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Ailinn
Windchimer

1780 Posts

Posted - 03/04/2009 :  20:27:46  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
In the denser light of Durrow he made his way along the quay. Seabirds calling. Nicked finger. Heart full of vows.
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buckman
Firefly

USA
2703 Posts

Posted - 03/06/2009 :  21:10:07  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
He looked at the clock on the
wall above the bar and said,
Hell with it, close enuf to midnite...

He said to Tater,
the one whore
[I'm sorry, sweety, dance hall girl]
that still hung around him back in the shadows,
I don't know what I miss more
the whiskey or the women...

She said,
Well, one of em you can still have.

He said, Nah, it's just like the whiskey,
When the headin down days
start to outrun the
livin it up nites...

Time to hang it up for a spell...
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1780 Posts

Posted - 03/12/2009 :  17:51:52  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
When the fire engines arrive he's tying the sheets together. Tossing them over the balcony rail to her smile so free and brazen.
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1780 Posts

Posted - 03/15/2009 :  13:12:34  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Modern Vigil: "Rattlesnake season. You comin'?" he said, whipping the tall grass out of the way, snapping the rope back and forth in a swath before them. Later he said, "I like to be surprised...how 'bout you?"
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buckman
Firefly

USA
2703 Posts

Posted - 03/19/2009 :  18:38:49  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Party girls growing older.

Different stages of time.
Worry lines starting in,
& most of her friends don't work now.
but the dayjob pays good and the place is okay.
Waiting for more. Just starting to need it.

Hoping...
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buckman
Firefly

USA
2703 Posts

Posted - 03/21/2009 :  17:51:52  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
She came upstairs and found him
sitting in the rocker just
looking out the window at a hawk
flying over the yard and
beyond that to the river.
He seemed sad.
She thought of a rhyme...
Eighty two and nothing left to do.
Did he have regrets?
Were they his own or for his son?
Were they because he had no grandchildren?
Were they because his friends kept dying?

Or was it just a peaceful moment after breakfast
and nothing much was wrong?

She knew.
She shared the same life.

It was a beautiful Saturday morning in March
looking down at the Hudson River.

Nothing much was wrong...
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buckman
Firefly

USA
2703 Posts

Posted - 03/21/2009 :  19:33:58  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
I got on stage after after a great Irish Accordian player
and before the crowd was too drunk.
Had a great soundtrack I made for the intro
and I did my ditties and walked out for a cigarette.
Ten minutes.
It went very well.
Lots of accolades from big & small, old & young.

Felt good to get it done sober.
And it being March 17th...
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San Diego
Rocker

462 Posts

Posted - 03/22/2009 :  19:44:47  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
...Pages and pages of dreams...soooo...
Close your sleepy eyes and let the sky...

Mickey Newbury
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1780 Posts

Posted - 04/01/2009 :  20:49:45  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
He traveled through my heart like short-circuited lightning. Like live wires spliced into stars, she said.
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San Diego
Rocker

462 Posts

Posted - 04/03/2009 :  20:21:06  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Don't write to a line and don't lie. Don't sacrifice the meaning for the clever phrase or rhyme. Soooo... What are you waiting for?

Mickey Newbury
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buckman
Firefly

USA
2703 Posts

Posted - 04/04/2009 :  14:36:23  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Broken hearts are always telling you where they came from.

It's like listening to a recent immigrant
talk about the homeland.
And you have to listen, you can't be rude,
even when you can't understand
a thing they're saying.
The poor, pumping little thing, shedding pitiful crocodile tears
reminiscing about this and that time
when things were working and the sky
was blue everyday and the kid had
a little league game and there was a woman
at home that loved him and so on and on yah yah yah.
Going on like a drunk at closing time
when all that fuel has finally hit the hot parts
of the engine and everybody working is
getting ready for bed but they gotta listen
because he's the only one paying and they're stuck there anyway.
They don't even know they're an audience;
they think they're asleep and there is this droning going on
that they can almost identify as human
but it is so unlike their language they don't
begin and won't ever even start to try and even understand it.

Um, Yeah, it's like that...




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buckman
Firefly

USA
2703 Posts

Posted - 04/04/2009 :  16:12:22  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
She looked down at me thru the whiskey haze
and the smoke and said,
How about being a gentleman and letting
me go first for once?
I said,
Well, you know that I'm a terminal romantic,
but if you keep moving your hips like that,
there's not much to be decided about who goes first...
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1780 Posts

Posted - 04/04/2009 :  19:01:50  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Dream-riddled nights and the moon's slanted silver. The night with its black velvet ribbon undone. Its faithful dark arriving on time. He sleeps close to water for the sound of it. He disturbs the moon. He rearranges the furniture under Heaven. Each night he pulls the sun down from the treetops. Each morning he flings it back up again. His name is the password through a centuries-locked door. He opens and closes his eyes unaware of his power.
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1780 Posts

Posted - 04/05/2009 :  15:06:07  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Anniversary. Things happened, she said. Small explosions inside my heart. He had early mornings caught in his sheltering arms. He had the last night's captured dream. His knees came up hot against the backs of mine when his curved story slipped into my ear.
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buckman
Firefly

USA
2703 Posts

Posted - 04/05/2009 :  18:50:34  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
The first time I met her
she whispered to me,
I deal in ecstasy-
the feeling, not the pills.

I said, I'm pretty sure
I remember both, but
when we're done here,
if you have anything left
maybe you could just sell me
a little hope & faith.
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1780 Posts

Posted - 04/08/2009 :  20:02:28  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Poppies nodding under retro-fitted bridges. Tectonic plates planning their mutinous escape to the sea. Sand drifting across the courtyard where he binds up her hair with transparent fingers. Holes in the cloudbank. Stars showing through.
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buckman
Firefly

USA
2703 Posts

Posted - 04/09/2009 :  15:44:32  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Today marks Two years after the whiskey & pills took their leave.
Still learning to walk. Baby steps.
Singing and dancing will come next.

Maybe a waltz...

~*~
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srusenstrom
Swinger

USA
730 Posts

Posted - 04/09/2009 :  15:53:47  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
C-O-N-G-R-A-T-U-L-A-T-I-O-N-S Hank - come to Gainesville in June and we will do the waltz...

Alaska Shirley

"May you have warmth in your igloo, oil in your lamp and peace in your heart"
An Eskimo Toast of Goodwill
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Grania
Rocker

108 Posts

Posted - 04/09/2009 :  19:50:56  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply

I'm so happy for you!

Let's dance. Once around the floor for...days gone by.
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1780 Posts

Posted - 04/10/2009 :  21:19:37  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
We were in end times. Talking ourselves into Heaven. His dreams storm-driven and demon-tossed. His ship listing under shore birds cries. A cobbled town he chooses. A white-washed steeple poking up through epic fog. Acres of candles flickering in sooty globes.
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