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Ramblings from the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia


  1. Easter: New Style

    by , 10-03-2007 at 10:34 AM (Ramblings from the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia)
    Easter: New Style

    T’was the Night Before Easter and in Bunnyville—
    That old Easter Bunny was feeling quite ill.
    His stomach was aching and so was his head—
    I tell you, he sure feel like staying in that bed.

    But he felt that he just had to deliver those eggs,
    So he stumbled up onto his wobbly legs;
    Shouldered his basket and set off up the lane—
    Although almost bent double from terrible pain.

    And I suppose that’s ...

    by , 10-03-2007 at 10:02 AM (Ramblings from the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia)

    In the cold, grey dawn they buried him
    near the spot where he had died;
    with no family there to mourn him—
    the guards just laughed. I cried.

    We’d shared a cell for fourteen years,
    in the dark prison on the cliffs;
    with a long, hard grind ahead of us,
    always wondering “If—“.

    We were chosen for the road gang.
    (At least we’d get fresh air!
    And stretch our legs outside our cell,
    away ...

    by , 10-03-2007 at 09:52 AM (Ramblings from the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia)

    Darkness falls
    moon goes down, stars go out
    thick blackness
    bats flutter, wolf howls
    terror follows fear follows loneliness
    door squeaks, faint rustling
    absolute silence
    cold silence

    Silence, cold
    rustling, faint; squeaks door
    loneliness follows fear follows terror
    howls wolf, flutter bats
    blackness, thick,
    out go ...
  4. Poetic Origami

    by , 09-30-2007 at 12:00 PM (Ramblings from the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia)
    Poetic Origami

    Just one rule that cannot be broken:
    Always fold; you never cut.
    From the single square of paper
    Life forms emerge under skillful fingers.
    Learn the forms to form the basics,
    Bird base, water-bomb, napkin, multiform—
    Everything has a beginning,
    But focus on what the end will bring forth.
    Here is a frog to hop across the table,
    Here a crane to soar the skies—
    With the multiform I can tell a story, ...
  5. Health Update

    by , 09-30-2007 at 10:30 AM (Ramblings from the Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia)
    Well, I can report partial good news. At least some of the fear that was tearing me apart has subsided, as I now know that I don't have a tumor or anurism causing the problem. My own reseach shows that this could be a side effect of the original illness, Bi Polarism, a manic phase that mimics seizure activity, and that it isn't at all strange to have the EEG lights cause that reaction. There are medicines that can be taken to combat the effects. I just have to wait out the appointment, which hopefully ...