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andrew p
Firefly

USA
3934 Posts

Posted - 08/28/2007 :  19:42:50  Show Profile  Visit andrew p's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Hank...I do KNOW your pain Brother...
You lost Barb Dec 11, 2003...I lost Pam Jan 11, 2004....
you lost your son, Jesse (age 18) Aug 28 1992 in an automobile accident...
I lost my daughter, Erin (age 20) Aug 26 2000 in an automobile accident...

and it still feels like a stone sitting on my heart.

love ya Hank...
peace...andrew

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Ginny G.
Windchimer

USA
1806 Posts

Posted - 08/28/2007 :  20:08:03  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Hank, Andrew... I have no idea what to say except that I'm so sorry you've both been through so much.
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BarbraG
Windchimer

1812 Posts

Posted - 08/28/2007 :  20:18:21  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Dear Hank (my friend)

I won't say that I know what you've been through, because I don't.
I won't say that I will understand your pain, because I won't.
I know that you hope I never do. And, Lord knows, I hope that, too
I just pray that you will find comfort in knowing he loved you.
That was such a precious gift and, in your heart, it still is.
The love that you shared with Jesster rubs off on all of us who
are right here with you. Most of us don't know your pain, but
those who do (and those who don't) want to shore you up, along
with Andrew and others who have lost someone they love. Notice, I
didn't say "loved".

BGee
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buckman
Firefly

USA
2701 Posts

Posted - 08/30/2007 :  19:43:37  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
It's a Helluva thing...

Infantile paralysis of the soul.
Hardening of the hearteries.
Fear in the dead of nite
so real it has teeth.
Immunity temporarily misplaced.
Protection fields malfunctioning
Ground getting closer.

Too much time in space
can make re-entry tricky...

Rev Buckman

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BarbraG
Windchimer

1812 Posts

Posted - 08/30/2007 :  20:08:07  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
"There's never been an old crone with dry, saggy skin on her bones....that wasn't a young girl at heart."

a line from a song called "Maria Consuelo Arroyo" .. I was listening to today by Tompall.

Heard that Tompall was a bit of a "jerk" but, since I don't have
to live with him, I'll keep listening to him sing those songs I've
always loved. Sometimes, I just can't get enough of the kind of
harmony he had with his brothers. Know what I mean?

BGee
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Doug L
Firefly

Canada
5424 Posts

Posted - 08/31/2007 :  17:32:54  Show Profile  Visit Doug L's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
HARVEST TIME

These calm days of September with their sun.
It's time to harvest. There are still clumps
of cranberries in the woods, reddening rosehips
by the stone walls, hazelnuts coming loose,
and clusters of black berries shine in the bushes;
thrushes look around for the last currants
and wasps fasten on to the sweetening plums.
I set the ladder aside at dusk, and hang
my basket up in the shed. The glaciers
all have a thin sprinkling of new snow. In bed
I hear the bristling fishermen start their motors
and go out. They'll pass the whole night
gliding over the fjord behind powerful searchlights.

Olav H. Hauge


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Doug L
Firefly

Canada
5424 Posts

Posted - 09/01/2007 :  13:46:04  Show Profile  Visit Doug L's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Some artists plant seeds instead of handing you a bouquet.
Ghosts of Townes and Stephen Foster, coffee in cups they've
held so long their fingers hold that shape when done. At
another table, Cormac mouths the name Odessa. A box falls
down from a shelf, memory breaks open. Valentines. She kept
every one he gave her. There's a war going on, always is.
Relics resemble people. Horizon line, sun and dust, a man
on the porch examining his broken fingers. A boy plays a
cheap guitar, upside down and backwards. Words of the heart
throw shadows, spook a horse that threw your grandpa. Bring
your burnt tears to the table, soldier, Cormac says, when
the man comes back in. You can hear women laughing in the
kitchen. Dinner is ready. A sad hymn, candles. Beautiful.

DL


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buckman
Firefly

USA
2701 Posts

Posted - 09/01/2007 :  17:16:07  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
I kidnapped Martina once.

Really.
Back when I still had a wife and she still had a husband.
I had a ten year old Chevy and three dollars,
but with a bottle of peppermint schnapps in me,
it seemed like a good idea.
For awhile.
We got as far as an abandoned drive-in movie theater in West Nyack
and she got out in front of the big empty screen and started running.
The silent speaker posts ran interference for her for awhile,
but I finally caught up with her and we made love for the first time
there in the gravel on one of those little hills you park the car on.

Later, she tossed gravel at my back
as I sat watching the empty screen
imagining our future...

Hank Beukema -2007
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buckman
Firefly

USA
2701 Posts

Posted - 09/02/2007 :  09:54:38  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
I got lost today, but the river found me...

Went to Rosie's Diner to pay the rent.
The Greek was sitting on the porch.
As I shook his big hand, he said,
You look like you're getting younger every month.
I winked and said,
I am, my friend, I am.
I went in to hug Rosie and I said,
Can I stay another month?
Commenting on my weight, she said,
What's left of you can stay as long as you want.
Driving home, I made a wrong turn and didn't know where I was.
Even after five years, I still don't know the area too well.
I'm still a Nyack boy, Haverstraw was her town
and we moved here for her and then she left.
I passed a couple of bars that looked vaguely familiar from many years ago,
with different names but the same shabby looks.
I could feel that I was near the Hudson,
so I just kept heading east thru the backstreet neighborhoods.
I turned a corner and suddenly my eyes were filled
with every kind of blue you could imagine.
I felt like I wasn't lost anymore.
I only sat on the seawall for ten minutes,
but it was what I needed to get thru today.
Been a rough stretch of days; uncertainty, fear....
weakness calling out to me...

I got lost today, but the river found me...

Hank Beukema

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Doug L
Firefly

Canada
5424 Posts

Posted - 09/02/2007 :  10:26:11  Show Profile  Visit Doug L's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Good river.

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BarbraG
Windchimer

1812 Posts

Posted - 09/02/2007 :  10:49:18  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Sweet Hank,
Did I ever tell you that I have my own river, too? It's the
Suwanee, about 25 miles from my front door. Trust me. It's MINE.
I visit her often. There's just something about her !! She's a
little low right now but, if the rains in Georgia ever come, she'll
rise again !!!

BGee
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Judy W.
Windchimer

1957 Posts

Posted - 09/02/2007 :  15:34:54  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
She will rise again....

Loving you,
Judy
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buckman
Firefly

USA
2701 Posts

Posted - 09/02/2007 :  19:20:30  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
There are voices in the mirror
And there are faces at the door
And they open on the rivers
We've never seen before
Are there choices for the sparrow?
Or does he only fly high above
The rivers pulling you and I

CHORUS

Oh there are strange rivers
Rivers that we cannot see
And there are strange rivers
Who know our destiny
And there are strange rivers
And we're sailors, you and me.

And he could have been a builder
And he could have been the one
To turn his dreams to steel
Catherdrals in the sun
And he could have been a builder
But then he brought a gun
There are forces in the river
That keep him on the run

REPEAT CHORUS

Did you ever turn a corner
And you wonder why you did
'Cuz you haven't been that way
Since you were just a kid
Nothing really happened
And then you've got to say
You wonder what would've happened
Had you gone the other way

REPEAT CHORUS

There are strange rivers,
There are strange rivers,
There are strange rivers,
There are strange rivers,
Ooh, ooh there are strange rivers. . .
Feel the river
See the river
Be the river.


John Stewart
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BarbraG
Windchimer

1812 Posts

Posted - 09/02/2007 :  20:09:03  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
YOU are a river, Hank B. Yes, you are.

BGee
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buckman
Firefly

USA
2701 Posts

Posted - 09/03/2007 :  08:53:14  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Tumbling Tumbleweeds

Mom and Dad took me to the
Old Madison Square Garden in 1959
To see the Roy Roger's Rodeo...
The Sons of the Pioneers sat right
In front of us
Tall on their horses and sang
Cool Water and the horses never moved...

When they sang Tumbling Tumbleweeds
The horses danced sideways like they
Really liked this one...

Rev Buckman
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Joe Z
Windchimer

USA
1772 Posts

Posted - 09/03/2007 :  09:08:14  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Cool.
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buckman
Firefly

USA
2701 Posts

Posted - 09/03/2007 :  16:23:47  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
The caves near the Little Sur River were home for a month...
The Oakland Angels brought me food sometimes
and wine that was laced with everything Leary had ever dreamt of...
They taught me how to hang over the water from the rocks
and pry off the abalone that we could cook and then
sell the shells in Carmel for ashtrays....
The cold wind that came from Japan made me call the collies to sleep with me...
I learned that the bikers called a really cold night
a three dog night......

Elvin Preacher was the Oakland group's chaplain...
One bright night I swear I saw him on his knees,
silhouetted in the light, howling at the moon...
I did a little howling myself that night,
after I jumped off a little crag and landed in some driftwood...
It wasn't as soft as the beach i had planned to land on
and I cut my foot pretty bad...
I sort of remember being in the rain in Carmel looking
for medical help but I never got it...
Homeless gypsies were no more popular in 1970 than any other time in history...
I spent that night on a park bench in front of a Sambo's...

Elvin, if you're still on the planet,
Thanks for the prayers....

Rev Buckman
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BarbraG
Windchimer

1812 Posts

Posted - 09/03/2007 :  21:43:01  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Hank,
I can't tell sometimes if you're spinnin' a tale or truthin'.

In this case, tell me.

BarbraG
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BarbraG
Windchimer

1812 Posts

Posted - 09/03/2007 :  22:01:00  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
"An Early Spring"

Looking out of my window, I'm looking at the stars
What's that in the corner, I think it must be Mars
The sun was shining so brightly earlier today
Now, the moon calls softly..."look...just look my way"

The brightest star is shining in the distance over there
The universe is spinning around going who knows where
Somewhere, someone is laughing with a smile from ear to ear
Somewhere else, someone's crying, shedding many tears.

I thought I saw a robin on the lawn just yesterday
I've heard that means an early Spring will soon be on its way
It will be so good to see the snow melt once again
Because that means the roses will bloom again.. and then..

The sunrise will call me to lift my eyes up to the sky
Just to watch the rainbow's curve as storm clouds pass me by
I wanted to write this down and share it all with you
I wanted to tell you in these few words my love for you is true

I see your face in every sunrise..I hear your voice, sweetheart
You are the reason that I live and I know we'll never part
The wonders of the universe are so much brighter now
Your touch is almost heaven and I'm making this one vow

Tomorrow, I'll be right beside you as we begin our life
I just can't wait for one more day to have you for my wife
As we begin our life together, as our future looks so bright
The sun, the moon and the stars will be with us through the nights..

Yes, I thought I saw a robin on the lawn just yesterday
I've heard that means an early Spring will soon be on its way


Barbra Griffin
BGee

Edited by - BarbraG on 09/03/2007 22:10:41
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Doug L
Firefly

Canada
5424 Posts

Posted - 09/06/2007 :  00:33:08  Show Profile  Visit Doug L's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
AUGUST

It comes up out of the ocean
warm days. It reaches
for inland meadows and sighs
across grass in its cape of rain.

People come to their doors.
They look where the trees turn
gray, where hills have stepped back
of each other. Whatever it was,

It passed carefully, touching
farms, leaning over ponds,
bending down the wheat.
People stand long at their doors.

"You were good this time, August
Old Friend. So long. So long."

William Stafford


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