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Craig
Firefly
    
Kyrgyzstan
3793 Posts |
Posted - 08/23/2010 : 22:06:27
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"How I long to hold the golden sand in the hollow of my hand Stand for a while there and fill in the hole left in the heart of a wounded old soul
Here's to tomorrow here's to today Here's to whatever I never did say Here's to old friends who have gone separate ways Here's to the memories..."
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rodeo
Swinger
  
USA
733 Posts |
Posted - 08/24/2010 : 11:02:28
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Uh-h-h-h...
What happened?
It was here...then gone I barely had time to see Did I just dream it?

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rodeo
Swinger
  
USA
733 Posts |
Posted - 08/24/2010 : 22:35:04
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Things could have been so different...should have been. There were so many good memories; but a few bad ones erased them completely. Only a very few had ever seen him wearing a gun. They'd all heard the story. But when they saw it...for the first time; they realized that he was the spitting image of his Father.
No one had ever seen him go in...or even near the saloon. But when they saw it...for the first time; they realized that he was the spitting image of his Father.
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Doug L
Firefly
    
Canada
5446 Posts |
Posted - 08/26/2010 : 00:27:43
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Ginsberg came to my house one afternoon and said he was giving up poetry because it told lies, that language distorts. I agreed, but asked what we have that gets it right even that much. We look up at the stars and they are not there. We see the memory of when they were, once upon a time. And that too is more than enough.
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rodeo
Swinger
  
USA
733 Posts |
Posted - 08/27/2010 : 08:40:27
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How astonishing it is that language can almost mean... and frightening that it does not quite.
jg |
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buckman
Firefly
    
USA
2825 Posts |
Posted - 08/28/2010 : 18:58:12
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I can hear the others... Going on, laughing,dancing Waiting, For me.
I will not be back yet, Not as they knew me. I will not be back soon To the table where The cards are dealt and The whiskey flows. Deal me out, Play this hand without me.
I will dance alone For awhile, waiting until I understand the full measure Of what I had and What I lost.
They will not know Until it happens to them, How one day you Can be in this world and The next in Hell...
Nothing matters more Than love and Nothing matters less Than finding it again Once you've lost it. Starting over Will take more than I have to give Right Now.
Spring will have to start Without me this year, I have no heart for flowers and New beginnings... Yet...
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buckman
Firefly
    
USA
2825 Posts |
Posted - 08/29/2010 : 16:32:36
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Aye God, Woodrow,It's been quite a party, ain't it?
[Augustus McRae, Texas Ranger] |
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Ginny G.
Windchimer
   
USA
1810 Posts |
Posted - 08/29/2010 : 21:11:35
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quote: Originally posted by San Diego
Thirteen when I met him. Saw him, actually. He was 'home on leave'. A crowd around him because playing basketball for the Army was his job...and Army had just beat Navy. This is how he proposed, "Marry me or goodbye." Mick said Stu married me because he figured I'd irritate him enough to keep him interested.
Well, heck, Ro. If being irritating is enough to keep a man interested, I should have droves of them following me. 
I've got you in my thoughts and prayers, Ro. Wishing you lots of sweet dreams and memories that bring you joy and comfort. Big hugs.
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Susan Newbury
Sitter

USA
76 Posts |
Posted - 08/31/2010 : 22:54:16
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Sweet Ro... I am saving my pennies. I will be down there before Christmas or starve trying!
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San Diego
Swinger
  
509 Posts |
Posted - 09/01/2010 : 00:21:29
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Love from Mars. You are wonderful forever. |
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rodeo
Swinger
  
USA
733 Posts |
Posted - 09/01/2010 : 04:13:07
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quote: Originally posted by buckman
Aye God, Woodrow,It's been quite a party, ain't it?
[Augustus McRae, Texas Ranger]
"It ain’t dying I’m talking about, it’s living. I doubt it matters where you die, but it matters where you live.” ~Augustus McCrae"
His characters shared many a "pearl"; of course, it was Larry McMurtry who thunk 'em all up. Only a rank degenerate would drive 1,500 miles across Texas without eating a chicken fried steak." Sheer profundity from In a Narrow Grave : Essays on Texas
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rodeo
Swinger
  
USA
733 Posts |
Posted - 09/01/2010 : 04:17:42
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[quote]Originally posted by buckman 9/24/2004
I sit in the dark in the back of the saloon... What is between my table and the dusty street is twenty feet that is on the very edge of Hell... The townspeople say they are sinners: the townspeople say they are evil... The reality is that they are just Cowboys and they are very much alive and much of the rest of this town has already died... I talk to the Lord and I Know what is Evil and what is not, which is why I hold services here and not in a church.... These men make a decision every time they put the whiskey to their lips, every time they put the tobacco to their mouths.... They make a decision between a longer, duller life or the life that they are choosing to live.... Yet I can see the desperation in their eyes; I can see that for every year that they age, they remove themselves another year from their childhood and their youthful dreams... I can see that the only time They will smell the fragrance of a lady is when they choose to pay for her... I can see that they care not a bit about Eternity, but only for today... But, that is Just Alright with me and the Lord
If everybody went to heaven...they'd run out of room... Rev Buckman |
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buckman
Firefly
    
USA
2825 Posts |
Posted - 09/03/2010 : 17:32:28
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Love went from forever to memories In the time it took them to blink Romance is just a wisp of smoke It disappears when you stop to think
They fit together, damaged and broken. Eyes wide open, dreams unspoken Hearts left alone, get tired and weak Turn hard and cold, no breath left to speak
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Karen Runk
Firefly
    
USA
4925 Posts |
Posted - 09/03/2010 : 20:46:44
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Karen Runk |
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buckman
Firefly
    
USA
2825 Posts |
Posted - 09/04/2010 : 05:19:00
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Eyes were recognized, stumbling round in the dark Unfamiliar explosions, dancing on sparks, Nights they went crazy, the days they went sane, Desire fed the river that drowned out the pain
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buckman
Firefly
    
USA
2825 Posts |
Posted - 09/05/2010 : 08:03:07
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Forever to memories in the blink of an eye, Happily ever after falling out of the sky, Do dreams become wishes and wishes become lies? Surrender's alright, we see with more than our eyes.
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Doug L
Firefly
    
Canada
5446 Posts |
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buckman
Firefly
    
USA
2825 Posts |
Posted - 09/05/2010 : 15:43:53
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The same spirits haunt them both at night Whispering shadows, doubts and fears. Yesterday's hopes are tomorrow's choices Moments of passion, hours of tears.
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rodeo
Swinger
  
USA
733 Posts |
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rodeo
Swinger
  
USA
733 Posts |
Posted - 09/06/2010 : 14:46:32
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Never stand too close to someone who says, "I only want what I deserve".
There are a few...a very few, however, about whom the best that I can say, is:
"I hope she gets what she deserves".
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