Or a walnut whip.
Glad you liked it kiz paws...and that it gave you a laugh, symphony.
Tiny footsteps
pitter,patter
'cross the floor
beat the drum
that sets the toon
of childhood
"O reason, reason, abstract phantom of the waking state, I had already expelled you from my dreams, now I have reached a point where those dreams are about to become fused with apparent realities: now there is only room here for myself. "
-Louis Aragon
haymaking and fishing.
big barrels out on the bogs
a young couple to leave
New England with
scarfs over their faces,
ripe for innuendo
"He was nauseous with regret when he saw her face again, and when, as of yore, he pleaded and begged at her knees for the joy of her being. She understood Neal; she stroked his hair; she knew he was mad."
---Jack Kerouac, On The Road: The Original Scroll
Our task must be to free ourselves by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature and its beauty
~Albert Einstein
Gossip
“Got it from a good source, mind you.
“And it’s to go no further, you understand?”
“What?”
“The dirt on Sally?”
“Well, you see he said that she said that they said—
“so it must be true don’t you think?”
“Oh, get real, girlfriend!”
“Last weekend?”
“Oh she told him, and he told them,
“and they told grandma, and of course she told us!”
“How true!”
“It’s that old bat across the hall ringing for the line again!
“Some people! Tongue tied in the middle and wags at both ends!
“I hate people who can’t keep their mouth shut for five minutes!
“Don’t you?”
Dale Harris
© 3/14/96
Inspired by the famous Norman Rockwell painting…
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
Loved your poem, Pen. How you have captured the sentiment perfectly.![]()
Our task must be to free ourselves by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature and its beauty
~Albert Einstein
pen, your dialogue is electric.
The man drew up his eyes, considers
tangled down bodies in shadowed sheets,
elegant frames, asleep,
the way light he made to fall across
her neck,
she slept. Left her a note in morning:
"My watery self-portrait love, Sleep.
---Vincent Desiderio"
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"He was nauseous with regret when he saw her face again, and when, as of yore, he pleaded and begged at her knees for the joy of her being. She understood Neal; she stroked his hair; she knew he was mad."
---Jack Kerouac, On The Road: The Original Scroll
Jon, you must have gone to an exhibition (lucky you!!), but even no, your poem has captured the visual beautifully. Thanks for the tribute to Vincent!![]()
Our task must be to free ourselves by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature and its beauty
~Albert Einstein
yes! and i actually learned something about stretching light oil painting!
he's amazing isn't he?!?!! that Sleep portrait...ahh!
"He was nauseous with regret when he saw her face again, and when, as of yore, he pleaded and begged at her knees for the joy of her being. She understood Neal; she stroked his hair; she knew he was mad."
---Jack Kerouac, On The Road: The Original Scroll
SHOUT!
Jump for joy!
Run!
Sing!
Do!
If you don't
what moment
have you wasted
what second
have you spent
that you could have
spent dancing
and singing
and leaping
LIVING!
That voice
is calling you
answer it!
Be still no longer!
Live!
Laugh!
Be free!
For we were created
for freedom
Use it!
"O reason, reason, abstract phantom of the waking state, I had already expelled you from my dreams, now I have reached a point where those dreams are about to become fused with apparent realities: now there is only room here for myself. "
-Louis Aragon
Some of us laugh
Some of us cry
Some of us smoke
Some of us lie
But it's all just the way
that we cope with our lives...
Click,click,click
Life begins
tap,tap,tap
an enemy made
click,clack,click
climax begins
tap,tap,tap
A life ends
Click! Ding!
A story is written
"O reason, reason, abstract phantom of the waking state, I had already expelled you from my dreams, now I have reached a point where those dreams are about to become fused with apparent realities: now there is only room here for myself. "
-Louis Aragon
Love? It is the flavour
of the millennium, it is the scent
of someone far away and yet
surrounding me,
in my nostrils,
in my heart.
"You must be the change you want to see in the world." Gandhi