A London Laugh

A London laugh, a sunlit street, Where old and new architecturally meet. She strides along, a pink-clad gleam, A modern girl, living a vivid dream. Sunglasses hide, yet joy shines through, A cityscape of grey and blue. Towering heights, a clock's soft chime, She moves through space, suspended in time. Cobblestone path beneath her feet, A rhythm echoes, bittersweet. The laughter rings, a vibrant sound, In London's heart, her spirit is found. Brick and glass, a juxtapose, Her happiness grows, as the story shows. Each passing moment, a memory made, In this grand theatre, a role she's played. The city's pulse, a constant hum, She's one with London, never glum. A simple joy, a carefree heart, A masterpiece, a work of art. With open mouth and head up high, She walks the street beneath the sky. This London moment, pure and bright, A fleeting glimpse of pure delight.

 Red Dress

A crimson tide, a sequined gleam, A woman stands, a living dream. A scarlet gown, a daring slit, A hint of secrets, softly knit. Pearls cascade, a silver stream, Reflecting light, a vibrant beam. Stockings whisper, dark and sheer, Whispers of boldness, drawing near. A chaise lounge, a leopard's grace, A silent witness to this space. Blue satin heels, a vibrant hue, A confident stance, forever true. Her gaze direct, a fiery spark, A woman's strength, leaving its mark. Red lips pursed, a silent vow, A portrait painted, here and now. The sequins dance, a restless fire, Reflecting back a deep desire. A touch of vintage, a modern twist, A captivating glimpse, I can't resist. The light caresses, soft and low, A captivating and timeless show. A vision bold, a crimson queen, A moment captured, evergreen.

 Un Fold

In shadows deep, a siren sits, Eyes of silver, lips that flit. Lace whispers secrets in the air, A silent promise, a hidden snare. Hosiery gleams, a golden sheen, A glimpse of fantasies unseen. Fingers trace a silken line, A story etched, a subtle sign. Agate whispers on the wall, As secrets rise, and empires fall. The curtain hangs, a velvet shroud, Around desires, spoken loud. She pauses, caught in thought's embrace, A wistful longing on her face. The silver cuff, a shining gleam, Reflects a half-forgotten dream. Each curve a verse, each pose a rhyme, Suspended in the realm of time. A moment captured, raw and bold, A story waiting to unfold. She is the poem, unwritten yet, A tapestry of shadows met. In every gaze, a world untold, Where truth and beauty both unfold

 Summer Dress

In a dance of sunlit grace, A vision stands, time cannot erase. Her dress, a canvas, white and bold, With roses painted, stories told. A touch of mischief in her eyes, A strap that slips, a sweet surprise. Against a wall of gentle hue, A golden hour, dreams come true. Her hand upon her hip so slight, A pose of power, bathed in light. Each curve and contour, soft and free, A celebration of what can be. She twirls and sways, a floral dream, A summer's day, a vibrant gleam. In every glance, a subtle art, A portrait etched within the heart.

 Shadows Deep 2

In a room of blues and muted gold, A vision stands, a story to be told. A dress of sheerest azure, softly gleams, Reflecting light like half-forgotten dreams. Stockings climb, a shadow on the skin, Where secrets hide and fantasies begin. A glass of champagne, held with steady grace, A toast perhaps, to time and cherished space. Beside the bed, a promise lies in wait, Of silken sheets and whispers at the gate. An artwork hangs, of blooms in quiet hue, Mirroring the woman, elegant and true. The carpet swirls, a patterned, warm embrace, While she remains, the mistress of this place.

 Shadows Deep

In shadows deep, where secrets reside, A lamp's soft glow, her beauty untied. On sheets of white, a vision so rare, With silken touch, and passionate stare. A sheer dress, a whisper of light, Her form revealed, a captivating sight. Hosiery dark, a contrast so bold, A story untold, a romance to unfold. With grace and poise, she holds her ground, In this intimate space, love is found.

 Vintage Love

In a room of vintage dreams, a modern princess stands, A tiara gleaming, held gently in her hands. Two icons grace the wall, a timeless, silver screen, While in her grasp, a plush pig, a whimsical, soft scene. Her gaze, a blend of mischief and a heart so pure, With lashes long, a siren's call, a sweet allure. The overalls suggest a playful, casual ease, Yet crowned she is, a queen among the trees. Is she lost in reverie, a world of make-believe, Where stars align, and every heart can truly weave? A romantic notion whispers on the breeze, A princess in denim, finding love and inner peace.

 Small Tiger

Behind the ivory waterfall, a tiger's mask does gleam, Emerald eyes, a verdant pool, disturbed from a sunlit dream. A blue horizon, soft and deep, a stage for paws so grand, From quiet ambush, secrets keep, a creature of the land. Stripes of earth, a whispered tale, of wilderness untamed, In nature's play, without a fail, a story framed and named. Breathless wonder, slightly shown, a silent, watchful plea, The feline heart, forever known, a wild intensity.

Inspired Verses 2

 

Inspired Verses 2

In realms of cocoa brown, a starlit night, A dress of polka dots, a joyful sight. She stands with hands akimbo, a queen's command, A whimsical presence in this painted land. White dots dance on black, a cosmic swirl, Her smile, a sunrise, chasing every whirl. Legs clad in darkness, a grounded grace, In every line and curve, a timeless space. A portrait of joy, a story untold, In patterns and posture, brave and bold. The universe whispers in the dress she wears, A dance of confidence, dismissing cares.

Inspired Verses

 

Inspired Verses

In a dress of midnight hue, Adorned with stars, a scattered few, You stand, a vision, bold and bright, A beacon burning in the night. Your smile, a sunrise, warm and true, Melts away the morning dew. With hands upon your hips you stand, A sovereign ruler of the land. Black leggings, grounding, soft and deep, Secrets that the shadows keep. A story etched in every line, Of strength, resilience, truly shine. And in your eyes, a fire gleams, A tapestry of hopeful dreams. So let us raise a glass and toast, To the woman loved and most.

Peter and Janet Meet 

Continue the story focusing on suspense and dialogue-driven mystery

I can definitely assist you in creating an intriguing murder mystery scenario for Peter and Janet to solve together! Here's one idea:

Peter and Janet attend a wedding at the lavish country estate of their old acquaintance, Richard, who has recently become engaged. Amidst the joyous celebration, they discover that Richard's fiancée has vanished without a trace. The groom is frantic with worry and requests their help in finding her.

As Peter and Janet delve deeper into the matter, they uncover a number of suspicious circumstances surrounding the disappearance. They encounter an array of peculiar individuals connected to Richard's past - from his estranged family members who blame him for the wedding being called off to a group of eccentric friends with whom he shared wild adventures as a younger man.

The two detectives must unravel these complex relationships and investigate each individual's motive before they can piece together the truth about what happened to Richard's bride-to-be. As they delve deeper into the case, Peter and Janet are put on edge by the sudden appearance of an unknown assailant who seems to be after them as well.

Will they uncover the truth behind the disappearance before it's too late? Or will they become the next victims in a web of deception and greed? Only time, and their deductive skills, will tell.

Donna and David's meeting on Tower Bridge

 Story Idea

I can offer some suggestions for creating an engaging narrative around Donna and David's meeting on Tower Bridge on a sunny May morning. 

Here are a few ideas to help you craft your story:

1) Start by introducing the setting, the iconic Tower Bridge, as well as the characters, Donna and David. Establish their individual personalities and what they hope to gain from this meeting.

2) Bring in a common interest or shared goal that brings them together on the bridge. This could be related to a project at work, a community event or even something more personal like a shared passion for urban exploration.

3) Use vivid descriptions and sensory details to set the scene and immerse your readers into their surroundings. Describe how the sun shines down on the bridge as they cross it together, the bustling city below them or even the unique scent of the air at sunrise.

4) Create tension by introducing an obstacle or challenge that the two characters must overcome in order to achieve their goal. This could be anything from a sudden downpour that drenches them as they stand on the bridge, to a disagreement or misunderstanding that threatens to tear their plans apart.

5) End your narrative with a satisfying resolution, showing how Donna and David worked together to overcome this obstacle and achieve their goal successfully. This could be through a touching moment of mutual understanding, a heart-warming act of kindness or even an inspiring moment of self-realization for one (or both) of them.

Overall, the key is to create a vivid storyline that captivates your readers and keeps them engaged as they journey alongside Donna and David on their first meeting on Tower Bridge.

Song Lyrics Love on the London Underground

 

Love on the Underground

In the London underground, where the trains never sleep,
I saw you standing there, and my heart took a leap.
We locked eyes in the tunnel, where the lights shine bright,
I knew in that moment, it was gonna be a long night.

We took the same train, to the same place,
Fate brought us together, in this crowded space.
We talked all night, about our hopes and dreams,
And with every stop, our love grew, it seems.

Chorus:
Riding the tube, with you by my side,
Feeling alive, with the city as our guide.
In the London underground, our love will reside,
Forever and always, our hearts will abide.

We got off at Leicester Square, where the city comes alive,
We walked hand in hand, under the neon lights.
The noise of the crowd, it faded away,
As we found our own world, in this busy day.

Chorus:
Riding the tube, with you by my side,
Feeling alive, with the city as our guide.
In the London underground, our love will reside,
Forever and always, our hearts will abide.

We'll take the same train, every day,
And make our way, through the London grey.
In the underground, our love will shine,
And forever be, forever mine.

You Tube Copyright AI

You Tube Copyright AI

If you've been following this blog for a while, you might know that I have a YouTube channel where I publish my music tracks. As of May 2025, there are over 1,000 tracks available.

All the tracks use copyright-free samples, which makes things much easier for me. The companies I purchase the samples from provide written confirmation that the samples are copyright-free, so that's reassuring, right?

Well, it turns out there's a scam going around where some people falsely claim copyright on these copyright-free samples. If these samples are used in monetized videos, the scammers end up receiving the money because the YouTube AI system, as of May 2025, can't yet distinguish between what's truly copyright-free and what's falsely claimed. The system is set up to believe anyone who claims ownership of the copyright.

It gets so bad that someone even posted a video demonstrating the scam. They used a track they created from scratch, but still received a copyright strike on their own music because someone else falsely claimed copyright on some of the sounds they had created!

Crazy, right?

 

Editing You Tube 

So just now starting to learn how to edit video's for use on my YouTube channel that I have had for eight years.

So far its a bit of a learning curve, but I have managed to upload a 4K video, clever old me.