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Ailinn
Windchimer
2197 Posts |
 Posted - 09/02/2012 : 17:36:02
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"...of course it all happens too fast, hahaha. But that's the way of it."
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San Diego
Swinger
509 Posts |
Posted - 09/03/2012 : 18:06:52
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| Surf's up. And a lizard party on the patio. Labor Day I cut the labels out of my back to school clothes. Fastened Lilly-of-the-Valley size bells to my shoes with invisible fishline. So faint the sound, almost not there. Had I counted the allotment of breaths I would have been bolder. |
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Ailinn
Windchimer
2197 Posts |
Posted - 09/03/2012 : 18:09:26
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| A shattering of glass on the parquet floor when his tablecloth experiment fails. "For my next trick..." he says, and winks. |
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Ailinn
Windchimer
2197 Posts |
Posted - 09/09/2012 : 17:53:46
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| He says, "Ask for childhood and a magic charm. A stone polished smooth by our fingertips. Yours or mine won't matter. We'll know it for what it is." Fire season. Tumbleweed uprooted. Sage spice and dry heat smell of chaparral. The road they travel is pocked with peril. A fault-line lies beneath them. September's canyons traced with fugitive slurry. Careful of what they can be careful of. |
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buckman
Firefly
USA
2825 Posts |
Posted - 09/11/2012 : 19:49:27
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Time was I had a dream
The sky was so blue
The meadow so green
A time in the fire of my youth
A time when a dreamer had time
For a dream to come true
Oh, but time is a handful of sand to an old man
While time is a warm place to stand for a young man
To stand hand in hand with a young girl
Watching the tide roll in
Time was I had a dream
Certain and sure
I could do anything
A time so long ago, once I knew
A place in my heart
Where a dream would come true
Oh, time is a rock and roll band to a young man
While time is a warm loving hand to an old man
A strong loving shoulder to lean on
And watch the children at play
Time was I had a dream
Time was I had a dream
My dream was to stand here and sing
Stand here and sing
I have had mountains
And mountains and mountains of sand
In the palm of my hand
Written by Mickey Newbury
Read by HB: http://youtu.be/PDVlC2AJyYo
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San Diego
Swinger
509 Posts |
Posted - 09/11/2012 : 19:57:00
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| Love it, New York. One of my favorites of yours, and of his. |
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Becka
Sitter
95 Posts |
Posted - 09/12/2012 : 15:42:25
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Rodeo Joe.....
"...well, some of my old horses just won't die...and others...I sorta feel like I have to keep beating for while...you know, just to make sure I've put them out of my misery"
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buckman
Firefly
USA
2825 Posts |
Posted - 09/12/2012 : 17:51:41
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Time was I had a dream
The sky was so blue
The meadow so green
A time in the fire of my youth
A time when a dreamer had time
For a dream to come true
Oh, but time is a handful of sand to an old man
While time is a warm place to stand for a young man
To stand hand in hand with a young girl
Watching the tide roll in
Time was I had a dream
Certain and sure
I could do anything
A time so long ago, once I knew
A place in my heart
Where a dream would come true
Oh, time is a rock and roll band to a young man
While time is a warm loving hand to an old man
A strong loving shoulder to lean on
And watch the children at play
Time was I had a dream
Time was I had a dream
My dream was to stand here and sing
Stand here and sing
I have had mountains
And mountains and mountains of sand
In the palm of my hand
Written by Mickey Newbury
Read by HB: http://youtu.be/PDVlC2AJyYo
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Illiance
Starting Member
USA
48 Posts |
Posted - 09/12/2012 : 22:17:00
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Great vocal interpretation... thanks Hank
Illiance
If it wasn't for Procrastination, Chaos would be my best friend... j.stone
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Craig
Firefly
Kyrgyzstan
3793 Posts |
Posted - 09/13/2012 : 17:43:47
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Originally posted by Illiance
Great vocal interpretation... thanks Hank
Illiance
If it wasn't for Procrastination, Chaos would be my best friend... j.stone
Illiance...
You have NO idea how much it means to me to see you post here...again. Please, pal. Don't be a stranger. Mean it...really. We all, miss your company...I can speak for us all.
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buckman
Firefly
USA
2825 Posts |
Posted - 09/13/2012 : 19:48:26
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Yes. Illiance and Grania were the beginning
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buckman
Firefly
USA
2825 Posts |
Posted - 09/15/2012 : 04:20:15
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There is pain out in the world tonight
And some of it's your very own
Lord, I know you gave it all you had
Somehow that last dream has flown.
Have the spirits all deserted you
Left you to sing your lonesome tune?
Lord, we ask so little and yet so much
Why do the answers never come too soon?
Do not be so hard upon yourself
The world will gladly do that part
Keep what matters flowing freely through your soul
So the truths can reach your heart.
Does it sometimes seem so much to bear
All the work that goes unseen?
Is it the weakest or the strongest ones
That end up going to their knees?
Do not be so hard upon yourself
The world will gladly do that part
Keep what matters flowing freely through your soul
So the truths can reach your heart.
We enter naked and without blame
And day by day we gain and lose
We need the hope our elders promised
We need to find the path to choose
Do not be so hard upon yourself
The world will gladly do that part
Kepp what matters flowing freely through your soul
So the truths can reach your heart.
[Audio:http://youtu.be/oVg4FMi1dmE]
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buckman
Firefly
USA
2825 Posts |
Posted - 09/15/2012 : 04:25:00
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Oh I wish I was a willow tree
Leanin' on a lazy breeze
Movin' like a midnight train
Through rainy Georgia
Wish I was a grain of sand
Playin' in a babys hands
Fallin' like a diamond chain
Into the ocean
Oh a willow tree is strong enough to bend
Never like the oak that lives in fear of the wind
A grain of sand is all I ever wanted to be
Lay me down let the water
Wash right over me wash over me
Oh I wish I was an old guitar
Sittin' in a beat-up car
Hittin' every two-bit bar
From here to Texas
Then I wouldn't be ashamed
To look up my old friends
And they would be so proud
To see me strung up again
Oh a grain of sand
Is all I ever wanted to be
Lay me down and let the water
Wash over me wash over me
Nobody wants you
When you're down and out
Nobody wants to know your name
You're just another face
Lost in the crowded street
In the crowded street
Oh I wish I was a willow tree
Leanin' on a lazy breeze
Movin' like a midnight train
Through rainy Georgia
A willow tree is strong enough to bend
Never like the oak that lives in fear of the wind
A grain of sand is all I ever wanted to be
Lay me down let the water
Wash right over me wash over me
Wash over me
Wash over me
Wash over me
Wash over me
M Newbury ~*~
Audio reading as poesy at:http://youtu.be/gjaDmUhqtw8
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buckman
Firefly
USA
2825 Posts |
Posted - 09/15/2012 : 17:32:57
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Thank you, Jason. Your listening means a great deal to me. H
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Illiance
Starting Member
USA
48 Posts |
Posted - 09/15/2012 : 21:24:18
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Thanks for the kind words... I have been in a bit of a fog for awhile... if you keep telling yourself that you're a hermit, well, all manifestation is preceded by a thought. Lately I've been making a few new connections here in Tucson and about three weeks ago a mandolin player, bass player and myself formed a little combo. On the first practice we recorded one of my songs... here's a link if you want to listen... http://www.mediafire.com/?ln23ot442a88ma9
Illiance
If it wasn't for Procrastination, Chaos would be my best friend... j.stone
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San Diego
Swinger
509 Posts |
Posted - 09/16/2012 : 19:48:17
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Remembering things Mick said often that made me think:
-Brain stew. What's drippin' in the pan in the moment.
-You're standin' with your nose up against one pixel. Step back. See the big picture.
-Your handwriting. Your dreams. Be careful who you tell your secrets to.
-No sunglasses after midnight.
-Funny...how the story changes...once it's been around the table.
-Few things happen...most things just become.
-Flame, not sparkle.
-When this movie stops...
-No dark books, baby.
-Keep a jack and a shovel in the trunk. Two sturdy planks in case of...
The Porch people used to write more about him. I wish they would do it again. Especially in September.
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Ailinn
Windchimer
2197 Posts |
Posted - 09/16/2012 : 22:14:51
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| He lifts the lid on The Box of Names. "...for today," he says, and hands her a scrap of paper. |
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buckman
Firefly
USA
2825 Posts |
Posted - 09/17/2012 : 05:13:09
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Jason, I listened and loved the music. Except for my job I am a hermit. Sometimes by choice, sometimes not. It is hard for me to socialize without my drugs and liquor these five years and am still learning to walk alone. My best to you forever and always.Iliance lives forever in my heart. Hank
Ailinn, I have posted two pieces to speak of Mick in September.Hope it makes you smile; that is my entire goal today. Rev B
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Ailinn
Windchimer
2197 Posts |
Posted - 09/17/2012 : 20:08:50
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Ah, Henry...
Days gone by. |
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buckman
Firefly
USA
2825 Posts |
Posted - 09/18/2012 : 14:20:48
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For those who have suffered:
PLACES LOCKED BY GRACE
I could feel her shaking in my arms,
But she said, be assured I will not break.
He may have tried to take my body
But there's more to me he can never take.
I have been violated in so many ways
But there are places that must stay safe
There are places only some can go
And those places are locked by grace.
The horrors that a woman feels
or a child or even a man
That face the beasts that walk this Earth
and are damaged at their hands
Must be treated ever forward
with tenderness, a loving embrace
There is so little left to them
That will ever restore their faith
I could feel her shaking in my arms,
But she said, be assured I will not break.
He may have tried to take my body
But there's more to me he can never take.
Be patient with the child, the woman, the young man
Give them room to breathe and room to love
But what they need the most is time.
The healing comes from a higher place
than you can ever reach
It may seem now like they are drowning
But, be assured they will find the beach.
I could feel her shaking in my arms,
But she said, be assured I will not break.
He may have tried to take my body
But there's more to me he can never take.
Hank Beukema revbuckmanmusic 2012
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The Nightly Vigil