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Joey L.
Swinger
USA
1383 Posts |
 Posted - 06/03/2010 : 18:38:15
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TIME.
..... lay me down in the verdant green ...
The Future's Not ... |
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Karen Runk
Firefly
USA
4925 Posts |
Posted - 06/04/2010 : 20:40:49
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It is a quiet night in this room
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Dave
Swinger
USA
1397 Posts |
Posted - 06/04/2010 : 20:47:24
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Craig
Firefly
Kyrgyzstan
3793 Posts |
Posted - 06/04/2010 : 20:49:16
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Yes. As it should be...
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BarbraG
Windchimer
1825 Posts |
Posted - 06/04/2010 : 20:51:32
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Oil in the Gulf. Fear in the eyes of the residents. Tourist
season cancelled. Pockets and cupboards empty. The peace found
on the beach gone. Hurricane season is nigh. Or, is it? Not
one hit our shores last year. Pray for another "no hurricane"
summer.
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buckman
Firefly
USA
2825 Posts |
Posted - 06/04/2010 : 21:14:10
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I love this old room...
The figurines on the tabletops,
the dusty pictures on the walls,
the white bearded handsome man
that sings his waltzes quietly in the corner...
The friends stopping by on the odd nite.....
But, Oh what a pallette
the Irish Lady paints with!
Her colours from The West
set my heart ablaze!
I could listen to her paint all nite...
~*~ My heart is with you~*~ |
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BarbraG
Windchimer
1825 Posts |
Posted - 06/05/2010 : 09:41:34
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"I could listen to her paint all nite. "
I love that line, Hank.
Hope you are well.
Barb
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Virginia
Swinger
723 Posts |
Posted - 06/05/2010 : 09:47:07
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But, Oh what a pallette
the Irish Lady paints with!
Her colours from The West
set my heart ablaze!
She does indeed... |
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buckman
Firefly
USA
2825 Posts |
Posted - 06/06/2010 : 03:28:13
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DANCE ON ALONE
I know what you think,
you've told me enough,
Stop dwelling on it, on them
Move on,
Enough,
Get outside yourself, stop whining...
But, it's not just for me anymore,
Though it is certainly for me, too;
There are those that need to know
That think that they are the only ones
That have had to go on and go on and
Go so many years without...
Without that son or daughter or lover.
Husband or wife.
There is comfort in numbers even if the number
Is only two.
Do you know why they say a piece of you dies
When someone you love dies?
When you are intimate with a woman or a son,
A man or a daughter,
There are things you share with each of them that
No one else in the world will Ever know...
Pieces of you and who you are
That after they're gone
You're not sure if you made it up or if it
Was really ever there at all.
So you go on, less of You
Than you started with, but
With more heart and a thicker
Skin than you had before...
But you put one foot out,
And bring it back,
Move the other over
And bring it back;
Curl your arm out into the empty space
In front of you
And you dance on alone
In the dark
With no music
With no rhythm...
Until someone comes along
And turns the light on for you.
Hank Beukema BarbSong Publishing-2005
[ROR, Rudy sends his love and affection]
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Jonmark
Windchimer
USA
1791 Posts |
Posted - 06/06/2010 : 11:34:23
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Nice Hank. |
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BarbraG
Windchimer
1825 Posts |
Posted - 06/06/2010 : 19:17:23
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Hank,
The way you lay your heart out there when you write is
a powerful release for you in some way, I hope.
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rodeo
Swinger
USA
733 Posts |
Posted - 06/07/2010 : 12:52:29
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Dude,
"The way you lay your heart out there when you write is
a powerful release"....For A Lot of US!!!.
Sort of like therapy by proxy...
or, no, wait....ever hear about "sin-eaters" from back in the old days?
Yeah, that's the ticket.
rjr
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rodeo
Swinger
USA
733 Posts |
Posted - 06/07/2010 : 13:06:32
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All the Ongoing goings-on of all that’s gone on…and on.
Not a day went by that he didn’t get caught somewhere between what should have been and how it all fell apart.
Not a night, not a moon, not a ride down by the old mill…and those pesky happy couples walking, smiling, damn.
Even when he went all the way to Danville for supplies, he was reminded that he went there so he wouldn't see her.
…everything reminded him of her.
If he only knew that all those things reminded her…of him.
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Karen Runk
Firefly
USA
4925 Posts |
Posted - 06/07/2010 : 14:17:00
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Yes, they did.
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buckman
Firefly
USA
2825 Posts |
Posted - 06/20/2010 : 06:23:06
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"So mommies and daddies enjoy every minute
Delight in this life and all that comes with it
It won't happen to you,that's what we're told..
For you,be happy and with them grow old.
But every dawn as the world gets lighter
Pick them up and kiss them and hold them tighter
Remember every moment till you're old and gray
And always enjoy Father's Day."
HB 1993 |
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buckman
Firefly
USA
2825 Posts |
Posted - 06/26/2010 : 08:01:34
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He is so much now like Crystal and Stone,
Just Like Hardin's Misty Roses...
Jack plays guitar in the corner and
Mick sings just like
the rest of us breathe...
Oh, my love,
there is nothing more romantic
than you and a Newbury Waltz...
La da de la da da
La da da da da da
La da de la da da
Da da doo.......... |
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Doug L
Firefly
Canada
5446 Posts |
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Doug L
Firefly
Canada
5446 Posts |
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Craig
Firefly
Kyrgyzstan
3793 Posts |
Posted - 06/27/2010 : 19:46:39
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"The longer you are away from the flame,
The more it burns when you return..."
~Craig |
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Craig
Firefly
Kyrgyzstan
3793 Posts |
Posted - 06/27/2010 : 19:49:53
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Paper boat upon a chaotic tempest.
Red right returning...
safe harbor.
Craig |
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The Nightly Vigil