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Train to now where
The wheels turn the noise echos on the tracks voices heard chit a chat music loud deafens ones ears
One longs for peace and solitude
Destination known
One travels to destinations end
where one goes one is unknown till one arrives
One longs for peace and solitude
Destination known
One travels to destinations end
where one goes one is unknown till one arrives
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Posted: Aug 2019
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Don't punish me
Don't punish me anymore
for bad deeds
depth of longing
hidden desires
quiet hopes
interrupted by a scream
and sweat drops
after a crazy touch
for a gentle smile
stolen fleetingly
and moments of silence
after the storm broke out
closed eyes
in the shoulder flexion
listening to silence
what will not happen again
Don't punish me anymore.
for bad deeds
depth of longing
hidden desires
quiet hopes
interrupted by a scream
and sweat drops
after a crazy touch
for a gentle smile
stolen fleetingly
and moments of silence
after the storm broke out
closed eyes
in the shoulder flexion
listening to silence
what will not happen again
Don't punish me anymore.
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Posted: Aug 2019
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INNER SMILES....
Special moments in time, that bring a smile
Memories tucked away, in our private file
Giving a lift, to what was a normal day
Flooding thoughts, like warming sun rays
With people we love, memories are made
Over-time, initial presence can easily fade
Until triggered by action, visual or thought
Stirring mind files, special moments brought
Back into the moment, emotions can collide
With past and present, so we can again ride
A time when so happy, you stored it away
To pull back and remember, warming rays
Memories tucked away, in our private file
Giving a lift, to what was a normal day
Flooding thoughts, like warming sun rays
With people we love, memories are made
Over-time, initial presence can easily fade
Until triggered by action, visual or thought
Stirring mind files, special moments brought
Back into the moment, emotions can collide
With past and present, so we can again ride
A time when so happy, you stored it away
To pull back and remember, warming rays
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Posted: Jul 2019
About this poem:
those special memories we can remember at such odd times.......that make us smile inside and out.....The artist that drew the rain
You have seen life withering
And the beauty of nature
In your dreams
And your brush
Has always blessed
This bright burning.
Our silent dialogue
Has suddenly disappeared
Like happiness disappears
You've gone through the storm
Beyond the horizons of earthly concerns.
That morning, opening the window
I saw a picture
Maples, straightened freely
Rocking in the wind so easily
I have head music.
The summer fairy tale musicians
Have sent diamonds
Of their hearts tears.
To those who are not with us
Anymore
I know you’ve forgotten me
Artist, that drew the rain
You serve other angels now
And you will not call me to follow you.
The artist that drew the rain
And the beauty of nature
In your dreams
And your brush
Has always blessed
This bright burning.
Our silent dialogue
Has suddenly disappeared
Like happiness disappears
You've gone through the storm
Beyond the horizons of earthly concerns.
That morning, opening the window
I saw a picture
Maples, straightened freely
Rocking in the wind so easily
I have head music.
The summer fairy tale musicians
Have sent diamonds
Of their hearts tears.
To those who are not with us
Anymore
I know you’ve forgotten me
Artist, that drew the rain
You serve other angels now
And you will not call me to follow you.
The artist that drew the rain
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Posted: Jul 2019
About this poem:
all is about a good friend of mine from our childhood. he was a very talented artist. he passed away few years ago
Fan In The Window
An old farmhouse and a fan in the window
The sun is just rising and sunlight is falling
Onto the kitchen floor
Biscuits and gravy are waiting on the table
Rolled up sleeves washed hands
A life I knew from the cradle amen
And the only thing that needs to be said
Is being said by the fan in the window
And off in the distance is the sound of an old pickup truck
And this is good mighty good Lord thank you for waking me up
The dishes will soon be done and work is just outside the door
And when dinner time rolls around the fan in the window
Will seem a little quieter cause we are talking more
The sun is just rising and sunlight is falling
Onto the kitchen floor
Biscuits and gravy are waiting on the table
Rolled up sleeves washed hands
A life I knew from the cradle amen
And the only thing that needs to be said
Is being said by the fan in the window
And off in the distance is the sound of an old pickup truck
And this is good mighty good Lord thank you for waking me up
The dishes will soon be done and work is just outside the door
And when dinner time rolls around the fan in the window
Will seem a little quieter cause we are talking more
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Posted: Jul 2019
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Game Shows
Press Your Luck just came out this week on TV
I used to watch it back in the 80s
One guy actually figured out the pattern to the Whammy board
He won 110,237 dollars
If you don't hit a Whammy you keep getting more money and prizes
But if you hit a Whammy you lose everything
Hit four Whammies and you are out of the game
This guy kept hitting the 5,000 and an additional spin which kept him going
Now they have larger prizes and the show is an hour long
So the person that wins gets to win additional more in a bonus round
Another show that is new is Holey Moley, a minigolf game
Card Shark is another one brought back from the 80's
In this one you simply have to guess higher or lower than the face card
If you have an ace it is simply lower, unless it is the same card
In the old game you lost nothing, in this one you lose whatever you bet
I still watch Jeopardy after James Holzhauer lost after winning 131,127
Just in one show, and racked up over 2 million in total
I also enjoy Family Feud
I used to watch it back in the 80s
One guy actually figured out the pattern to the Whammy board
He won 110,237 dollars
If you don't hit a Whammy you keep getting more money and prizes
But if you hit a Whammy you lose everything
Hit four Whammies and you are out of the game
This guy kept hitting the 5,000 and an additional spin which kept him going
Now they have larger prizes and the show is an hour long
So the person that wins gets to win additional more in a bonus round
Another show that is new is Holey Moley, a minigolf game
Card Shark is another one brought back from the 80's
In this one you simply have to guess higher or lower than the face card
If you have an ace it is simply lower, unless it is the same card
In the old game you lost nothing, in this one you lose whatever you bet
I still watch Jeopardy after James Holzhauer lost after winning 131,127
Just in one show, and racked up over 2 million in total
I also enjoy Family Feud
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Posted: Jun 2019
About this poem:
I've spent a lot of my TV watching time watching game shows. One I wish they would bring back is Name That Tune where they got some songs with a clue and one note from the song.
Gratitude
A pleasant sound
Ruffle in the leaves
A nest of birds
Built in the eaves
A slight creak
Rocks my chair
Its arm rests worn
Smooth with wear
A thousand days
Maybe a hundred years
An eternity of time
Many laughs and tears
A fleeting moment
Lost in memory lane
A soft whistle
Of a faraway train
A cup of coffee
Steams in my hand
A flavor in life
That’s oh so grand
A country morning
A mountain spring
A great blue sky
Makes my heart sing
A quietness alone
Seeking solitude
A peaceful mind
Fills with gratitude
Ruffle in the leaves
A nest of birds
Built in the eaves
A slight creak
Rocks my chair
Its arm rests worn
Smooth with wear
A thousand days
Maybe a hundred years
An eternity of time
Many laughs and tears
A fleeting moment
Lost in memory lane
A soft whistle
Of a faraway train
A cup of coffee
Steams in my hand
A flavor in life
That’s oh so grand
A country morning
A mountain spring
A great blue sky
Makes my heart sing
A quietness alone
Seeking solitude
A peaceful mind
Fills with gratitude
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Posted: Jun 2019
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A day in the countryside......reflections of rural life.Downhill
Down down downhill
Spinning spinning tricycle wheels
Jumping houses, jumping trees
Brakes somewhere out of reach
Carried by breeze like a free flying witch
Down down down the hill
Spinning spinning spinning wheels
That felt like it lasted forever maybe...
A miracle happened I could not foresee
My father was there to grab hold of me
Spinning spinning tricycle wheels
Jumping houses, jumping trees
Brakes somewhere out of reach
Carried by breeze like a free flying witch
Down down down the hill
Spinning spinning spinning wheels
That felt like it lasted forever maybe...
A miracle happened I could not foresee
My father was there to grab hold of me
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Posted: Jun 2019
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Reflecting on my first terrifying and thrilling downhill ride
Freeze frame.
It's morning and the street lights are still on.
The road is resting it's back while the cars sleep in their driveways.
Foot-free footpaths mirror the road.
Unlike them, I'm wide awake - but I share in their peace.
The road is resting it's back while the cars sleep in their driveways.
Foot-free footpaths mirror the road.
Unlike them, I'm wide awake - but I share in their peace.
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Posted: May 2019
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the girl in the wave
on a spring time morn
was wonder born
a strange fluke cut
the sky
from eddied hair
a magic stare
told me that truth
can't lie
a girl who smiled
from a face so wild
my breath did leave
my mind
I somehow knew
that girl was you
and to nature
I was blind
in a wheelhouse stark
both bright and dark
her eyes they light
the way
a rippling whirl
midst seas that churn
all darkness
ran astray
my nets that trawl
her song and call
a creature
made of prayer
you can take my life
my boat my knife
but she
is always there
on a spring tide morn
her currents warm
I never
saw her more
yet I heard her song
all coast along
the inlets
speak her name
was wonder born
a strange fluke cut
the sky
from eddied hair
a magic stare
told me that truth
can't lie
a girl who smiled
from a face so wild
my breath did leave
my mind
I somehow knew
that girl was you
and to nature
I was blind
in a wheelhouse stark
both bright and dark
her eyes they light
the way
a rippling whirl
midst seas that churn
all darkness
ran astray
my nets that trawl
her song and call
a creature
made of prayer
you can take my life
my boat my knife
but she
is always there
on a spring tide morn
her currents warm
I never
saw her more
yet I heard her song
all coast along
the inlets
speak her name
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Posted: May 2019
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