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Matthew Frederick Blowers III (MFB III)

Joined 14 years ago from United States

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    Thoughts that Might Run Through Musicians Heads During Wild Gigs.

    21 months ago

    Do you ever wonder what a musician is thinking as his or her playing stimulates the crowds into a wild frenzy of bodies, meshing together in an almost tribal sexual dance? Perhaps I have one of the answers.

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    Party Central

    21 months ago

    16 years ago I was asked. If I wanted to go to parties every week where I could eat, drink and be merry and I said, wellllllll, heck yeah

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    Life Goes on Without Us..

    21 months ago

    Life on earth has gone on as long as 9,000 years in some creatures. It seems we as humans got the short end of the age measuring stick. This is a strange look at the process of aging with a bit of humor and a whole lot of truth.

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    Sudden Riches on the Cheap

    21 months ago

    So I took a seven day trip to Las Vegas to relax and find some capital for my anorexic wallet.

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    A Spirit Filled Excursion

    22 months ago

    I went to a church the other day but not in the usual way. I got high on the scenery and on a very different form of communion with the fruits of the earth.

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    Life Is Never Really Over.

    22 months ago

    Nature Mimics all of life just as the seasons match our passages through time. Enjoy the ride and set all your fears aside.

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    Subject: Learning of Life And Love.

    22 months ago

    An extra credit essay to a girl I love who was a teacher. It worked we were married in !980.

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    Just Imagine What If ?

    22 months ago

    Let us imagine all of the what if's that might occur, If we were given a chance to be young again.

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    Retro Recess

    23 months ago

    In todays electronic and computerized world where children spend so much time on X-boxes and cellphones and P.C.'s it almost seems as if they have forgotten how to play. I created a class to remedy that.

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    The Sheer Joys Of Dodgeball

    23 months ago

    Imagine a chance to play dodgeball again, your favorite gym game in school. I offered it to adults, high School teens & to children from Kindergarden to fifth grade. enrollments were off the charts & they all had a ball actually quite a few balls to throw around. For a small fee they got sheer glee.

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    The Lingo of B I N G O.

    23 months ago

    The lure of sudden riches can sway you to sit for hours in a hard chair gazing with intense consternation at 12 paper sheets with 25 numbers on each sheet, hoping and praying that the numbers on your paper sheets will be called before anyone else's.

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    From a Babies Point of View.

    23 months ago

    All the world is a blur until a babies tiny eyes adjust to seeing the crystal clarity of life. Yet to them every new thing that their eyes focus on is beautiful and it fills them with awe.

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    Ten Bizarre Acts of Fate That Befell Me In My Life.

    23 months ago

    I often sit and wonder why I survived some of the twenty occurences that marred my life. Especially when other folks all around the country were damaged or killed by even lesser acts. Was it Luck or just not my time to part with this earth.a

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    Finding True Beauty Is a Gamble but I Used a Campers Paradise.

    23 months ago

    You can travel for miles to find the perfect place to spend a few days. A vacation of your ordinary daily senses reducing you to just the sheer pleasure of nature's wonders.

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    Vows of Love-Co-Written With Airie Lynn

    24 months ago

    A lovely set of vows between two who are in love and want to declare it to the world.

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    Part II- My Life as a Singing Telegram Messenger.

    24 months ago

    Part two of the many crazy and fun appearances I have enjoyed while performing singing telegrams

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    Death by Texting

    24 months ago

    Each day, each week, each month, each year people are seriously injured and killed just by texting while driving.

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    My Insanely Fun Life as a Singing Telegram Messenger

    24 months ago

    Who would travel around in a bright, red tuxedo with a mechanical monkey that clapped and chattered at people. Me, that's who.

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    A Study on the Complexities of Love.

    24 months ago

    Love is so complex, so much more than sex or a friendship that becomes so much more friendlier. It has been discussed by thousands of writers and poets and I can't even begin to grasp the immensity oof this topic as i humbly submot my own opinions.

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    Scattered Thoughts From the Pigments of My Imagination

    24 months ago

    Of the billions of thoughts that flit through my mind occassionally I find some worthy of sharing.

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    A Tribute to Bob Hope.

    20 months ago

    Bob Hope was a Godsend to all men and women at war, helping them laugh and cope amid the worst horrors perpetuated by men on men.

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    A Most Fragile Drink of Life's Heady Aromas.

    2 years ago

    We all wait endlessly for it to arrive. It fools us on it's coming as more snow falls and temperatures drop and yet faithfully it returns to us and blesses our lives with so much joy.

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    Summer Splendor to Always Remember

    2 years ago

    You must get away from the rat infested race of rush hour and all the other hours spent working and wishing for a break that isn't a half hour of paid gobbled down lunch and then back to the grind

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    Some Thoughts on Word Play and Some of My Quotes That Include Them,

    2 years ago

    Ogden Nash was quite brilliant at playing with words a few examples would be: The Baby.-A bit of talcum Is always walcum. The Catsup Bottle: First a little, Then a lottle and of couse The Panther: If called by a panther, Don't anther. It's a lot of fun to play with words and folks love them.

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    Four Stories of Lost Love.

    2 years ago

    Recaps of just four of the endless age-old stories of love that perished.

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    The Sheer Joys of Gambling

    2 years ago

    There is no rush in the world like turning a twenty dollar bill into $1,600.00 with just a push of a button

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    My Most Popular Song Lines and Quotes and Some Thoughts on Descriptive Writing

    2 years ago

    Some ways to fingerpaint your creative thoughts into someone elses mind.

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    A Very Delectable Zucchini Dish and an Egg Alternative to Tuna Fish

    21 months ago

    My own stumbled on recipe and an addition to tuna fish that adds a zing as well as my dream of a main course i have yet to perfect.

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    How to Please An Audience

    2 years ago

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    An Open Letter to All Hunters and Lovers of Automatic Weapons

    2 years ago

    In too very short a time 45 children under the age of ten were viciously butchered, leaving most unidentfiable with an AR-15. I am simply asking why anyone would need any automatic weapons and for what cause.

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    One of a Kind, Lucky Finds

    2 years ago

    I have always been attracted to all the things other folks decide they no longer want, I have found so many unique and often antique items sticking out of a trash can or dumpster. I guess you could call me a collecter of salvage.

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    When I Was Young...my Fondest of Summer Recollections.

    2 years ago

    We are only granted so little time for being young. After our youth fades it becomes more of a state of mind. One has to feel young in their mind even though they are not.Summer time brings so much of what we miss back to our aching hearts.

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    It's Been Awhile, My Muse Was Idle

    2 years ago

    Writing is a demanding task that won't always give you what you hope for but sometimes what comes out of your mind surprises you as if you had no say on what appeared on the page before you. Writing requires inspi-ration which is to often rationed by the powers above that control what you think.

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    A Drooble Poem-Alphabeticalized. the Latest Way to Make Yourself a Break in the Music World.

    5 years ago

  • I Am a Modern Day Poe.
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    I Am a Modern Day Poe.

    2 years ago

    A reflection on how I am slowly becoming a descendant of sorts of the great Edgar Allen Poe. Although I have not yet gone mad I am furious at the path fate has led me down.

  • Sketchy but Alluring
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    Sketchy but Alluring

    2 years ago

    In the style of the colorful writers of old with lots of metaphors and twists of phrases. some might call it overdone but it tells a story in a unique style so I'm keeping it. Enjoy !

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    Instrumental to My Life

    6 years ago

    My first guitar was cardboard, cut out carefully by me with rubber bands for strings, in the projects where I grew up poor. Now I have many guitars, each one a close friend.

  • Steel Dreams
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    Steel Dreams

    2 years ago

    This is a story of my grandfather who was forced to become a Hobo during the depression like thousands of other men seeking work anywhere they coud find it

  • Thought Ought Not Be Fought.
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    Thought Ought Not Be Fought.

    2 years ago

    The process of thought is one of the most valuable resources we were blessed with and should never be abandoned

  • Death Is a Pest!
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    Death Is a Pest!

    2 years ago

    we all know his name. We all fear him. But what if we grew braver towards his possible visits? would we stand a chance of beating death?

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    The Child In Me.

    5 years ago

  • Soul-itude
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    Soul-itude

    2 years ago

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    The Wrong Side of the Tracks.

    2 years ago

    Late night composure without the ability to compose.

  • The Anguish of Writing Powered Essays, Writing Term Paper Services, Writing Essay Services.
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    The Anguish of Writing Powered Essays, Writing Term Paper Services, Writing Essay Services.

    2 years ago

    This is a sample ad for an essay writing service. it is intended as a sample for the advertiser, and to show the creativity involved in such ads.

  • Winsome Child.
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    Winsome Child.

    2 years ago

    Winsome Child. . The last time that I came to visit at an old friend's house, I noticed that his daughter was as timid as a mouse, she had always been a winsome child, just as precious as can be, but what I...

  • Celestial Friends.
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    Celestial Friends.

    2 years ago

    This song just came to me, first as a poem some muse more divine than mine and then the music struggled to overcome my less than nimble fingers on the guitar. it is a rough draft, much like my life.

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    Encamped A Midst Great Happenstance.

    2 years ago

    A symmetry boggles over a snag. Come the bright morning sun through dun woods day's begun, soon its fingers of warmth melt the dew, creatures stir from the leaves, birds chirp high in the trees, while fish leap at the flies...

  • A Prayer For An Old Rocker.
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    A Prayer For An Old Rocker.

    5 years ago

    Dear Gods Of Rock And Roll ....grant my dreams let me re-run the reals of my life, edit out the bad scenes turn them all into celluloid splendor, make me someone the world will remember. Grant new skills on that tool of my trade ...

  • E -Piphs of Me.
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    E -Piphs of Me.

    2 years ago

    My soul is a dandelion puff set to fly just blow me a kiss and then watch me sail by, the seeds of my thoughts have grown heavy with need, to sail in the winds and plant bright yellow weeds, that others might spurn and remove from their heart, but...

  • In One Moment of Purity.
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    In One Moment of Purity.

    2 years ago

    At the crack of dawn where I stand wedged in warm boots, snug jacket and gloves, on a cold winter day, I can see only purity..... stretched out before me like the New Year freshly fallen. All of the flaws of man against nature buried in...

  • In Memory of the Fallen at Sandy Hook.
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    In Memory of the Fallen at Sandy Hook.

    2 years ago

    In Memory Of The Fallen At Sandy Hook. When that window crashed, confusion flashed in the eyes of teachers stunned till true understanding gripped them as they heard the crack of guns. And I'm sure their first instinctual thought was to grab...

  • Summer Shedding.
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    Summer Shedding.

    2 years ago

    (c)-A.Y.Studio-MFB III (c)-A.Y.Studio-MFB III (c)-A.Y.Studio-MFB III --- - --- I took a walk through summer's shedding, a huge colored quilt just mother nature's bedding. for the winter...

  • Summer Remnants.
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    Summer Remnants.

    2 years ago

    The trampoline sits empty on eight legs that hold no weight, void of kids in flipped out poses trying to bounce to heaven's gates. And a huge, brown scar, rectangular marks the spot the pool once sat, full of sweet, soprano giggles, ...

  • A Work Of Heart.
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    A Work Of Heart.

    2 years ago

    A Vanishing Work Of Heart.   In a sun baked, shabby classroom that's been made cozy yearly, stands an icon to a soon vanishing work of heart. Chasing dreams to split seams of reluctant young minds and fill them with the joy of...

  • Seeds of Thought
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    Seeds of Thought

    2 years ago

    So much softer than a dandelion puff floating free, in the gentle caress of a warm summer's breeze, I remember how tender your love used to be till your heart grew as hard as a petrified tree.... Love so often mimes nature in so many...

  • Me as Leonardo Da Vinci!
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    Me as Leonardo Da Vinci!

    2 years ago

    A script of shows I did at local schools. I managed to secure a mechanical bird that you wind up and it flies around the room. the Kids loved it

  • Some Brittle Words
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    Some Brittle Words

    2 years ago

                                          Brittle Words. Brittle words I feel as if at... any moment they could shatter, if I sing one single note too high but if they did.... what would it...

  • Dormant And Active.
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    Dormant And Active.

    2 years ago

                              I remember most his blue eyes huge beacons of despair staring up at me sadly from his electric wheelchair there was such a hunger there. For all I represented in his bleak crippled...

  • Silence Resounding Into Nothing.
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    Silence Resounding Into Nothing.

    2 years ago

    Silence resounding in nothing. They say silence is golden I'm King Midas this week, she's not talking, but her eyes say what her voice will not...

  • After Life?
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    After Life?

    2 years ago

                      ( o o )   \ ^ /    ||||     =     = Where will we go in the after life, after the muss of the morticians knife, will we wander strange worlds where old memories are hurled like cold rain on...

  • A Far too Early Frost.
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    A Far too Early Frost.

    2 years ago

    Early Frost. They'd always thought with loving pride that they'd both grow old together till they both at last grew cold together... and were buried side by side. But oh, that cold it crept in early so insidiously...

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    A Puppies Love

    2 years ago

    A Puppies Love. We bought a puppy to surprise, and brighten up her sad blue eyes, when she had just turned 9 years young, after her cancer had begun. A...

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    "While Readers Digest....Writer's Cramp." a Poem Inspired by Always Exploring

    2 years ago

    Writing can be a wearisome task......    I get punch drunk from the punctuation, my fingers get so flustered that they often become dangling participles, Far too often they swerve and miss a verb, or turn a comma into a coma. ...

  • How Can an Artist Recreate Nature,
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    How Can an Artist Recreate Nature,

    2 years ago

    Yoko Ono posted the question: "How can an artist recreate nature??" And I replied: Magnify some Autumn leaves a thousand times, capturing the sugar colored splendor, and the roadmap of viens that fed it, photograph it in high...

  • It's All About Hope.
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    It's All About Hope.

    2 years ago

    It's All About Hope.   What about Love? why is it so damned blind, in a world full of hearts loneliness tears apart, we're all looking to find, someone perpetually kind who'd never leave us behind crying: "What about Love??" I've known romances...

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    Silence Is Not Golden.

    2 years ago

    Why do we always seem to release our bottled up emotions far too late.

  • Out of Chaos Comes Beauty! (Inspired by Silver Genes Poem -
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    Out of Chaos Comes Beauty! (Inspired by Silver Genes Poem -"Ungodly Moments Garnished With Parsley."

    2 years ago

    Out of total chaos comes order and beauty, I am often accused of having too much clutter in my studio. People have been known to exclaim "How do you ever get any work done?" As an artist I need many raw materials to work from and they have...

  • Tis A Dog Day Afternoon.
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    Tis A Dog Day Afternoon.

    2 years ago

      I love these dog days of summer, howling with my gitfiddle under the moons of June July-ing In a Hammock woofing down cold lemonade in the shade and raising my furry head to  August of Hot air so much sweeter then a...

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    The First Rib Came From...

    2 years ago

      The first rib came from Adam, and formed his lovely Eve, how delicious that must have been for him, when God saw potential in what ribs concieve. My first rib came with blazing hot sauce, and a dare that it'd make me sick, my face...

  • Some Thoughts on My Commencement to Life.
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    Some Thoughts on My Commencement to Life.

    2 years ago

    I was graduated gradually into awareness from her class womb, just after some long ago summer school  on September 30,   while passing through my pre-natal courses, into the next grade of life.   I balked at leaving and was paddled once, on...

  • Learning to Fly on the Fourth of July
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    Learning to Fly on the Fourth of July

    2 years ago

    Sitting In a lawn chair soon to become a launch chair on the the fourth, with about a fifth of what makes one add that sixth sense best known as inebriation.

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    Back From Paradise.

    2 years ago

                  Like some crazed refugee from Pilgrims Progress I languished through valleys of despair, knee high snows and bitter travails carrying the burdens on my back from daily life. Then a bright light appeared on the horizon, and...

  • Crab-bodacious Shrimp Feast.
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    Crab-bodacious Shrimp Feast.

    2 years ago

    Perched on a sling back chair mere feet...two to be exact from the salt splash of the surf on turf enjoying a more creative way to dispose of some defrosted shrimp bait, Tempting the dozens of shy sand crabs from the pockmarked navels of the...

  • Write of Passages.
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    Write of Passages.

    2 years ago

    In the stillness of the night, and in the wee hours of the mourn, when sleep is a d~~~  a ~~~ r ~~~ t ~~~i ~~~~ n~~~ g butterfly we cannot catch, thoughts intrude.   Niggling urges overwhelm, and so we write, in sleep dusted scribbles ...

  • If I Could Swap a Week or Two.
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    If I Could Swap a Week or Two.

    2 years ago

    Somewhere not that long ago in an arid, blazing hot unpronounceable town in distant Iraq, a young man sweats fear. Gripped by his own mortality, huddled against a shell pocked crumbling wall as he spends his summer avoiding the bullets and RPG's in his third...

  • June Brings a Joy Freshly Hewn.
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    June Brings a Joy Freshly Hewn.

    2 years ago

    June melted like warm oil over my bare back this morn. Shirtless, shoeless, Blue-less I stood clueless at what to do first. The world was gargantuan green as dandelions bent their yellowed manes beneath my toes at last released from my...

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    An Ode to Nudity...Inspired by a Fooly Clothed Mickey Dee

    2 years ago

    O->  +O   Oh, to simply be a nudist, Abandoning what cloaks the prude-est, Dressed in what many gals call cutest, Butt never labled as the lewdest.   O-> +O   No B.V.D.'s to smother me, just hanging out for all to see, to waltz...

  • Salonpas - Ancient Japanese Pain Relief
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    Salonpas - Ancient Japanese Pain Relief

    2 years ago

    There is a salon where I pause when I am in pain that has been effective for me for over 25 years...... Salonpas........http://www.salonpas.us/ I am no spring chicken anymore I am more of a rooster when pain strikes not quite as cocky as the younger...

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    Love Thoughts.

    2 years ago

    Scattered tea leaves settled gently tea leaves of the green persuasion make a pattern in my cup while supping from the steam and nectar pale and sugared sweet and low in a chair at Arabica. then I noted that this tea pattern had been formed...

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    Shooting Blanks With an Ink-Jet Fully Armed. (Inspired by Joy56's Poem That Is Titled: " a Blank Page.")

    2 years ago

    A blank page is to the poet, what an icy mountain is to the climber, what a canvas is to the artist applying that first stroke, what an ill patient is to a doctor, a chance to heal body and soul. A blank page is the...

  • Anti-Climatic.
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    Anti-Climatic.

    2 years ago

    We began together on the same page with an introduction and a couplet beginning an epic romance. Our past a mere prologue which seemed to foreshadow a manuscript to come filled with great passion in the classic theme of you and me against all...

  • Hysterical Wreck to Me.
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    Hysterical Wreck to Me.

    2 years ago

    When love is for whatever reason surgically removed from one's heart and soul by sharp edged words and cutting snips or careless slips that tear and wound beyond most repair, one is left in stitches....

  • Some Thoughts On Beauty.
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    Some Thoughts On Beauty.

    23 months ago

    Beauty weakens a man's knees and strengthens a woman's confidence.. it can brighten a cancer ward  with a single flower..and mark the passing of love with a bouquet on a grave.... it is a dandelion in the midst of acres of cracked asphalt or a...

  • Love Is a Carnival...loneliness Is a Barren Field.
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    Love Is a Carnival...loneliness Is a Barren Field.

    2 years ago

    Lonely is an empty word... full of pain. It starts with the "L" of it goes on to one... and caps it with a ly.... As in sadly...tearfully... wretchedly. Love affairs are a carnival they set up camp in your heart... it's bright and beautiful...

  • Dodge Ball/ Battle Ball.
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    Dodge Ball/ Battle Ball.

    2 years ago

    Got some unresolved tensions? Want to be the hit of the party? Like shopping at Target? Then perhaps you should try the sport of Dodge Ball. Invite your wife, your boss, your Mother-in-law, and join in some adrenaline pumping chaos. I started two...

  • Destined to Be Old.
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    Destined to Be Old.

    2 years ago

    I was a timeless speck of life long ago... even as a newborn I came from an ancient God sent into the womb of marriage which is also as old as time. Thrust into a world that has known centuries of such renewal of its aging...

  • Love Is a Balloon.
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    Love Is a Balloon.

    2 years ago

    Love is a balloon......... we put all of our breathless moments into filling it to capacity, hoping to tie the knot and float forever upward in the she-lium, the he-lium of its soaring blissful...

  • What Splendour Is Created in Summer Art Camp
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    What Splendour Is Created in Summer Art Camp

    2 years ago

    Danielle with a Peek-A-Boo hat wall mask she made. a closeup of Danielle's wall mask Kelsey with a custom designed skate board-(upside down??-LOL Emily with a fairy and elf watercolor Megan with a hand scuplted clay art pallette Emily with a...

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    Sex Is Like Coffee, Divorce Is Like Tea

    2 years ago

    Sex is like a cup of coffee, creamy, hot and sweet. You can cup your hands around it, put your lips against it, and savor the taste. Two can spoon together adding lotsa sugar or sharing what's sweet and low. You can stir it till it grows...

  • Where Did the Time Go?
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    Where Did the Time Go?

    2 years ago

    Where did the time go like a mime making faces silently slipping past me, it's a crime all those places I can never go back to So sublime were those first years full of love, joy and tears silly fears for our sweet dear, he survived.... he's still...

  • Jewelry I Created for a Southern Baptist Covention of 500 Ladies.
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    Jewelry I Created for a Southern Baptist Covention of 500 Ladies.

    2 years ago

    I recieved a request from one of the jewelry stores that carry my work to create a selection of pins that were in my line known as the peek-A-Boo Hat collection, a variety of ladies with hats. The theme was Black American motiffs for a Baptist...

  • More Things I Create or Have Created Over the Years.
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    More Things I Create or Have Created Over the Years.

    22 months ago

    I have worked as a sculptor in miniature for most of my life, my medium does not wear a turban and peruse a crystal ball. I prefer to dabble in clay that is called Das, which is a white Italian clay much like the masters used to form, and Sculpey...

  • A Closer Look At Chagrin Falls, Ohio.
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    A Closer Look At Chagrin Falls, Ohio.

    2 years ago

    There is a quaint little town east of Cleveland where time stands frozen in the Spring of the season. The only constant motion is the waterfalls that harbor ducks and geese, and children feeding them bread. There is an old fashioned ice cream and...

  • Mama's Eternal Apron String, Inspired By I Need to See You Mum By Poetlorraine
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    Mama's Eternal Apron String, Inspired By I Need to See You Mum By Poetlorraine

    2 years ago

    We are still attached to that umbilical cord that was severed at birth, its remnant remains forever.   We were all blessed with a button to remind us of just how precious our mothers are.   A dimpled ...

  • A Night Out
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    A Night Out

    2 years ago

      A night out Walking beneath the chrystal clarity of ten trillion distant points endless dandruff sprinkled liberally on black velvet warm desert breeze...95 degrees caressing my hair and face the world sleeps as I wander amidst...

  • Now, Then and When and Ever Sweeter.
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    Now, Then and When and Ever Sweeter.

    2 years ago

      Now, then and when.   Just give me now not what's before, that's then not what's tommorrow, that's when now doesn't matter if it's then or when now is what I need "now" now is my best friend you can be my now though you...

  • Some Heartfelt Thoughts.
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    Some Heartfelt Thoughts.

    2 years ago

      Some heartfelt thoughts   Would that you and I were not as fate decreed just two lost souls life left to wander all these many years without the joys of our fingers intwined our lips shared as one in liquid blends of taste, and...

  • Feeding The Needs.
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    Feeding The Needs.

    2 years ago

    It came to me at a very tender age bringing smiles beyond description, like the first taste of chocolate it was my hunger for words.   I quickly devoured the usual fare "Winnie the Pooh" "Harold and his Purple crayon" "Pippi...

  • Faith And The Blues.
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    Faith And The Blues.

    4 years ago

    The Arch Closeup vertical views from the top   Faith, and the Blues--just east of St.Louis- for a fortnight.   I've spent a very brief time traversing Illinois at 75 miles an hour, I was belted across its girth roaring out...

  • Interperting Margaritas in a Unique Manner
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    Interperting Margaritas in a Unique Manner

    4 years ago

      Interperting margaritas.-MFB III   Maybe it's the booze talking but what the hell let's get it out and off my chest I discovered that between the ice cubes in that lime and tequilla concoction that slides so easily down my...

  • Forsake the Illegible
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    Forsake the Illegible

    2 years ago

     Forsake the illegible   Rip the paper overturn the desk burn rubber cross your lead works with erasers slam off buttons delete, delete, delete. run the uni-ball into the hand that holds it bleed, and let it drip maybe pain, and ...

  • The Old Within the New
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    The Old Within the New

    2 years ago

    The old within the new. A sprinkle of confetti multi-colored dots my hair, The sweet scent of champagne emanates from a blot spilled on my sweater. The clock has just struck twelve but I am stuck at one... One is the...

  • Even Nature Succeeds at Overcoming Depression.
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    Even Nature Succeeds at Overcoming Depression.

    2 years ago

    Mid-Winter, bitter cold, wood stove blazing and begging to hold more logs that lay knee deep in the snow that day. So I bundled up warm and faced the storm long enough to place an old sled over a flower bed by my house. Then I moved...

  • What If Tonight Was Your Last Night Ever?
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    What If Tonight Was Your Last Night Ever?

    23 months ago

    What if tonight was your last night ever, wrapped in that shroud of your sheets and blankets.   Never suspecting that death is a fickle son of a hitch he puts a big one in a lot of folks plans. He doesn't care much if your young, old,...

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    Scattered.....God Knows Where.

    2 years ago

    Scattered.......God Knows where. where do all of the friends we knew go over the years?

  • The Sweetest Awakening.
    5

    The Sweetest Awakening.

    2 years ago

      The Awakening.   Praise the earth now a Goddess, whose emerged from her bed, fresh from long hibernation daffodils crown her head. In her emerald robes, through my back fields she warms, winter snows into puddles. all of nature conforms. ...

  • My Dance With Eve
    1

    My Dance With Eve

    2 years ago

    Tonight was a balm brushed softly through  new leaves to grace my face. ~ Sweet scented April wooed me with a perfume only a goddess would wear, as I stood in the middle of my two acres clad only in a bathing suit. ~ Immersed in the warmth of a...

  • When One Is Too Crippled to Write.
    7

    When One Is Too Crippled to Write.

    2 years ago

        Artwritus is a terrible thing, a chronic pain that hunches our shoulders, over the very keys to heal it. We consult dictionary's with blind stabs, at any anonymous word hoping for a spark of heat, to relieve the frozen muscles in our...

  • Somewhere out There Dreams Languish.-(inspired by Blake4d)
    6

    Somewhere out There Dreams Languish.-(inspired by Blake4d)

    23 months ago

    Still waters run deep, even in one's soul, far too often we are moving away from our ordinary lives, even while...

  • 5

    Do Not Cast Lots in Your Temples.-(inspired by Mekenzie)

    2 years ago

    Our body is a temple of God, and I am sure he does not mind an occassional remodeling that is beneficial.   But expansion in pursuit of gluttony or reduction to a skeletal frame in pursuit of what's vain is not in his plan. He has given...

  • 1

    Bad Day for a Cheap Hanging.

    2 years ago

    Bad Day for a Cheap Hanging. Sometimes when you reach the end of your rope, only a noose can set you free but it's not a good sloution

  • Bon Voyage...a New Look at It's Meaning.
    0

    Bon Voyage...a New Look at It's Meaning.

    2 years ago

    Bon Voyage Each season offers travelers a porthole, with clear views of what is approaching as we sail onward through time and space, on our great mother-ship "Earth," resplendent, taking leaves with bright...

  • Darkness Calls Me out and Bids Me Go.
    4

    Darkness Calls Me out and Bids Me Go.

    2 years ago

      Darkness Calls Me Out.   Darkness calls me out, and bids me go into the humid, star-filled ink of night my slippers scritch- scraping cross the deck slapping time to the song of the crickets as moths commit Harri-Kari against the porch...

  • A Tsunami of Brainwaves Unleashed
    2

    A Tsunami of Brainwaves Unleashed

    2 years ago

    Sometimes poetry flits through my mind like a flea that is fleeting, like a gnat becoming quite natty Like a stink bug embedded in the center of a rose without controls all that bugs me is washed out of my head in inky flows most often I am...

  • Septembers Embers.
    1

    Septembers Embers.

    2 years ago

    September's Embers. The swoon of June's approach offering hours I'll spend on the beaches, basking in the sun's  gentle caresses, takes me back to a long ago summer romance. My blonde haired, blue-eyed Janet, ...

  • A Pot of Golden Eggs Laid at the End of a Rainbow.
    1

    A Pot of Golden Eggs Laid at the End of a Rainbow.

    2 years ago

    A Pot Of Golden Eggs Laid At The End Of A Rainbow. I was in a bit of a day dreamy mode, after four hours in the April sun, on the bend of river thick with steel-head and rainbow trout. You could see them there in the depths

  • When Love Is Merely Mortal.
    1

    When Love Is Merely Mortal.

    2 years ago

    When Love Is Merely Mortal.   Watch as I deteriorate, into a living corpse, disassembling from love's denial. My hair an extension of my disarray, my two lips now a Sahara without the oasis of your kiss. Eyes vacant...

  • 1

    Stumping for Health Care.

    2 years ago

    Through the smeared pane of another day broken I caught a glimpse of a tiny caregiver perched on the stump of a tree that was not so lucky. From the hollow of that dead trunk out sprung a bit of Spring in black and white quite formal...

  • Passing Beauty
    2

    Passing Beauty

    2 years ago

    In the moment of our emerging from a dark tunnel to the light of birth, until our exit through a dark tunnel to the light of a great beyond, we are granted a wonder filled world of joy and sorrow.

  • My Makeup Kit.
    2

    My Makeup Kit.

    2 years ago

    My makeup kit sits tucked away beneath the counter of the days since my last plays. It holds the accoutrements of make believe in tubes and compacts that once squeezed out characters upon my flesh. Last used this past Christmas when I played...

  • She's Playing My Song.
    3

    She's Playing My Song.

    2 years ago

    She's Playing My Song. © -MFB III Just an everyday gal, who makes each breath superb, she's my best friend and my pal, with no adjective or verb, To describe how she moves me, Ain't no gravity in love, hearts sail, hope befriends me,...

  • Alpha-Sabbatical.
    5

    Alpha-Sabbatical.

    2 years ago

    Alpha-sabbatical. With dexterity inspired by a spark in the gleaming coal black of my questioning orbs I journey on an Alpha-sabbatical. Time away from life to simply enjoy climbing the hills, and loops, swooping over the tight valleys...

  • A Perfect Match in Tahiti.
    1

    A Perfect Match in Tahiti.

    2 years ago

      A Pefect Match In Tahiti. Flip-flops lie skewed across a nearby dune, three jumbo margarita tumblers drained dry reflect the steaming tropics shimmering glare.   My beach buzz mellows the roar of the waves and enhances the...

  • Poetic Justice-(graphic Content Not for the Faint of Heart)
    1

    Poetic Justice-(graphic Content Not for the Faint of Heart)

    2 years ago

      Poetic Justice.     They thought they had shot him in the head, and that he was dead, but the bullet had only grazed him, creating such a bloody mess, and a furrow in the skull, that convinced them he was hamburger. Didn't matter...

  • The Mathmatics of Hope.
    3

    The Mathmatics of Hope.

    2 years ago

      The Mathmatics of Hope.   For every bad person, there are twenty good ones, feeding the hungry, teaching the uneducated, running into burning buildings to save lives. Dying in a useless war to establish a fragile democracy that will...

  • A Look at Modern Day Gladiators.
    1

    A Look at Modern Day Gladiators.

    2 years ago

      A Look At Modern Day Gladiators.   The hard smack of fisted leather against flesh, The grunts of dismay and joy from the gawking crowd. The whacked crack of wooden clubs against tighty stitched orbs. Then long races away from the...

  • 1.- Paradise Truly Is a Small World After All.- for All the Victims of 9/11 2.- Drizzlyland.
    2

    1.- Paradise Truly Is a Small World After All.- for All the Victims of 9/11 2.- Drizzlyland.

    2 years ago

    Paradise Truly Is A Small World After All. June 2002 We took your place in every line, on our trip to Disneyland . All summer more good folks will come and in your absence stand. As thousands claim where you'd have been,...

  • Chaste Dreams.
    4

    Chaste Dreams.

    2 years ago

      Chaste Dreams.   ©-MFB III  She was my 4'2  Barbie doll, the male equivalent to what young girls dream of when they dress up dolls. Mine was always somewhat undressed, in my youthful longings. She lived c atty- cornered from...

  • On the Cusps of Rhapsody.
    2

    On the Cusps of Rhapsody.

    2 years ago

      On The Cusp Of Rhapsody   ©  -MFB III   She was all the more ravishing because she was shy. Like a baby rabbit quivering when touched by human hands for the first time, her hand trembled as I took it in mine. The soft down of...

  • Post Mortem.
    2

    Post Mortem.

    2 years ago

    Post Mortem/Uncle Bob An empty pack of cigarettes, squats on his nightstand, a reminder of the vice that gripped his frail lungs and tainted his last exhale. An exhale that holds the only bright colors near the sheet pulled...

  • Pot Luck.
    1

    Pot Luck.

    2 years ago

    They didn't need any evidence, they had the empty 40 proof bottle, And there was DNA everywhere which should spell out: "Do Not Acquit"

  • On a Highway to Hell and Back.
    2

    On a Highway to Hell and Back.

    23 months ago

      I was hitching a ride somewhere on the south side of the U.S. of A. when I got a thumbs up from a somewhat soused geezer in a ten gallon hat. Old countrified Earle, took me out for a whirl, in his custom black caddy, with a set of long horns...

  • Major Deadhead.
    1

    Major Deadhead.

    2 years ago

      Night of the living dead has nothing on me, I am the ultimate zombie, my flesh decomposing love songs, while I rot in the cavity of your absense. A mannequin  who stumbled through a window of opportunity shattered. I wander the...

  • Bone Ivory Tower.
    1

    Bone Ivory Tower.

    2 years ago

      Bone Ivory Tower.     Gather them up all the bones of the fallen spare not a fibula nor a molar from every war that was ever spent in the stripping of men's flesh.  ( 0 0 )  \ ^ / |||     Build an ivory tower that...

  • Cereal Killer.
    2

    Cereal Killer.

    23 months ago

      Cereal Killer. He was the most obsessed of all serial killers, quite homo-phobic he would slip loops around the necks of those he called fruits, then he'd whisper "Cheerio" in their ears as he got his Kix strangulating...

  • Tumbleweed No More.
    1

    Tumbleweed No More.

    2 years ago

    Tumbleweed No More. \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\///////////////////// Tumbleweed set in a clay pot, hot glued to its girth, gathering the morning sun rays with its endless fingers. Languishing it squats in sorrow, unmoved by the north...

  • Bereft of Words
    2

    Bereft of Words

    23 months ago

                          Sometimes we are left bereft of all the inspired rations that bring us beauty in our souls. Anorexic and unable to serve the alphabet soup simmering in hot ink. Poetry has a blank side one only need...

  • 3

    My Yummy Land for Kids Poem

    2 years ago

    .A children's poem that I hope to illusrtrate one day soon and create a story that will put sugarplum dreams in little ones everywhere not just at Christmas time but any night before bed. The odds of publishing in the world of children's books is nearly impossible but who knows or is it who you know

  • Underwear Models!
    5

    Underwear Models!

    2 years ago

      Underwear models Underwear models their colorful car-rears are brief as they Jockey for position in this low fashion world. Like boxers pairing off to face the battle of the bulge they don't cotton to any of those polyester panty...

  • Is There Any Other Possible Way?
    2

    Is There Any Other Possible Way?

    2 years ago

    Love her as if there'll never, ever be another kiss, what could possibly be wrong with a hunger such as this? Whisper sweet goodbyes, no bitter words should slam the door, many took this exit then were lost forevermore. Save your rage...

  • Some Short Winter Poems, Less the Short Winter
    1

    Some Short Winter Poems, Less the Short Winter

    2 years ago

    Hibernation. In winter's cold depths stalact-ice blooms from relics of a warm summer life. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It's Almost Time. ********************* Winter gasps it last breath in the puddles of rain, that melt the smothering ...

  • Floating on a Rainbow Membrane in a Bubble Freshly Blown.
    1

    Floating on a Rainbow Membrane in a Bubble Freshly Blown.

    23 months ago

    F l o a t i n g on a rainbow membrane in a bubble freshly blown.-- Birds sing, bees hum, children squeal kittens run tires whir, trees sway, to the winds softest whistle each twig sashays.

  • Black Moshannon State Park.-(Pennsylvania's Best.)
    2

    Black Moshannon State Park.-(Pennsylvania's Best.)

    2 years ago

    A picturesque log cabin nestled on the ridge of a mountain that sleeps four comfortably. A couple of days later after I am settled in The entranceway into my cabin which was built in the 1930's The lovely, cozy dining area where wood grilled...

  • My Papa
    6

    My Papa

    22 months ago

    My Papa's been living a whole lot of years lots of loving and joy tinged with sadness and tears. he'll be eight decades old when this May, flowers bloom and I hope he's not still in a hospital room. He's been clinging to life with a tenacious...

  • The Essence of Being Poetic.
    3

    The Essence of Being Poetic.

    2 years ago

        Oh, Those sweet visions of po-etchings scratched out in fevered burst upon the bonded papers and mixed with the sharp tangs of the inks flow or the rhythmic tapping of nails on keys opening minds to other possibilities. ...

  • The Lingo of Loneliness Revisited.
    2

    The Lingo of Loneliness Revisited.

    2 years ago

    The lingo of loneliness revisited.     I have seen that look before reflected in the shattered pieces of yesterday's smiles your eyes were filled with a darkness anger I could no longer deny I...

  • Sleep Is a Jester.
    0

    Sleep Is a Jester.

    2 years ago

    Sleep it leaps just over my head it has eaten the sheep I was counting in bed now they are all dead... headlights are my next choice like two eyes these I watch counting by twos as they're floating across but the social lives of all...

  • Sheer Loneliness Dissected.
    1

    Sheer Loneliness Dissected.

    2 years ago

    Loneliness dissected. on October 18, 2002. © All rights reserved-MFB III " The - L - of - ONE- is pure - L - IN - ESS- ence" If I could dissect loneliness, the stench of it would overwhelm the senses. All those long Saturday nights in a...

  • Moments After a Large Slice of Sleepy Pie.
    0

    Moments After a Large Slice of Sleepy Pie.

    2 years ago

    Moments after a large slice of sleepy pie.   © All rights reserved-MFB III    His toys lie in a tumble across the carpet like dice their number was up when he lost interest the punch ball is beat the legos are exactly where he leg'go of...

  • My Southern Overexposure.
    0

    My Southern Overexposure.

    2 years ago

    Southern Overexposure! I am a Cuban cigar graced with arms and legs lounging seaside on a Miami Beach browned, imported and labeled a tourist, My flesh  is oiled with barriers to keep me from smoking or smouldering in the sun. I suppose...

  • Two Short Poems About Puppies and Spring.
    4

    Two Short Poems About Puppies and Spring.

    2 years ago

    Some Heavenly Fetch! Puppies frolick over snow driftsunder bright December sun, thier pure whitefur on untouched mounds like snowbwalls come alive.Sixteen fat paws make merryin the diamond studded piles,the scene is almost magical,a Norman Rockwell...

  • The Cycle of Innocence Re-Emerging.
    0

    The Cycle of Innocence Re-Emerging.

    2 years ago

      The Cycle Of Innocence Re-Emerging.....   Innocence always re-emerges from whence it was born.   The young virgin who loses her innocence to love's passions soon swells with the joy of more love forthcoming, and finds that ...

  • In the Presence of Royal Sea.
    1

    In the Presence of Royal Sea.

    2 years ago

                    At the end of what most ~every man knows as land ~~where great rocks and seashells ~~~are reduced into sand ~~~~lies what seems at first glance ~~~~~to be an endless sea ~~~~~~Ahhhh, but what a sweet majesty...

  • What Drives a Soul to Success.
    0

    What Drives a Soul to Success.

    2 years ago

    What moves a soul to find success, when second chances can't be found and circumstances drag you down and each rejection slows progress How does such stress bring happiness. )()()()()()()()()( When hope so often is erased by all the...

  • Determination.
    0

    Determination.

    2 years ago

    Determination     One single leaf high in the tree the earth it has not met it's bright orange canvas Autumns art the best of nature set high in the branches pointing out what fall has failed to get Winter's not started yet I watch by...

  • 1

    Hash Marks in the Cavern of My Soul.

    23 months ago

      Hash Marks In The Cavern Of My Soul.     Editors slash at me, their razor sharp rejections, cut pink slips in my soul.   I have wallpapered my studio with their displeasure. deadlines kill me, the clock hands swing in a wide pendulum, ...

  • Icy Winds, Mid January Blues
    0

    Icy Winds, Mid January Blues

    2 years ago

      Icy winds     Icy winds blow across my knitted brow, knocking the cap right off of me, smuuuush....a blue hat bitterly blasted beneath a biege mini-bus just more winter road kill, my headless hat lies splayed. My gloves are not...

  • Late Night Mind Walks
    0

    Late Night Mind Walks

    2 years ago

    Late Night Mind Walks.     I have discovered that there is much comfort in keys tapping like an old friend at the window. Fingers wiggling in a tender wave, a smile of whimsy bends my lips and they form an Oh!! I realize that poems...

  • Avoidance of a Senseless Path
    0

    Avoidance of a Senseless Path

    2 years ago

    The Avoidance of a Senseless Path. When I took the i out of what I said I was left with sad, Promises are the prom that doesn't always come true with corsages and heavenly nights, I knew we weren't right for each other, and so I left,...

  • What Brilliance Through Yawning Window Breaks.
    0

    What Brilliance Through Yawning Window Breaks.

    23 months ago

    In the wee hours that psychopaths, drunks and insomniacs frequent, I sit here quite sober, wide awake and killing only time. No longer consumed by the bottle but battling with bottled- up emotions. I usually find myself able to get a grip, but...

  • All a Bored...find Refuge
    0

    All a Bored...find Refuge

    2 years ago

    All A Bored Find Refuge.     It's just pulling in The Imagination Express, a quatrain of delight near the conjunction of your station of thoughts. Its sing-song, clackety-clack rhythms of life draw all poets near and far. Flowing swiftly ...

  • Two Questions Arise
    1

    Two Questions Arise

    2 years ago

    Two Questions Arise. Innocence dressed only in skin and bones, crawls feebly from the sharp talons of death, hunger gnaws at the distended belly, even more powerfully then fear, no one to carry this child's tiny body, to the aid...

  • Chick, Chick Hooray!!
    2

    Chick, Chick Hooray!!

    2 years ago

    Chick, Chick, Chick, Hooray!! I love to take those pink marshmallow chicks round about Easter time all lined up with droopy beaks and pin point coal black eyes,   and set them on a plate, which I then place ...

  • 1

    Baptism With a Goddess & Sanibel Island, Two Poems About the Glory of the Ocean,

    2 years ago

    Baptism With A Goddess. The ocean is a lady, her emerald and white skirts wooing me to her depths, moving me to the undulations that match the ancient rhythms of love. I float horizontal in her clasp, as she carries me away, ...

  • Crimson Over Frosted Clover.
    0

    Crimson Over Frosted Clover.

    2 years ago

      Crimson Over Frosted Clover.     I saw a cardinal perched in a shivering huddle  on a drab limb of a bare  tree today. Naked to the chill wind, he stood out like the sore thumb of mother nature striving to return our frozen...

  • A Sign Post for Woulds That Now Are Was.
    1

    A Sign Post for Woulds That Now Are Was.

    2 years ago

      A Sign post For Woulds That Now Are Was.  ((((((((((((((((O)))))))))))))))))))))   The huge, old maple tree stump was cut rather short to allow some electrical lines up above to pass by without limbs growing there, and then breaking...

  • Desolation That Is Unparalleled.
    0

    Desolation That Is Unparalleled.

    2 years ago

      Desolation Unparalelled ((((((((((((((((O)))))))))))))))) Sorrow blunders, a weary tumbleweed, churning blindly over mountains of true grit. Huge barriers are created by the howling winds of despair, in the desert of my soul. I am a...

  • A Fatalistic Approach.
    1

    A Fatalistic Approach.

    2 years ago

    Fatalistic Approach.     Death grinned at me today with a red slash mixed with an aluminum blur at 97 miles an hour while cutting in front of my Le'sabre leaving my brakes squealing like a cheap violin.

  • In Temporal Transitions We Wallow.
    1

    In Temporal Transitions We Wallow.

    2 years ago

    In Temporal Transitions We Wallow. OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO "In tubular and round we are blood filled balloons of flesh, our belly buttons are the nipples tightly knotted, our nine orifices are the valves for gaseous release, with a fragile...

  • A Tale From the Cinders of Ella.
    0

    A Tale From the Cinders of Ella.

    2 years ago

    A Tale From The Cinders Of Ella. \\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\///////////////////////////////////// " No fairy Godmother, only perhaps the mother of God to pray to when one gets old."...

  • A Simpler Stairway to Heaven.
    1

    A Simpler Stairway to Heaven.

    2 years ago

      A Simpler Stairway To Heaven.     Let all the religions melt into one God, one faith, He cares not for various labels, only that we love him. He needs none of the comforts of tradition and props, used by so many churches and temples and...

  • 1

    The Duped recruit.

    23 months ago

    Just some military humor in a fictional setting -Enjoy.

  • 5

    My Truest Friends.

    23 months ago

    My Truest Friends.   Birth --->   Love --->   Old Age ---->     When birth came, like an new friend, I was stubborn, enjoying my solitary existence in the warmth of the womb. But birth gently pushed me through vaginal spasms, into...Life.

  • Backstage In Years Past.
    0

    Backstage In Years Past.

    22 months ago

      Backstage.....in years past     I remember so vividly long after the shows went dark, like a script freshly memorized, the smells and the exquisitness of the costumes, we were issued and allowed to don to become our character....

  • Some of Life's Little Pleasures.
    2

    Some of Life's Little Pleasures.

    2 years ago

    Some of life's little pleasures Into our lungs we draw each day the essential gases and nutrients that are required to survive, but we also draw in the scent of a woman, the perfume of a rose, the sweet tang of vintage wine, smoke of...

  • The Bitter Morning After Pill
    1

    The Bitter Morning After Pill

    2 years ago

    The Bitter Morning After Pill   The hollow in one's soul often matches the hollow in one's bed to their left, which is never right, for even when it is, someone will still have left, and the morning after is the mourning...

  • Vanities.
    3

    Vanities.

    2 years ago

    It starts in designer jeans, somewhere around puberty and ends in depends and a wheelchair. It's a holier than thou attitude, in the pristine skin granted by God. But time erases its lovely countenance, and soon the parchment of our faces...

  • Spacific Desires
    1

    Spacific Desires

    2 years ago

    Spacific desires.   Pickled people emerge after hours of boogie boarding, with salt encrusted hair, the tang of her green tea, plants smiles on their lips, as they tumble by her side, in the grains of crystal she has ground finely for their...

  • Ode to a Woman in Need
    3

    Ode to a Woman in Need

    2 years ago

    Ode to a woman in need.     In the opaque depths of two orbicular pools one might notice that emotions often well up there  or take shelter under the flesh petal hoods that guard the flowers of her irises.   Within these windows...

  • Heart Is Where The Home Is.
    2

    Heart Is Where The Home Is.

    2 years ago

    Heart Is Where The Home Is. It's just a golf course now, where our humble home once squatted, in the projects found offensive by wealthier neighbors. That place where we laughed and played, in our youthful splendor. Mom's been separated...

  • When the Sweet Milk of Life Goes Sour.
    0

    When the Sweet Milk of Life Goes Sour.

    2 years ago

    When The Sweet Milk Of Life Goes Sour. OoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoooooo She comes as the angel of innocence lost, haunting many war torn cities, where car bombs transport children and babies far too early from the promises of life. She echoes the...

  • Independence Hard Scrabbled.
    0

    Independence Hard Scrabbled.

    2 years ago

    men have dodged bullets that sought to bleed independence from them leaving  scars red and blue stitched in small criss-crossed stripes on once torn flesh skin. I sometimes run my fingers in the grooves along the walls that list the names of men lost

  • When Frozen Glaciers Weep.
    2

    When Frozen Glaciers Weep.

    2 years ago

    When Glaciers weep! What marvelous air, must be captured there, within these crystallized tombs of time, trapped inside each massive hulk of ice lies the last condensed breath of a woolly mammoth, with the flesh remnants of his final...

  • A Little Boys Pockets. (Written at Age 13)
    3

    A Little Boys Pockets. (Written at Age 13)

    2 years ago

      When you empty your little Boys pockets.     When you Empty  your little boy's pockets, What a treasure chest you'll find, To you it may seem quite worthless, But it's priceless in his mind, For who but a boy, Could find such...

  • What's Old Foretold.
    0

    What's Old Foretold.

    2 years ago

    What's Old Foretold.   Old is a cold place graced with thick socks, long woolen pants, and cardigans buttoned up tight, against the June chill. Old is life on hold, most circulation to the feet is cut off, with long days spent out of...

  • What Shall We Do With This Day?
    0

    What Shall We Do With This Day?

    2 years ago

    What shall we do with this day? Sculpt it from the moment you get up, squeeze every minute from its hours, wring them out completely and taste their essence. They are sweet and intoxicating and full of promises if you devour life, before...

  • The Kiss and the Prelude.
    0

    The Kiss and the Prelude.

    2 years ago

    She leaned in with the neck of a graceful swan and nuzzled her lips close to mine brushing feather soft across them and then molding against them breathing with me as her body nestled into the hardening warmth that awaited her forehead to...

  • Extended Warranties Honored Here.
    0

    Extended Warranties Honored Here.

    22 months ago

      Extended Warranties Honored Here.   He had sought eternal life, on the theory that the brain could be coaxed into service for many centuries with the help of the highly intricate innovative technologies that he had developed. He...

  • My Table of Contents...freshly Plucked.
    0

    My Table of Contents...freshly Plucked.

    2 years ago

      My Table Of Contents: Freshly Plucked.     From the convoluted cauliflower of my mind, delectable sprouts break free into poetry. Although sometimes I find myself interrupted by kidney beans filled to the bursting with steamy...

  • Shackled by Their Loss.
    0

    Shackled by Their Loss.

    2 years ago

    Shackled by their loss. )-O-O-O-O-O-O-O-O-O-O-O-O-( To all my brothers-in-arm who sleep in the jungles and seas, who are missing in action or were prisoners of war. I have wrapped my care for you around my...

  • Weekday Rituals.
    1

    Weekday Rituals.

    2 years ago

    Weekly Rituals....       Monday morning mundane mourning masticated moments from the weekend coat my tongue and punchclock's hold no rum!  ~ Tuesday it's boo-hoos-day it's butt put to the screwsday just another ..

  • Snoozing In Schools.
    0

    Snoozing In Schools.

    2 years ago

    Snoozing in schools.   < > < > <   >   > Way down in the oceans deep what do fish do when we sleep do they close their bulging eyes blowing bubbly lullabies? Do they snore creating sounds made mute by water all around? perhaps they lay down...

  • Hats off and Standing Ovations.
    0

    Hats off and Standing Ovations.

    2 years ago

      Hats off...and standing ovations.     "Hats Off!!" to the 17 Cro-magnon or Neanderthral men who bravely sampled for the first time ever in human history 17 different species of mushrooms 16 fell dead for their heroic efforts but one...

  • Flight One Nineteen And Holding.
    0

    Flight One Nineteen And Holding.

    2 years ago

    Flight #119 and holding... My Dad's almost eighty now he's a reflection though somewhat faded of me in some short years yet to pass. Our Mom's and Dad's tend to be a mirror of flesh one can see a bit of thier tomorrows in the...

  • For The Wee Ones.
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    For The Wee Ones.

    2 years ago

    For The Wee Ones.       Tiny blond haired lass won't you dance with me I'm an autumn leaf the wind has just set free dashing to and fro merrily we'll go till I fly away on some blustery day when the colored leaves are replaced by pure...

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