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buckman
Firefly

USA
2703 Posts

Posted - 05/10/2008 :  07:53:41  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
We had a plan.

We were going to catch up for the first time
since we'd been together.
Took a three year bank loan,
invested in some coke,
alot of coke.
The plan was to step on it, sell it,
pay our bills,
catch up,
get out from under,
start again.

We sat at that table for a long time,
hours, days,
back and forth to the bedroom,
then back to the white mountain
on the table.
In a week it was gone.
The loan lived on for the three years.

Make The Gods laugh.

Make a plan...
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1806 Posts

Posted - 05/11/2008 :  18:27:23  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
"You are broken only if you break."

~Mickey Newbury~
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1806 Posts

Posted - 05/11/2008 :  18:33:28  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
A snub of candle between them when he turned the hour glass upside down. His long shadow already in crisis. His cherished face, harrowed, but not distraught. "Tell me a story," he said, "make it last the night." Time passed. A century or three. The power on Cielo Azul flickered but never went out. They looked up at the sizzling stars. The squadrons of Angels, the legions of Saints. "Listen," he said, "sometimes I get tired of flying above the clouds and I look for a warm corner to lie down in. The dreamsleep is as much a miracle as the flight."
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Doug L
Firefly

Canada
5430 Posts

Posted - 05/15/2008 :  15:13:16  Show Profile  Visit Doug L's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
LATE FRAGMENT

And did you get what
you wanted from this life, even so?
I did.
And what did you want?
To call myself beloved, to feel myself
beloved on the earth.

Raymond Carver
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1806 Posts

Posted - 05/15/2008 :  18:51:52  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
"It wasn't for music
you came to me, but
for daring - mine
and yours."

~Tess Gallagher~
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Doug L
Firefly

Canada
5430 Posts

Posted - 05/15/2008 :  19:21:28  Show Profile  Visit Doug L's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Once I lay on the bank with my eyes closed,
listening to the sound the water made,
and to the wind in the tops of the trees. The same wind
that blows out on the Strait, but a different wind, too.
For a while I even let myself imagine I had died --
and that was all right, at least for a couple
of minutes, until it really sank in: Dead.
As I way lying there with my eyes closed,
just after I'd imagined what it might be like
if in fact I never got up again, I thought of you.
I opened my eyes then and got right up
and went back to being happy again.
I'm grateful to you, you see.
I wanted to tell you.

Raymond Carver
(from "For Tess")
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1806 Posts

Posted - 05/15/2008 :  19:40:34  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
"Soooo... Dream and fly.
I'm holding your heart out of harm's way."

~Mickey Newbury~
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buckman
Firefly

USA
2703 Posts

Posted - 05/16/2008 :  14:14:51  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
That first year married, we lived in a shack...

No kidding, a shack. Your garage is probably
bigger than this was. And it was for two families.
A deluxe shack.
But, at that point, both of us fresh off the road and
twenty years old, it was better than a cave, on a beach
or the parents basement.
We'd met on the road in California and
came back to NY to get married;
just for the Hell of it...
and alot of it was,
Hell, caused by both,
to be fair and generous to,
well, me...
But, there was a fair amount of Heaven, too,
those twenty years.

I'm sorry, DD, wherever you are,
for the shacks and the bad jobs and
mostly for you never getting to see me
all grown up,
finally...
[almost]
It's been a long road without you.

You know,
that first year married I don't think we ever slept...

~*~
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Doug L
Firefly

Canada
5430 Posts

Posted - 05/17/2008 :  00:05:24  Show Profile  Visit Doug L's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
He said it doesn't look good
he said it looks bad in fact real bad
he said I counted thirty-two of them on one lung before
I quit counting them
I said I'm glad I wouldn't want to know
about any more being there than that
he said are you a religious man do you kneel down
in forest groves and let yourself ask for help
when you come to a waterfall
mist blowing against your face and arms
do you stop and ask for understanding at those moments
I said not yet but I intend to start today
he said I'm real sorry he said
I wish I had some other kind of news to give you
I said Amen and he said something else
I didn't catch and not knowing what else to do
and not wanting him to have to repeat it
and me to have to fully digest it
I just looked at him
for a minute and he looked back it was then
I jumped up and shook hands with this man who'd just given me
something no one else on earth had ever given me
I may have even thanked him, habit being so strong

Raymond Carver
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buckman
Firefly

USA
2703 Posts

Posted - 05/17/2008 :  07:18:07  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Duke Ellington riding in the back of his limo,
somewhere in Indiana. He is reading by lamplight.
Billy Strayhorn is with him, but asleep.
The tires hiss on the pavement.
The Duke goes on reading and turning the pages.

-Carver

Edited by - buckman on 05/17/2008 07:18:37
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1806 Posts

Posted - 05/17/2008 :  13:01:32  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Cool summer nights.
Windows open.
Lamps burning.
Fruit in the bowl.
And your head on my shoulder.
These the happiest moments in the day.

Next to the early morning hours,
of course. And the time
just before lunch.
And the afternoon, and
early evening hours.
But I do love

these summer nights.
Even more, I think,
than those other times.
The work finished for the day.
And no one who can reach us now.
Or ever.

~Raymond Carver~

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buckman
Firefly

USA
2703 Posts

Posted - 05/17/2008 :  16:37:09  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Nothing cuts thru the nite like a solitary saxophone...

Slicing the divide between truth and lies,
solitude and solitary
fact and fiction
frailty and strength.
Peeling back the layers
built up by the day & the world.

Leaving nothing but
you and the truth...

HB
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1806 Posts

Posted - 05/18/2008 :  17:31:36  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
The Magician moves to the foot of the stage. Sees the hopefuls in the front row lean closer. She knows it's his cracked-in-half laughter that saves them all. He tosses the Life Preserver into the crowd. Picks up the saw and steps forward. Her pins-and-needles sleeping limbs. Her wide-open unblinking eyes. "Pixels," the Magician offers, and begins sawing, "too close to the big picture to see."
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1806 Posts

Posted - 05/18/2008 :  17:33:02  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Down the sand-blown road
The coast curves and glitters
Guard your heart, now, Lady
He cautions
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1806 Posts

Posted - 05/18/2008 :  17:34:40  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
"Two tin cans and a thousand miles of string."
Maybe a little more string now, Baby.
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Craig
Firefly

Kyrgyzstan
3778 Posts

Posted - 05/18/2008 :  21:00:19  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
She threw a rock then hid her hands...

~ Craig
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BarbraG
Windchimer

1824 Posts

Posted - 05/23/2008 :  22:19:06  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
"Broken Toys"

Little broken hearts. "Such a pretty little face, with a heart
that's been torn .... Living in a borrowed space, from the moment
she was born . . How many tears she's cried, but never tears of
joy . . . Someone's taken a little girl and made a Broken Toy".

"Two sad little eyes, painted heartbreak blue .. the simplest of
his dreams.. never will come true ..someone elses pain fell on this
little boy . .. someone's taken a soldier, and made a Broken Toy"

"Broken Toys,.. for every one we break, a broken life takes its' place... that one day will break Toys of its' own . .Oh, Lord .. we have to mend these Broken Toys . . and let them be children again .. give back the innocence stolen from them..



These words are from a song that B.J. Thomas recorded. The video
is almost impossible to watch all the way through . . . but it
is worth the tears. This should be played on all of the radios
and televisions in the world all day and all night for just one day.
What am I saying ?? For just one minute to get some of the words in.
I'd settle for that.

BGee

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buckman
Firefly

USA
2703 Posts

Posted - 05/24/2008 :  21:37:02  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Lemme see, it seems like the trailer was just outside of Washington, PA.

In a big, open field right next to the interstate.
We all piled thru the little door, snowcovered
shivering and laughing, falling all over each other.
We'd been out ramming snowbanks
with a VW bug, trying to get stuck and then
lifting it out when we finally did.
Anyway, the trailer didn't have much
but it did have a stereo and a recliner and a mirror.
I remember doing Crystal for the first time
and lying in that chair vibrating
to Emerson, Lake and Palmer's first album...

Sometimes you have to look back down the road
to see where you entered the tunnels...

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Doug L
Firefly

Canada
5430 Posts

Posted - 05/30/2008 :  14:21:31  Show Profile  Visit Doug L's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Not for a moment,
beautiful aged Walt Whitman,
have I failed
to see your beard full
of butterflies.

Federico Garcia Lorca
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buckman
Firefly

USA
2703 Posts

Posted - 05/31/2008 :  08:00:22  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
In that last moment of clarity,
just before sleep
when all the busy-ness and fear have gone,
one thought stayed to play me off to dreams or nightmares:

Raised from the dead...

God might be able to do the trick in three days...

The rest of us take a little longer.

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