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buckman
Firefly

USA
2703 Posts

Posted - 04/25/2006 :  13:38:55  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Now, I wancha to know first off, I ain't got no politics...
I just work and feed the family...
And I don't wanna be disrespectful,
but when the man in charge says that this will make us stronger,
I gotta shake my head...
Boss, Have ya been to Southern Miss'ippi in August?
Have ya been two blocks from the casinos in Biloxi....?
Boy, we'se already stronger,
what we need now is more walkin and less talkin...
Thassall I gotta say,
get that mike away from me....

Alfred Buckman, Biloxi

http://www.mytown.ca/outsiders/beukema/
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1841 Posts

Posted - 04/26/2006 :  19:09:17  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
He loves the fields crowded with nodding poppies. The hills behind the house hazed with paloverde. His breakfast set before him at 8am. A poached egg and a scone. Sweet butter in a crock. A second pot of coffee already brewing. God's own green radiance around him. On these Spring mornings he likes to take the conversation to the place where she trips over clouds. Then he stands. Steadies her elbow as he steers her into the sky. Imagine his hands as he tells the story. The Truth beneath all the truths. "Be careful who you tell your secrets to," he says, shielding his eyes from the mortal sun.
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1841 Posts

Posted - 04/27/2006 :  21:44:00  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
He lays down in the indifferent dust. The ground around him surrenders. Opens to receive him where the veiled woman kneels. The Director moves in. Ecstatic. "Grief so alive!" he says, mining it with his camera.
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Grania
Rocker

108 Posts

Posted - 04/27/2006 :  22:07:11  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Omen birds move lower down the wire. Stretch their wings, but do not fly. Special effects in the wide-angle sky. Engines in the background. Roaring. Landing and taking off. Get-away car hidden under the camouflage trees.
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Craig
Firefly

Kyrgyzstan
3790 Posts

Posted - 04/28/2006 :  06:16:56  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Bright day, cool wind from the north.
Shrimp boats laboring, shorebirds follow like kites in tow.
Lightering ships in the channel, headed back to sea, empty.
Derricks in the distance, brown pelicans skimming.
Cormorants on pilings, outstretched wings drying in the sun and wind.
Gulls with their piercing cry, begging for handouts from the ferry.
Porpoises breaking the water, fishing the muddy shallows.
Remains of a broken ship, concrete hull, folly from the past.

Working bay, Galveston Bay.

craig

Edited by - Craig on 04/28/2006 20:55:34
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buckman
Firefly

USA
2703 Posts

Posted - 04/28/2006 :  21:31:25  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
So good, Cragger, so good.... I am stepping out of the character just to say....so good, so good....HB

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buckman
Firefly

USA
2703 Posts

Posted - 04/28/2006 :  21:33:51  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Grania wrote!!! ??? Oh MY!!! I nevr know about that Grania charcter but I LOVE when she/they/he stops by.... H

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Grania
Rocker

108 Posts

Posted - 04/28/2006 :  22:34:22  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Here comes the parade now.
Waving.
Diamond Jim pedaling his gold-plated bicycle through blooming Central Park.
Saint George slaying the Dragon at the Rock of Cashel.
This month of invention.
Ending.
"Oysters and starfish...mmmm," he says.
"Enemies from the start."
"So bury the book under the briney seas.
Under the rusting, sunken ships treasures."
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buckman
Firefly

USA
2703 Posts

Posted - 04/29/2006 :  00:40:27  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Roosevelt [Teddy] said to me:
I'm in charge now and the bars will stay closed
On Sundays and thats just the way it is....
I said that The Boss may have sumthin to say bout that
And Teddy said
Bring it on, You Mick bastard....

He walked the beat all nite long wih the coppers and he shut us down evry Sunday for a month....

The sanctimonious bastid....

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Ailinn
Windchimer

1841 Posts

Posted - 04/29/2006 :  17:24:33  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
There be no turnkey deal in ancient Innisfail. No freedom mornings for the broken Tribes. Feud or Friction. And, lo, David's Harp is heard at Lia Fail. Stone of Destiny. When the moon climbs Tara's Hill, the one under the Crown of Mystery closes his eyes. His mouth, full of The Holy Covenant. For centuries he dreams The Ark circling the wide Earth.
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Grania
Rocker

108 Posts

Posted - 04/29/2006 :  19:26:48  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Tell the tale, Reverend.
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buckman
Firefly

USA
2703 Posts

Posted - 04/29/2006 :  20:06:13  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
When I got home Lincoln was
Waiting for me...
He said, Where you been,
I've had supper
Ready for an hour....
Man, Abe, It's always the
same with you
Nag nag nag....
I know, I'm sorry, he said,
I've been thinking about
Gettysburg again....
Y'know, he said...
I never thought that punkass speech
Was anything,
I even said it, I said that nobody
would remember what was
said here today....
But that's all they ever
remember....
That one sorry five minutes

I said, Abey......
Babey....
That Four Score **** is what did it
Once you say that
you lose em for at least
two minutes
While they try to figger
out how much that is
By then, they figure that
Whatever you said
musta been good cause you were
talking about dead soldiers
And there's no better way to
get a crowd....

I know, He said,
But,I just wish that
Just ONCE they would
Remember
Some of my poetry....

Rev J Alfred Buckman AA,DD,BMI,ONO

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buckman
Firefly

USA
2703 Posts

Posted - 04/30/2006 :  08:14:19  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply

She had that red hair
And those skinny legs and all
And that little black dress

And I lost my mind...
That's all,
I just lost my mind...
No excuses
Some regrets...
None that will change anything
Now
for her
or Jesse
Or Diane
or me
or
Anybody else that I hurt...

I still haven't found my mind yet.....

What time is it now?

15 Years...?


You'd better check that watch,

That can't be right...



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Craig
Firefly

Kyrgyzstan
3790 Posts

Posted - 05/01/2006 :  20:51:30  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
I sit vigilantly, for the next word, the next verse, the next prose. Whether it be from the banks of the Hudson, the West Coast or Grania, I sit...and patiently wait. It is not for the excitement, it is anticipating the unexpected...what will appear from the corners and the imagines of the mind? Patience only knows...

Craig
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buckman
Firefly

USA
2703 Posts

Posted - 05/01/2006 :  21:17:57  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Crossing the Finnish Line [for Iri]

I have marveled at her quiet strength and dignity
and the way she has suffered at the hands of men
Yet has not lost her love for men...
I have marveled at how she has met all
That she feared and in so doing has nothing left
To fear...
I have marveled at one that appears so empty and aching
Herself yet can find a wellspring to give others to drink...
I have marveled at how from a cold balcony
A world away she can appear to
Warm my cold room...
I have marveled that The Great One
Continues to remind me how
Wonderful women can be...

I have marveled at her quiet strength and dignity...

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Grania
Rocker

108 Posts

Posted - 05/02/2006 :  19:08:08  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
You've heard the story before
Through centuries of banked fires
When conjurers in suits of mail
Gathered on the moor
And raised their hammered cups
In praise of Him
I do not forget
The camp lit with torchlight
The arcane tools
The sword
The salt-mist air
The wisdom of the Sage
Burnt edges around all his words
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booty
Sitter

USA
93 Posts

Posted - 05/02/2006 :  20:51:51  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
I was shocked, confused, bewildered
as I entered Heaven's door,
Not by the beauty of it all,
nor the lights or its decor.

But it was the folks in Heaven
who made me sputter and gasp --
the thieves, the liars, the sinners,
the alcoholics, the trash.

There stood the kid from seventh grade
who swiped my lunch money twice.
Next to him was my old neighbor
who never said anything nice.

Herb, who I always thought
was rotting away in hell,
was sitting pretty on cloud nine,
looking incredibly well.

I nudged Jesus, "What's the deal?
I would love to hear your take.
How'd all these sinners get up here?
God must've made a mistake.

"And why's everyone so quiet,
so somber? Give me a clue."
"Hush, child," said He, "they're all in shock.
No one thought they'd be seeing you."

Judge NOT.
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1841 Posts

Posted - 05/02/2006 :  21:24:10  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Booty, I love this. Do you believe we'll really be able to nudge Jesus?
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Karen Runk
Firefly

USA
4925 Posts

Posted - 05/02/2006 :  21:43:15  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Send Karen Runk an AOL message  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Reminds me a song: Down There by the Train. written by Tom Waitts

excerpt:

"If you've lost all your hope, if you've lost all your faith
I know you can be cared for and I know you can be safe
And all the shamefuls and all of the whores
And even the soldier who pierced the side of the Lord Is down there by the train
Down there by the train

etc.etc. etc.

Karen Runk
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1841 Posts

Posted - 05/03/2006 :  22:10:51  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
The shuttered dark comes down to surround them. The wicks are trimmed. The candles lit. It's midnight. Angels fold their frisson wings and sing.
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