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Saturday, July 26, 2008

Sat, 26 Jul 2008 09:11:28 GMT

I'D LIKE TO BE

At a birthday party,
For dear Emily today,
Oh, it shall be hearty,
And full of fun play.

Ice cream and cake,
With soda pop wash,
Colors 'n tastes,
'L have effect b'gosh,
No wastes.

Oh, do have at it,
Have great fun Emily,
It's your day !

Go the HAPPY BIRTHDAY way ! !

Monday, July 07, 2008

Mon, 07 Jul 2008 04:44:47 GMT

Kelli and doug

Somehow each night come time to sit at the keyboard the days activities have been such that about all I can do is - - - - - sit - - - - -. Tonight is the same, after a big family party and visit yesterday and necessary running today, I've had it. But life lives its self as it wishes, I do hope it keeps the promises i make it tonigh when daylight arrives . . . .

Yes, Kelli and I met and it was wonderful.

Kelli and doug

Saturday, July 05, 2008

Sat, 05 Jul 2008 06:59:10 GMT

TWO HOURS IN HEAVEN
(Cont)

It's nutty, I guess for a man with an autistic, contrary way. But like my dog, therein hangs this tale.

My first awareness said to me, "Hey, part of you is missing, wonder what, why and how come ?"

That aching, lonely void cried to be filled by another body, personality, ally - what ever called, I needed it to join for me to be a complete entity. Although my life was full nd happy there was alwaya room for more searching.

Questions to Mom, Dad, Granny were vain, our doctor was no help either and life wewnt on . . . . .

Friday, July 04, 2008

Fri, 04 Jul 2008 05:00:07 GMT

TWO HOURS IN HEAVEN

Eight plus years ago the foundation for this edifice was dug . . . . . . . me handling the pick and shovel.using every bit of energy, strength, and ingenuity on this marvelous site the greatest that could be had - worldwide !

It has been worth every second of time, labor, sweat and thought I could possibly expend and a labor of love to boot. But I find that I am much too tired to continue tonight so must put off my recounting 'til tomorrow.

'Tis worth it to me, hope it is worth your waiting on my strugglling words - - - - - - - 'til tomorrow then, adios . . .

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Tue, 24 Jun 2008 10:40:37 GMT

SPEAKING OF FALLING

Speaking of falling,
Which I wasn't,
But will -- as it is calling,
Big Mouth Berserk,
No Stone Walling . . . . . .

Due to age and such,
Things detrimental,
My body doesn't respond much,
To exercise torrential,
So I find mydself in "Dutch",
Orthopedically.

Changes in posture and gait,
Skews my balance a bit,
Consequentially it does wait,
'Til I'm out of it,
And much too late,
To save face.

SO . . . . . . . . . .
T'other day,
Face down I was,
In our driveway,
Erasing gravel with my forehead.

Scabs, scratches and scars resultant,
Perhaps a psychiatrist or M.D., should be my consultant.

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Really happened - - - Bounced my skulll in our driveway,
All but stubborn scabs remain.
Note to self - - -
Watch your balance !

Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Wed, 18 Jun 2008 22:24:51 GMT

FASCINATED

The act of festination,
In all creastion,
Has little relation,
To anything common sensical,
Look it as rather nonsensical.

'Tis an out of time body,
A feverish frame of mind,
Amid a nation of uncoordination,
Wherein the pickled feet wind,
Rapid fire.

Let me tell my story afore it gets gory,
The body in search of equilbrium,
Tries to match forward motion of upper story,
But like the Indian said, "They don't agree'um,

So, like a Danse Macbre,
The body, continues to weavw and bob,
Oft ending face down, a bloody blob.
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Try that on a stair case. huh ?

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Thursday, June 12, 2008

Thu, 12 Jun 2008 22:29:38 GMT

TRUE LOVE

This year,
Spring said to me,
I plight my troth to you,
"Summer shall bring bounteous beauty,
By my early green,"
And it is seen !

Thursday, June 05, 2008

Thu, 05 Jun 2008 02:35:26 GMT

VANTAGE POINT

A place not far from home,
By a lake calm aned blue,
There is space for some,
Who seek to renew,
The peace and love God meant,
And so live in content.

Wednesday, June 04, 2008

Wed, 04 Jun 2008 03:43:37 GMT

ON THE EARTH BELOW

Meanders the River Platte,
Taking its time you know,
Has time and all that,
As Atlanticwards it doth go.

Late afternoon 'tis observed all-in-all,
By a fiery eye,
Of Old Sol,
They bid each other, "Good Bye,"

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I shall post as often as I can, more in notify list.

Monday, June 02, 2008

Mon, 02 Jun 2008 04:58:48 GMT

Trying to wet my feet again,
Few words and a pic or two,
Last night no pics in the pen,
Maybe this'll do.

Lil' Gal named Immie,
Newer model of "Great G'daughter,
Doll in one hand, in head a "gimmie,"
Behain' like she oughter.

Heather in recovery,
Observing Immie with love,
At the double barreled birthday party, she's a bit hovery,
On Look Out Mountain, way above.

Birthday cakes, single file,
Just before the big blow,
After a big dinner, it took a while,
The goodies to stow.
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I don't go missing on purpose, that's just the way it is.
I'll be back ASAP, but in the meantime, if you wish, give Kelli at her e-mail addy to
find out how things are going. She is my beloved cyber sister and a saint.