncle T