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Ailinn
Swinger
1441 Posts |
 Posted - 10/02/2007 : 19:46:29
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| There were trees at the curb growing out of round grates in the sidewalk. Leaves loosening in a swirl of wind. His hand gripped hers tighter before he steered her into the store. She chose the dress on the mannequin. A dress too serious for California. Black, with jet beads on the collar and cuffs and a deep hem that swept her knees. She slipped the dress over her head and stepped into the gilded bay window. He was pacing outside with his cigarette as the taxies sped by. He nodded. Pointed to the hat that was mostly veil and nodded again. The tangle of words they didn't say later that day on Cafe avenue. Their cold hands entwined as a rush of leaves warned of Autumn's fall. She could see winter buses in his faraway gaze. Huffing steam rising up through the manholes. Mazes of ice-encased glass and steel cages jutting into the metropolitan sky. All this in his eyes on an afternoon in a city on the wrong side of North America. |
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Ailinn
Swinger
1441 Posts |
Posted - 10/02/2007 : 19:47:44
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"Is the past any less real than the present?"
~Mickey Newbury~ |
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buckman
Firefly
USA
2684 Posts |
Posted - 10/02/2007 : 20:06:35
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Heaven couldn't have been farther away.
Deep into the heart of the night he huddled
by the side of the road and cried over the spot
where he had watched his life disappear.
Nobody ever knew. |
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Craig
Firefly
Kyrgyzstan
3702 Posts |
Posted - 10/02/2007 : 20:46:37
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"Nobody ever knew..."
Little did they ever know...
Craig |
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andrew p
Firefly
USA
3930 Posts |
Posted - 10/02/2007 : 21:07:54
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...and they will never know.
andrew
Proofread carefully to see if you any words out.
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andrew p
Firefly
USA
3930 Posts |
Posted - 10/05/2007 : 09:41:10
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"So, do something! Fast!" said the Fish.
"Do you hear!
I saw her. Your Mother!
Your Mother is near!
So, as fast as you can,
Think of something to do!
You will have to get rid of
Thing One and Thing Two!"
  
Dr Seuss
The Cat In The Hat
Proofread carefully to see if you any words out.
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buckman
Firefly
USA
2684 Posts |
Posted - 10/05/2007 : 20:41:06
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I've never been good at reality...
Even now, sober
It fades in and out.
Sometimes I wonder if
Everyone is like that
But I never want to ask
Because I think they'll
Think me crazy.
[[Oh, babe, it's way too late for that]]
Like I said, I've never been good at reality...
Rev B
~*~
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Ailinn
Swinger
1441 Posts |
Posted - 10/05/2007 : 21:00:26
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"...Dreams are the carriage that carry us
Soooo, close your sleepy eyes and dream..."
~Mickey Newbury~
G'nite, Reverend. |
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aussiedave
Rocker
Australia
472 Posts |
Posted - 10/06/2007 : 05:05:20
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TWO REALITIES
the reasoned god
loves a beautiful mind
for tolerance now reigns
its time is short
predetermined by Love
a full reward awaits
the self-righteous
they shall drink the cup dry
and crave for more
not the truth,
for it restraineth
patiently at the door,
a destiny witheld
by the hand of Love,
all knowing,encompassing.
true reality knocks,
opens and reveals
.....Light
it sweeps away all falsehood,
this age of illusion
fades into Sheol.
dR August 2004 |
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Grania
Rocker
102 Posts |
Posted - 10/06/2007 : 20:12:12
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I want to carry you
and for you to carry me
the way voices are said to carry over water.
Just this morning on the shore,
I could hear two people talking quietly
in a row boat on the far side of the lake.
They were talking about fishing,
then one changed the subject,
and, I swear, they began talking about you.
~Billy Collins~ |
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BarbraG
Windchimer
1797 Posts |
Posted - 10/06/2007 : 22:55:01
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Alligator in the lake behind the house. Baby moccasin in the
pool inside fences and screens. Three year old beautiful Ashlyn
wandering around and imaginations run wild. Years ago, there
was a funny story making it around. Goes like this.
Two little boys are playing in the street. One said , "Man, I
know a animal what is the meanest animal in the world "
Other one " Oh, yeah. Well, what is it?"
"it is a animal that has a leopard head at one end of his
body and a alligator head at the other."
Little boy says, "Well, you say he have a alligator head at
one end of his body and a leopard head at the other end. WEll,
how do he poop ?"
First little boy: "He DON'T!!! That what make him so mean !!"
Barbra Griffin
October 7, 2007
(c)
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buckman
Firefly
USA
2684 Posts |
Posted - 10/07/2007 : 08:47:42
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Indian Summer Sunday October Hudson Valley.
Hot again today...
Leaves are not turning fiery yet
Like they did when Van wrote Moondance
in the Real Woodstock just north of here...
City people driving up the river for the
Tree shows will be disappointed and have to
drown their sorrows with Mimosas and bloody Mary's
at my friend's Irish bar where I met Plumbley
and Gilesy from the Isle of Wight
in spring of 2001 both after and before the world
turned upside down [again]...
Steely Dan Alive in America came on my jukebox while I was
walking my new [free] treadmill and
reminded me of Hazy Davy and how much hurt we all felt
for him in Amsterdam those months;
I felt like I was in jail there too, tho I know that's ridiculous
because while he was starving and fighting
for his very life,
I was drinking whiskey
and taking percocets and chasing wimmins....
Ah, life....
Indian Summer Sunday October Hudson Valley.
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BarbraG
Windchimer
1797 Posts |
Posted - 10/07/2007 : 10:59:11
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Wow, Rev. B.
I can't believe I put a little (c) at the end of that silly
story. I should go to bed when I'm sleepy.
I left part of it out.
One little boy: If he have a leopard head at ONE end of his
body and a alligator head at the other, what do they call him ?
Other little boy: That's a animal they call a "lepergator".
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San Diego
Rocker
394 Posts |
Posted - 10/07/2007 : 16:33:49
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| We are waiting on the arrival of a new member of our family. He's scheduled to make his appearance tomorrow around 8am. His name is Wyatt after his paternal granddaddy, David Wyatt Stone. (Jonmark, we may be related.) His Daddy will get to spend a couple of weeks with him before being deployed to Iraq. The kids are glued together with caramel apples waiting for their new cousin. |
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Ailinn
Swinger
1441 Posts |
Posted - 10/07/2007 : 16:36:29
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| Now the diary. The last entry made years ago. The book closed and tied with frayed ribbon. And, oh, yes... The rusty key. She did not know the end to the story. Neither did he. Anything could happen. And did. |
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BarbraG
Windchimer
1797 Posts |
Posted - 10/09/2007 : 22:28:16
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Deployment. It's always been such an awful thing. The woman
waits for news. No news is good news. Most of the time. Deployment
is dreaded even in peacetime but, in war, is unbearable. It's the
waiting. The waiting takes on a life of its own. It grows arms
and legs, hands and feet and breathes by itself, sucking the very air out of
the world those who wait live in. It's never a friend and always an enemy. For
those who wait, time stands still and it's only good . . . . when it's over.
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Edited by - BarbraG on 10/09/2007 22:31:05 |
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Doug L
Firefly
Canada
5390 Posts |
Posted - 10/10/2007 : 00:28:59
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NO
All his life
the language mastered
him.
As if he slept
at the bottom of a waterfall,
laughing.
In his last year he said no,
once, for the first time,
the only time.
We forgot this moment,
forgot the question.
A sadness without name.
After the dark years
in the hills, not knowing
his mother had died,
He descended,
came to our table
pouring light.
The question?
Would love ever die.
Now you remember.
DL
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buckman
Firefly
USA
2684 Posts |
Posted - 10/11/2007 : 20:46:52
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They settled in for the night.
The lettuce was planted,
the arbor was built and they were worn down.
They sat on opposite ends of the couch and he read Michener
and she read Irving and each thought of playing with the other's toes.
It was becoming harder and harder to concentrate.
What really made it hard was the thousand miles between them.
Making the best of what you've got
sounds good but lives hard...
Missin you, B...
~*~
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aussiedave
Rocker
Australia
472 Posts |
Posted - 10/11/2007 : 23:20:54
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"what really made it hard was the thousand miles between them"
...and the universes...
...the universes...
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BarbraG
Windchimer
1797 Posts |
Posted - 10/12/2007 : 12:23:49
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The horse thundered across the valley. I had watched him from
the beginning of his run. It was as if he were racing the winds,
or fleeing from them. He was running as if his life depended on
it. But, as far as I could see, there was no earthly reason for
his lone stampede. He was magnificently black, a silhouette against
the horizon. Every step he ran took more of a toll on him in
every way. Just when I was wondering if he would ever stop ....
he did. Struggling for breath, it seemed that he would die
... in front of me, just yards away. I wanted to help him breathe
the air that would save his life, and give him the taste of
water that he needed. His skin was wet, and white foam was
coming from his mouth. He looked spent, helpless....and
beautiful. I could stand it no longer. I took a step toward him.
Then, another. He let me approach and, just when I could reach
out and touch him, suddenly ..... ......
BGee - - (Hey, Jonmark)
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