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buckman
Firefly
    
USA
2825 Posts |
Posted - 04/14/2006 : 19:01:23
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[Where are the stars? I see only holes. A light from behind the sky makes it's way through... touches the Earth and traces the ground until once again the midnight sun falls quietly over the edge. You can tell the moon is full, some crazy Cowboy tried to gun down the wind again this morning.][Mickey Newbury]
I sit in the back of the Cafe, in the dark, where no one can see me...I see it all, I hear it all......The Evil... The Evil ... I can no longer pretend it is not there.... Someday they will pay for who and what they are...They will not ever even know... One moment, here, drinking a whiskey; the next, in Hell... It will ruin their day... It is the Work of the Lord..... I continue to not feel a sense of guilt....
Rev Buckman
http://www.mytown.ca/outsiders/beukema/
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buckman
Firefly
    
USA
2825 Posts |
Posted - 04/14/2006 : 19:03:11
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The Carnival Whore told me That Blue Velvet was her Favorite song And that If I wanted to live past fifteen I should back slowly out of the tent And Forget that I ever Saw what I saw
Easy for her to say...
http://www.mytown.ca/outsiders/beukema/
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buckman
Firefly
    
USA
2825 Posts |
Posted - 04/14/2006 : 19:04:20
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While we are Gods We can only watch them struggle... While we are Gods we cannot help them In their pain,,,
I wish that we could tell them to stop, Don't worry It won't change anything... Do your best Love one another Believe in what you have to....
Until we have faces We cannot help them... Someday Yahweh will Send one to walk among them....
http://www.mytown.ca/outsiders/beukema/
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buckman
Firefly
    
USA
2825 Posts |
Posted - 04/14/2006 : 19:08:49
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Ailinn, Your original Vigil still inspires everything I do and also the writings of Jason Stone [Illiance]... Wow, do you realize how long you have kept this post going?? Mick would have loved it... You must get the sound files.... I don't want to have to come out there.... H
http://www.mytown.ca/outsiders/beukema/
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Ailinn
Windchimer
   
2196 Posts |
Posted - 04/16/2006 : 13:34:17
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Hank, Thank you for your kind words. I hope to be hearing the Trio tomorrow. |
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Ailinn
Windchimer
   
2196 Posts |
Posted - 04/16/2006 : 13:44:41
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On the corner of State and Broadway they blew up the Hotel San Diego (built by John D. Spreckles in 1914). 358 pounds of nitroglycerin-based explosives. 900 holes drilled into 300 support columns. The explosion lasted 20 seconds. A light rain kept the dust down. "Implosion," the Firemen corrected me. The Hotel stood for 92 years. Meanwhile, in new, high-rise condominiums, folks celebrated with "Viewing Parties". Designer Coffees and Mimosas at 7am. "So, Que Paso?..." |
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buckman
Firefly
    
USA
2825 Posts |
Posted - 04/21/2006 : 17:07:45
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What a mouth Carmelita had on her....
She could drop a six foot man at ten paces with a word if he said something about her [or me] that she didn't like.... When I would make a feeble attempt at jealousy [as I had reason to be with women before her] she would toss back that beautiful mane and say...... I have been with you for thirteen years without a ring..... Do you think I stay for the money, Preacher? We had cheated late in the game and gambled everything on our love..... It was the last hand we had to play...
What a mouth Carmelita had on her...
Rev Buckman
http://www.mytown.ca/outsiders/beukema/
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Ailinn
Windchimer
   
2196 Posts |
Posted - 04/21/2006 : 20:03:15
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STORIES I TELL THE SHERIFF
He rode three days across the high desert When he arrived he knew everything He showed me a card trick And he told me a joke He told me to stay away from the window He made me lay down beside him His sleep was ahead of the posse His fingerprints disappeared Before we crossed the Mexican Border When I took the bullet out of his chest He didn't flinch or change his expression The way he let the water Run over his head for so long Made me think he had a fever He has scars that shine in the moonlight Brighter than the rest of his skin His eyes are blue and his hair is bluer But I can't tell you what he looks like It was dark Or his hat was pulled low And his mouth was covered With a bandana When I shrug my shoulders He rides away
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buckman
Firefly
    
USA
2825 Posts |
Posted - 04/23/2006 : 19:54:02
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The scars on the inside Shine even in the dark And make his face look mean So he hides it... But he is known to be gentle with the right one...
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buckman
Firefly
    
USA
2825 Posts |
Posted - 04/24/2006 : 14:24:43
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My Daddy, I love you I'll always think of you All of the days of my life You made me a strong man Gave me a good plan Helped me find a good wife...
My country is callin me This fight is still part of me Tho I'd rather be at your side Out in the clearing Chasing our deer in That little thing that you ride...
There was never a minute That God wasn't in it Your life makes me so proud You're a man of the Earth You don't know what you're worth You didn't need to shout it out loud
Daddy, I love you There's no one above you We've shared so many days The good times the bad times The going half mad times You showed me all the right ways
My country is callin me This fight is still part of me Tho I need to be by your side Out in the clearing Chasing our deer in That little thing that you ride
Do me a favor Stay as my neighbor We need your kind in these parts Watching the kids grow There's so much that you know Your words are in all of our hearts
My Daddy, I love you I'll always think of you All of the days of my life You made me a strong man Gave me a good plan Brought me thru all of the strife....
My country is callin me This fight is still part of me Tho I need to be by your side Out in the clearing Chasing our deer in That little thing that you ride...
[For Col. Stephen Beukema- My Cuz on losing his Father - 2004]
Hank Beukema-BarbSong Music-2004
http://www.mytown.ca/outsiders/beukema/
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Karen Runk
Firefly
    
USA
4925 Posts |
Posted - 04/24/2006 : 14:40:04
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That's beautiful, Hank, thanks for sharing with us.
Karen Runk |
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buckman
Firefly
    
USA
2825 Posts |
Posted - 04/25/2006 : 13:38:55
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Now, I wancha to know first off, I ain't got no politics... I just work and feed the family... And I don't wanna be disrespectful, but when the man in charge says that this will make us stronger, I gotta shake my head... Boss, Have ya been to Southern Miss'ippi in August? Have ya been two blocks from the casinos in Biloxi....? Boy, we'se already stronger, what we need now is more walkin and less talkin... Thassall I gotta say, get that mike away from me....
Alfred Buckman, Biloxi
http://www.mytown.ca/outsiders/beukema/
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Craig
Firefly
    
Kyrgyzstan
3793 Posts |
Posted - 04/28/2006 : 06:16:56
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Bright day, cool wind from the north. Shrimp boats laboring, shorebirds follow like kites in tow. Lightering ships in the channel, headed back to sea, empty. Derricks in the distance, brown pelicans skimming. Cormorants on pilings, outstretched wings drying in the sun and wind. Gulls with their piercing cry, begging for handouts from the ferry. Porpoises breaking the water, fishing the muddy shallows. Remains of a broken ship, concrete hull, folly from the past.
Working bay, Galveston Bay.
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Edited by - Craig on 04/28/2006 20:55:34 |
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buckman
Firefly
    
USA
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buckman
Firefly
    
USA
2825 Posts |
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buckman
Firefly
    
USA
2825 Posts |
Posted - 04/29/2006 : 00:40:27
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Roosevelt [Teddy] said to me: I'm in charge now and the bars will stay closed On Sundays and thats just the way it is.... I said that The Boss may have sumthin to say bout that And Teddy said Bring it on, You Mick bastard....
He walked the beat all nite long wih the coppers and he shut us down evry Sunday for a month....
The sanctimonious bastid....
http://www.mytown.ca/outsiders/beukema/
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Ailinn
Windchimer
   
2196 Posts |
Posted - 04/29/2006 : 17:24:33
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There be no turnkey deal in ancient Innisfail. No freedom mornings for the broken Tribes. Feud or Friction. And, lo, David's Harp is heard at Lia Fail. Stone of Destiny. When the moon climbs Tara's Hill, the one under the Crown of Mystery closes his eyes. His mouth, full of The Holy Covenant. For centuries he dreams The Ark circling the wide Earth. |
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buckman
Firefly
    
USA
2825 Posts |
Posted - 04/29/2006 : 20:06:13
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When I got home Lincoln was Waiting for me... He said, Where you been, I've had supper Ready for an hour.... Man, Abe, It's always the same with you Nag nag nag.... I know, I'm sorry, he said, I've been thinking about Gettysburg again.... Y'know, he said... I never thought that punkass speech Was anything, I even said it, I said that nobody would remember what was said here today.... But that's all they ever remember.... That one sorry five minutes
I said, Abey...... Babey.... That Four Score **** is what did it Once you say that you lose em for at least two minutes While they try to figger out how much that is By then, they figure that Whatever you said musta been good cause you were talking about dead soldiers And there's no better way to get a crowd....
I know, He said, But,I just wish that Just ONCE they would Remember Some of my poetry....
Rev J Alfred Buckman AA,DD,BMI,ONO
http://www.mytown.ca/outsiders/beukema/
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buckman
Firefly
    
USA
2825 Posts |
Posted - 04/30/2006 : 08:14:19
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She had that red hair And those skinny legs and all And that little black dress
And I lost my mind... That's all, I just lost my mind... No excuses Some regrets... None that will change anything Now for her or Jesse Or Diane or me or Anybody else that I hurt...
I still haven't found my mind yet.....
What time is it now?
15 Years...?
You'd better check that watch,
That can't be right...
http://www.mytown.ca/outsiders/beukema/
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Craig
Firefly
    
Kyrgyzstan
3793 Posts |
Posted - 05/01/2006 : 20:51:30
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I sit vigilantly, for the next word, the next verse, the next prose. Whether it be from the banks of the Hudson, the West Coast or Grania, I sit...and patiently wait. It is not for the excitement, it is anticipating the unexpected...what will appear from the corners and the imagines of the mind? Patience only knows...
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