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rodeo
Swinger

USA
733 Posts

Posted - 11/21/2010 :  16:41:41  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Were we blinded by the moment?
…was that “the light” we saw?
Do either of us want anything that the other doesn’t really want to give?
…is there some strange (twisted) obligation?

Let’s not take on more than we can bear.
You’re not willin’…
and I’m not able
‘Cuz it just ain’t my cross to share.

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buckman
Firefly

USA
2705 Posts

Posted - 11/24/2010 :  21:45:20  Show Profile  Visit buckman's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Ralph [[ the Hudson River BiPolar bear]] was downstairs
dancing to Ray Charles singing Eleanor Rigby
and watching dirty movies on cable...
I said Ralphie, what are you thankful for?
He said, [[ Um, Jameson's, Ray Charles and, uh, dirty movies...]]
Wow, I said, you really have a small window you look out of, don't you?

Rev Buckman was sitting out back just staring at the woods...
I said, Rev, how about you?
He said, between God the Devil and you,
evrything I have ever loved has been taken from me...
The baby, the women.... The pills...
Just what I gotta be thankful for?
I said, You are lucky that I don't kill you off,
you can be thankful for that, okay, curmudgeon?

I said, Guys....
Today is the day when Americans go to the storeroom of their souls
and take an inventory and appreciate what they have that
many, many others do not...
I said, it's a tradition and it's one of those things that let's us stop for a minute
and look back and look ahead and kind of put a pin in the map that says,
YOU ARE HERE.

Then I thanked the Gods
[that I sometimes talked to and sometimes even talked to me]
for being alive and sober for one more day...

That's it.
They know the rest,
that's why they got the job...

Besides, everything else is just gravy...
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Jonmark
Windchimer

USA
1787 Posts

Posted - 11/25/2010 :  12:42:08  Show Profile  Visit Jonmark's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Amen Hank.
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rodeo
Swinger

USA
733 Posts

Posted - 11/29/2010 :  12:51:33  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
I have spent much time...most of my life, in fact, trying to convince myself and others that I knew what I was talking about.

I have recently realized that I do know a lot about what I think. rjr (the real one).

"I have great faith in fools; self-confidence my friends call it."-Poe (the real one)
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Jonmark
Windchimer

USA
1787 Posts

Posted - 11/29/2010 :  13:31:13  Show Profile  Visit Jonmark's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
"Sometimes, if you stand on the bottom rail of a bridge and lean over to
watch the river slipping slowly away beneath you, you will suddenly
know everything there is to be known." -Pooh (the real one)


Edited by - Jonmark on 11/29/2010 13:32:46
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rodeo
Swinger

USA
733 Posts

Posted - 11/29/2010 :  13:34:48  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
...and may I say, the real Pooh is far superior to sham pooh.
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Karen Runk
Firefly

USA
4925 Posts

Posted - 11/29/2010 :  17:20:16  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Send Karen Runk an AOL message  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply


Karen Runk
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rodeo
Swinger

USA
733 Posts

Posted - 11/30/2010 :  14:00:39  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Pooh the sage:

..."there is something you must always remember... you are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. But the most important thing is, even if we're apart.. i'll always be with you.”
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Doug L
Firefly

Canada
5434 Posts

Posted - 12/12/2010 :  08:46:03  Show Profile  Visit Doug L's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
GENE

The Parkinson's twisting your once-limber body,
pulling you to the right and down, always to the right
and down, buckling your posture until your right ear sought
a pillow, left elbow bent at odd angles as your hands searched
for anchor between your thighs, your whole body trembling.

Over the years of decline, my son took to sitting on your right,
always to your right, snug to you, still able to see the man
who danced with joy before the earthquake entered the flesh
and stayed. My son's body became the pillow for your ear, the anchor
for your shaking hands. In his heart now, you dance from the grave.

DL
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Becka
Sitter

95 Posts

Posted - 12/13/2010 :  07:35:20  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
quote:
Originally posted by rodeo

...and may I say, the real Pooh is far superior to sham pooh.



FOR-sure...
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Doug L
Firefly

Canada
5434 Posts

Posted - 12/18/2010 :  11:30:32  Show Profile  Visit Doug L's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
The Way It Is

There’s a thread you follow. It goes among
things that change. But it doesn’t change.
People wonder about what you are pursuing.
You have to explain about the thread.
But it is hard for others to see.
While you hold it you can’t get lost.
Tragedies happen; people get hurt
or die; and you suffer and get old.
Nothing you do can stop time’s unfolding.
You don’t ever let go of the thread.

William Stafford
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1895 Posts

Posted - 12/18/2010 :  19:11:08  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Heart surgery.
Would you like to finish your tea
before we continue?
No, go ahead, it's OK.
Have you done this before?
Not like this.
You mean the blood?
Here, let me get you a bandage.
How fine you appear
properly pin-striped.
Daunting rep tie,
tailored shirt,
white cuffs shining.
Right thumb curled
in the nether world.
Closed wings folded
over Sunset's
twenty miles of neon blue.
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Doug L
Firefly

Canada
5434 Posts

Posted - 12/19/2010 :  11:20:59  Show Profile  Visit Doug L's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
What was it I went looking for, wanting to replace
The wider ring of anger with the tighter ring of grace
Until my skin went missing and a newer skin did form
Too thin to be a prison, thick enough to keep me warm

And I looked in twenty countries, desperate to see
A face that rang familiar in the smoke of history
At last my skin was burning where your lips had left their wine
I joined hands with the smoke the day your body covered mine

And I knew I had to follow, as if a hidden string
Had pulled me back from anger, into the tighter ring
And when you wrapped me in your hair I had no skin at all
Your fingers ten commandments then, and I obeyed them all

What was it I was looking for, desperate to see
A face that promised mercy in the ruins of history
I traded in my skin for love, wanting to replace
The wider ring of anger with the tighter ring of grace

DL
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Doug L
Firefly

Canada
5434 Posts

Posted - 12/19/2010 :  11:24:34  Show Profile  Visit Doug L's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Good to read your words again, Roisin.
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Doug L
Firefly

Canada
5434 Posts

Posted - 01/15/2011 :  09:44:28  Show Profile  Visit Doug L's Homepage  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Wendell Berry : At A Country Funeral
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TpDdhX3qh5k
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1895 Posts

Posted - 02/09/2011 :  20:17:21  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Fate waits on the patio of the Hotel Los Flamingos sipping Coco Loco and eating cognac-grilled shrimp. Under a thatched umbrella in tropical shadow a 1950's Tarzan and Jane look on. Carmine twilight when the shots are fired. When the souvenir women with babes in slings scream and fall over their trinkets. When truckloads of soldiers roll past the blue-domed Cathedral where Christ writhes in sorrow in His crystal crib. Past the Eiffel Tower and the brazen cliff divers, past the bungee jumpers and concrete bunkers along Acapulco Bay. The Devil dances to bongos at midnight. Pulsing lasers strike his silver-skull crown.

On Miguel Aleman Boulevard in February 2011 all the neon lights are red.


Edited by - Ailinn on 12/09/2015 11:05:13
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1895 Posts

Posted - 02/20/2011 :  13:12:07  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
Catching up at Sunrise House. Roberta Barron, alias "Robber", Human Resource coordinator and Chloe's great grand-daughter. A waif's face with dark eyes set in with sooty fingers. Chopped hair and chipped Holy Coal nail polish. Refuses to wear the prescribed sun-logo lab coat. No laces in her lug-sole metalic boots. Robber's dusting lavender shadow on Chloe's closed eyelids in the Dayroom at 5 pm. She's taking Chloe to see Black Swan at the El Camino Arclight. Chloe's petite with graceful hands and perfect posture. A dancer in '42 who "...toured with the USO." Robber holds her MAC brushes between her teeth and applies blush to Chloe's high cheekbones. When Robber whisks off the "Daddy's Rippin' Ribs" bib the assembled clap and tap their slippered toes. Elise and McKenna are a couple now. I suspect Robber arranged that too. Scheduling their "Walking Therapy" together. His and Her canes to lean on. Meals at the same corner table. Rumors of a candle. Contraband here. Finally, Marcella Delight. Transferring to Rancho Mirage. "Do you ever get out to the desert?" she asks me. Grief's still steeping its cruel tea there. Unfixable sadness. I don't tell her my windows are covered with butcher's paper and not coming down any time soon. I make a date to take her to The River, a make-believe oasis on Route 111. There's a Cheesecake Factory and a P. F. Chang's China Bistro. There's the Santa Rosa's serrated silouette at sunset. Melancholy color. Red time.
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1895 Posts

Posted - 02/20/2011 :  13:18:45  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
-remembering Mick. "What do you think of birds, Ro? Do they have souls? Fish?... This turkey sandwich?...this pen?... Surely that pen does, Mick, I said. His gravelly laugh, then. A dangerous editor. A permanent cut.

I miss them both everyday.
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Joe Z
Windchimer

USA
1817 Posts

Posted - 02/20/2011 :  15:37:19  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
My Dear Ailinn, Elise McKenna is the unforgettable character from Somewhere In Time, played by the beautiful actress, Jane Seymour. You know I don't believe in coincidence.
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Ailinn
Windchimer

1895 Posts

Posted - 02/20/2011 :  19:02:12  Show Profile  Edit Reply  Reply with Quote  View user's IP address  Delete Reply
My Dear Joseph, Neither do I. Looking forward to your new endeavor. Both of them. Love to you, Roxanne, and the family.
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