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Doug L
Firefly

Canada
5432 Posts

Posted - 06/30/2011 :  18:21:23  Show Profile  Visit Doug L's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
"And there's times I think I see you
When I find the kind of face
Where a woman's independence
Has kept a woman's grace
Where confidence and pride
Refuse to know their place
Or hide behind the easy tricks
Of beauty"

~Brian McNeill ('Strong Women Rule Us All')

Edited by - Doug L on 06/30/2011 18:21:42
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buckman
Firefly

USA
2703 Posts

Posted - 07/07/2011 :  16:04:46  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply

There were mountains and rivers
and sculptures on lawns
Days sparkled with laughter
Nights flowed with song.
Those first days of love
Take your soul for a dance
Those first nights in love
Whisper eternal romance.

[Part of me has given up
The rest of me has quit
Life used to hold me
like a coat from the cold,
Now it barely fits]

Sunrise over the Hudson
The blue sky broke my heart
A mile from where he was born
A bright flash was brought down to a spark.
This river runs both ways to taunt me
I love her and hate her most days
Like me she's wild and wandering
Most mornings shrouded in haze.

New love blossoms just like the flowers
Two people feeling their way
The blindfolds fade slowly,
It all feels so holy
You talk of forever and a day.
The movie runs nightly
He still shines so brightly
But it's somebody else's door.
The one way thru it is to
keep moving forward
and keep in sight of the shore.

[Part of me has given up
The rest of me has quit
Life used to hold me
like a coat from the cold
Now it barely fits]

There were mountains and rivers
and sculptures on lawns
Days sparkled with laughter
Nights flowed with song.
This river runs both ways to taunt me
I love her and hate her most days
Like me she's wild and wandering
Most mornings shrouded in haze.

Most mornings shrouded in haze

Hank Beukema revbuckmanmusic 2011
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1809 Posts

Posted - 07/07/2011 :  20:04:44  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
The sun sets on Costera Miguel Aleman. Louvered light on the honey-glazed bay. They're drinking blue anejo from crooked green glasses on a patio where Double Delight roses explode.

Tijuana. Crowded Avenida Revolucion. Widows and orphans with liquid eyes. Petal hands full of Chicklets and grime. Decades of rosaries won't save them.

Ensenada. Off Lopez Mateos, street stalls with open grills. Charred lobster in blistered corn shells. Berettas and Black Talon ammo. A pyramid of limes.

Acapulco. Armored souls in the sad Cathedral. Christ crying in His crystal crib.


Edited by - Ailinn on 01/18/2013 16:49:54
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1809 Posts

Posted - 07/07/2011 :  20:07:23  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
The rubies he hammered into her ears ride on her lobes like beacons. Like flares on a runway, like the 4th of July. "Gold buttercup setting," he said. How metal holds her.
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Becka
Sitter

95 Posts

Posted - 07/07/2011 :  20:22:26  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Mr Buckman....

This river runs both ways to taunt me
I love her and hate her most days
Like me she's wild and wandering
Most mornings shrouded in haze.


The word "shroud" reminds me of death but death is absent from these lines. This piece is full of life. Excellent writing!!

You've done it again!
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Grania
Rocker

108 Posts

Posted - 07/10/2011 :  16:45:32  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Dear Reverend B-

"I sit in the back of the Cafe, in the dark, where no one can see me...I see it all, I hear it all..."

Your first post on the old Blue Board back in the grace of POe days.

Lets dance.
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1809 Posts

Posted - 07/10/2011 :  16:48:06  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Front page Los Angeles Times:

Tolls on the FREEway. $1.40 per mile for the HOT lanes on Interstate 10.

"Out on that long stretch..."
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1809 Posts

Posted - 07/10/2011 :  17:11:30  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Big Mama's hanging out by the No Loitering sign by the grease pits at Vandal's Garage. Working her homeless repertoire on a couple of conventioneers. Down the block Mister Menace is hawking salvation on the corner of Fairfax and 3rd. The Celtic cross inked on his forehead makes him look like a medieval bard. He's soon knighted at The Grove where the AD's with clipboards are jammin' on caffeine. At the dumpsters they're diving for cans. Kids off to Resurrection Recycling third time before noon. It's a great day at the Farmer's Market. The sun is complicit and the tourists are thirsty and the gangs are agreeing back of DuPar's. A Music Express Limo rolls by with the celebrity of the hour. Air kiss, air kiss, air kiss. "We'll do lunch, baby. Ciao. Don't change!"

Citrus skies at the ocean end of town. Sea-worked glass. Mostly green. "...this picture..." he says, "...won't come out. It's only for our real eyes." A late walk beside cliff-hanging blossoms. The mute fortune teller talks to The Sailor in Sign. The stars up for hours, a lemon breeze in the chimes. The moon's slanted silver. Coming down.
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rodeo
Swinger

USA
733 Posts

Posted - 07/11/2011 :  12:43:02  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
quote:
Originally posted by Grania

Dear Reverend B-

"I sit in the back of the Cafe, in the dark, where no one can see me...I see it all, I hear it all..."

Your first post on the old Blue Board back in the grace of POe days.

Lets dance.

...they care not a
bit about Eternity, but only for today...
But, that is Just Alright
with me and the Lord

If everybody went to heaven they'd run out of room.... Rev Buckman

:-)
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Grania
Rocker

108 Posts

Posted - 07/11/2011 :  16:49:07  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
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buckman
Firefly

USA
2703 Posts

Posted - 07/13/2011 :  03:07:58  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
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rodeo
Swinger

USA
733 Posts

Posted - 07/13/2011 :  08:20:08  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
What came between,
"I sit in the dark in the back of the saloon..."
and
"If everybody went to heaven they'd run out of room.... "???



[quote]Originally posted by buckman

I sit in the dark in the back of the saloon...
What is between my table and the dusty
street is twenty feet that is
on the very edge of Hell...
The townspeople say they are sinners: the townspeople say they are evil...
The reality is that they are just Cowboys and
they are very much alive and much of the
rest of this town has already died... I talk to
the Lord and I Know what is Evil
and what is not,
which is why I hold services here and
not in a church....
These men make a decision
every time they put the whiskey to their
lips, every time they put the
tobacco to their mouths....
They make a decision between a
longer, duller life or the life
that they are choosing to live....
Yet I can see the desperation in
their eyes; I can see
that for every year that they age,
they remove themselves another year from their
childhood and their youthful dreams...
I can see that the only time
They will smell the
fragrance of a lady is
when they choose to pay for her...
I can see that they care not a
bit about Eternity, but only for today...
But, that is Just Alright
with me and the Lord


If everybody went to heaven they'd run out of room.... Rev Buckman



My, my, y'all(yeah, I'm southern).."...what a long strange trip it's been."

So, I'm looking back on old posts...
I broke my foot, OK?...

"they shoot horses...don't they?"

trivia ???...Horace who????

Edited by - rodeo on 07/13/2011 09:32:52
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buckman
Firefly

USA
2703 Posts

Posted - 07/14/2011 :  18:36:50  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
His eye may be on the sparrow
but some don't get a glance.
Kneeling on the road he asked
For another try at a second chance.
The wind it whispers memories
Of the moonlight and the boy.
He can hear that aching melody
Sing of loss and sing of joy.

Why does it seem some children
Get so far lost before they're found?
Fallen angels crying for mercy
Too scared to make a sound.
The anger and the sadness
Drown out the call of grace
Redemption visits a time or two
In the end there's not a trace.

Amazing how it spirals down
Once you start to lose your way.
The melodies and words get old
No new notes left to play.
The crooked roads, the shadowed halls
Seem normal for awhile
Stumbling thru the streets and alleys
Faces dying for a smile.

Truth be told, a battered heart
Can leave the ground and fly
The moment it leaves the hole it's in
Is the moment it hits the sky.
There's magic weaved into every day
It's in evry breath we take
A hero's role is in each of us
It's in the choices that we make.

His eye may be on the sparrow
but some don't get a glance.
Kneeling on the road he asked
For another try at a second chance.
The wind it whispers memories
Of the moonlight and the boy.
He can hear that aching melody
Sing of loss and sing of joy.

Why does it seem some children
Get so far lost before they're found?
Fallen angels crying for mercy
Too scared to make a sound.

Too scared to make a sound.


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San Diego
Rocker

470 Posts

Posted - 07/15/2011 :  12:30:50  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Serendipity. Being in LA Tuesday when Canter's Deli celebrated 80 years in business with a block-long crowd. A hangout for writers, actors, and musicians because it's open 24/7 and just down the street from CBS. A special anniversary plate was offered 4pm to midnight. The $11.75 corned beef sandwich sold for 80 cents. 5000 pounds worth. Piled high on crusty rye, potato salad, sour pickle, and chocolate chip rugelach. An accordian player in rainbow-colored cowboy boots danced up and down Fairfax singing, "Hava Nagila, Hava Nagila, Hava Nagila, and pass the mustard please!"

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San Diego
Rocker

470 Posts

Posted - 07/15/2011 :  13:06:46  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
The Metropolitan Transit Authority and Cal Trans is demoing and rebuilding the south side of the Mulholland Drive Bridge, "widening it 10 feet and designing it to meet latest seismic standards. The bridge spans the 12 lane 405 Freeway which carries hundreds of thousands of vehicles each day. The 405 will close this evening at 7pm through Monday the 18th at 6am. Severe traffic conditions are predicted. The time allowed for the billion dollar project is 53 hours. Workers on top (80 feet high) are strapped into fall-protection gear, and concrete pieces raining down on the 405 should be no larger than basketballs." Chief engineer, Mike Barbour, who rebuilt the roads in Iraq says, "This is like performing heart surgery on a patient who is running a marathon." Mike has some other concerns; are the gas lines safe, will it cause a landslide, and... where will they put all the traffic? Los Angeles Mayor, Antonio Villaraigosa has a suggestion, "Go on vacation." Can't wait for the sequel next year when they demo and rebuild the north side.

(Quotes are from LA Times.)

Jet Blue Airlines offered a special which sold out in minutes. If you can get to Burbank Airport they'll fly you over the construction sight, a flight of approximately 6 minutes. The cost, 405. Four dollars and five cents. Back to you, Blaine.
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1809 Posts

Posted - 07/15/2011 :  13:13:25  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Reverend B-
"Kneeling on the road he asked
For another try at a second chance."

Canter's... Not the Stage, but not bad.

Rodeo-
Do you have posts from the original Old Blue Board?
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Becka
Sitter

95 Posts

Posted - 07/15/2011 :  13:38:47  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Rev....
Best verse =
Truth be told, a battered heart
Can leave the ground and fly
The moment it leaves the hole it's in
Is the moment it hits the sky.
There's magic weaved into every day
A hero's role is in each of us
It's in the choices that we make.

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rodeo
Swinger

USA
733 Posts

Posted - 07/15/2011 :  15:32:20  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
quote:
Originally posted by Ailinn

Reverend B-
"Kneeling on the road he asked
For another try at a second chance."

Canter's... Not the Stage, but not bad.

Rodeo-
Do you have posts from the original Old Blue Board?


I don't.
I think Mr. Beve may be the best/only source of any of those...
I never found out to what extent.

Mikey!?!? you out there, man?
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1809 Posts

Posted - 07/15/2011 :  17:26:35  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Thank you, Rodeo. I'm looking for the old Prodigy stuff and posts before October '99.
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Jonmark
Windchimer

USA
1787 Posts

Posted - 07/16/2011 :  13:10:31  Show Profile  Visit Jonmark's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
According to the Beve, these are all that were saved:
http://www.jonmarkstone.com/bb/index.html
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