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San Diego
Rocker

480 Posts

Posted - 08/15/2010 :  11:04:18  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Frost in the morning. No heart beating beside me. I can't open your fingers. My beloved. I hold you for hours. A sheen of ice between us. I know when I call they'll came and take you away. I bury you with stones. Seashells in your pockets. To anchor you to this fickle California ground you love. I follow you to Heaven. To the top of the stairs. The big neon-lit NO TRESPASSING sign. I wave to you from this side of the threshold. In my gold ring you see everything.

Back at the Cafe Lupe
The night of the earthquake
Your lashes touched your cheeks
While you lay sleeping
When sound slammed
Through the window
With enough might to move you
You reached under the bed
And grabbed our boots

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buckman
Firefly

USA
2705 Posts

Posted - 08/15/2010 :  18:44:29  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
"In this sacred place
We call The Board
What is passed
Hand to hand here
Lifts us
So
Order a ritual
Incense in cones
Thicken the Autumn air with it
Sandalwood, cinnamon, clove
Brew tea in a dragon-shaped pot
Drink it
Light five ivory candles
Pray for grace
Place a teaspoonful of sunshine
Under your tongue
Feast after fasting so long
Keep your pantry shelves spilling
Whatever you need
For this journey"

Ailinn - 2004
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Susan Newbury
Sitter

USA
76 Posts

Posted - 08/19/2010 :  14:17:34  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
One of Mickey's greatest regrets was not having the strength to publish Rosin.
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Craig
Firefly

Kyrgyzstan
3790 Posts

Posted - 08/23/2010 :  22:06:27  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
"How I long to hold the golden sand in the hollow of my hand
Stand for a while there and fill in the hole
left in the heart of a wounded old soul

Here's to tomorrow here's to today
Here's to whatever I never did say
Here's to old friends who have gone separate ways
Here's to the memories..."





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San Diego
Rocker

480 Posts

Posted - 08/24/2010 :  06:14:04  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
One more day of hearts...
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rodeo
Swinger

USA
733 Posts

Posted - 08/24/2010 :  11:02:28  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Uh-h-h-h...

What happened?

It was here...then gone
I barely had time to see
Did I just dream it?




Edited by - rodeo on 09/06/2010 14:13:45
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1847 Posts

Posted - 08/24/2010 :  20:49:28  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
We were dancing
Standing still
The world around us
Swaying a little
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rodeo
Swinger

USA
733 Posts

Posted - 08/24/2010 :  22:35:04  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Things could have been so different...should have been.
There were so many good memories; but a few bad ones erased them completely.
Only a very few had ever seen him wearing a gun. They'd all heard the story. But when they saw it...for the first time; they realized that he was the spitting image of his Father.

No one had ever seen him go in...or even near the saloon.
But when they saw it...for the first time; they realized that he was the spitting image of his Father.
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Doug L
Firefly

Canada
5432 Posts

Posted - 08/26/2010 :  00:27:43  Show Profile  Visit Doug L's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Ginsberg came to my house one afternoon
and said he was giving up poetry
because it told lies, that language distorts.
I agreed, but asked what we have
that gets it right even that much.
We look up at the stars and they are
not there. We see the memory
of when they were, once upon a time.
And that too is more than enough.

Jack Gilbert
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rodeo
Swinger

USA
733 Posts

Posted - 08/27/2010 :  08:40:27  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
How astonishing it is that language can almost mean...
and frightening that it does not quite.

jg
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San Diego
Rocker

480 Posts

Posted - 08/28/2010 :  17:29:58  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
The memorial was beautiful. Tears and laughter. Old photograph albums, like drowning. A life flashing before my eyes I'm trying to hold onto. There's long ago in our light-hearted days...you in your leather jacket. Just some guy out there in the middle of the desert with too many stars on his hands. One of my sons hands me a glass of wine and my favorite picture of his father. My brother-in-law manages to get some pictures up on a big screen. Doug, my son Jon found your video on the web. Collective tears, then. A room full. More stories. Our life was so long and so short. The east coast sky is black and blue. Dark and high and final.
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buckman
Firefly

USA
2705 Posts

Posted - 08/28/2010 :  18:58:12  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
I can hear the others...
Going on, laughing,dancing
Waiting,
For me.

I will not be back yet,
Not as they knew me.
I will not be back soon
To the table where
The cards are dealt and
The whiskey flows.
Deal me out,
Play this hand without me.

I will dance alone
For awhile, waiting until
I understand the full measure
Of what I had and
What I lost.

They will not know
Until it happens to them,
How one day you
Can be in this world and
The next in Hell...

Nothing matters more
Than love and
Nothing matters less
Than finding it again
Once you've lost it.
Starting over
Will take more than
I have to give
Right Now.

Spring will have to start
Without me this year,
I have no heart for flowers and
New beginnings...

Yet...
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Grania
Rocker

109 Posts

Posted - 08/28/2010 :  19:08:01  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Dear Rev,

XOX.

Been a long time, hasn't it?
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buckman
Firefly

USA
2705 Posts

Posted - 08/29/2010 :  16:32:36  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Aye God, Woodrow,It's been quite a party, ain't it?

[Augustus McRae, Texas Ranger]
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Grania
Rocker

109 Posts

Posted - 08/29/2010 :  18:15:50  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
"Maybe it's not as big a change as we think..."

-Clara
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San Diego
Rocker

480 Posts

Posted - 08/29/2010 :  18:50:32  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Thirteen when I met him. Saw him, actually. He was 'home on leave'. A crowd around him because playing basketball for the Army was his job...and Army had just beat Navy. This is how he proposed, "Marry me or goodbye." Mick said Stu married me because he figured I'd irritate him enough to keep him interested.

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Ginny G.
Windchimer

USA
1809 Posts

Posted - 08/29/2010 :  21:11:35  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
quote:
Originally posted by San Diego

Thirteen when I met him. Saw him, actually. He was 'home on leave'. A crowd around him because playing basketball for the Army was his job...and Army had just beat Navy. This is how he proposed, "Marry me or goodbye." Mick said Stu married me because he figured I'd irritate him enough to keep him interested.





Well, heck, Ro. If being irritating is enough to keep a man interested, I should have droves of them following me.

I've got you in my thoughts and prayers, Ro. Wishing you lots of sweet dreams and memories that bring you joy and comfort. Big hugs.
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Susan Newbury
Sitter

USA
76 Posts

Posted - 08/31/2010 :  22:54:16  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Sweet Ro... I am saving my pennies. I will be down there before Christmas or starve trying!

Susie
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San Diego
Rocker

480 Posts

Posted - 09/01/2010 :  00:21:29  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Love from Mars. You are wonderful forever.
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rodeo
Swinger

USA
733 Posts

Posted - 09/01/2010 :  04:13:07  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
quote:
Originally posted by buckman

Aye God, Woodrow,It's been quite a party, ain't it?

[Augustus McRae, Texas Ranger]



"It ainít dying Iím talking about, itís living. I doubt it matters where you die, but it matters where you live.Ē ~Augustus McCrae"

His characters shared many a "pearl"; of course, it was Larry McMurtry who thunk 'em all up.

Only a rank degenerate would drive 1,500 miles across Texas without eating a chicken fried steak."
Sheer profundity from
In a Narrow Grave : Essays on Texas
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