tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-30159377137226607582024-03-14T14:49:57.252-04:00BLOSSOMS AND WEEDS: PoetryWritten 1954 - 1980 by LARRY EUGENE MEREDITHUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger252125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3015937713722660758.post-54369499437972712012013-04-07T13:26:00.000-04:002013-04-07T13:26:01.511-04:00A Reading of Besotted Ballads Volume One<br />
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Even More Poetry of youth, 1955-1959, age 14-18.<br />
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At the end of my Senior Year of High School, I fell into deep infatuation for the young lady in the picture with me. Her parents were immigrants from the old Soviet Union and her name was Sonja. Since she had a lot of interest in music, i tried to impress her by writing a musical play a la Broadway, which I called <i>Ya-Ha-Whoey!</i><br />
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<i>Besotted Ballads Volume One </i>contains the lyrics to the songs from that play.<br />
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Although most of these songs were written in 1959, some were written earlier than that such as "My Little White Lamb", "Ya-Ha-Whoey" and "It's Christmas Only Next Week".<br />
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The lyrics of the song "Ya-Ha-Whoey" were writen by Stuart Meisel and myself.<br />
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These were written in Downingtown and Bucktown, Pa.<br />
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My dedication was to the Jeannette S. (Who was another girlfriend of mine.)<br />
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<b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 16.0pt;">“Yum
Ye Ye Yum” and “Lonely Boy”<o:p></o:p></span></b></h6>
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Were publicly performed as part of the
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<u>Frantic Frank on Musick</u><o:p></o:p></div>
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Owen J. Roberts High School, <o:p></o:p></div>
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Bucktown, Pa. in May 1959 and at<o:p></o:p></div>
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Bethel Methodist Church,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Spring City, Pa. in June 1959<o:p></o:p></div>
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Copyright 1959, 2012<o:p></o:p></div>
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LEM Productions,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Recorded by Ben Tate on Ronnie Records in
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Copyright 1957, 2012<o:p></o:p></div>
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Larry E. Meredith,<o:p></o:p></div>
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Bucktown, Pa.<o:p></o:p></div>
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The remaining poems in this volume are the
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<b><u>Ya-Ha-Whoey!,<o:p></o:p></u></b></div>
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Written by Larry Eugene Meredith.<o:p></o:p></div>
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All lyrics are by Larry Eugene Meredith <o:p></o:p></div>
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except “Ya-Ha-Whoey”, written by <o:p></o:p></div>
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Larry Eugene Meredith and Stuart R. G. Meisel.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Original Musical Score by Robert Condon.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Copyright 1956, 1957, 1959, 2004, 2012<o:p></o:p></div>
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Larry E. Meredith & Stuart R. Meisel<o:p></o:p></div>
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Bucktown & Valley Forge, Pa.<o:p></o:p></div>
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More Poetry of youth, 1958-1959, age 17-18.<br />
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Some of these poems are from a Poetry reading I did in 1959. Most of the verses here were published over the decades after I graduated high school.<br />
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These were written in Bucktown, Pa.<br />
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My dedication was to the Ladies of My Youth.<br />
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“School is a Pain in the Neck”, “A Lesson is a Mess, Son”, “Molly’s Girdle”, “A
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From “Twenty-Six Poems: A Reading”<o:p></o:p></div>
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February 1959<o:p></o:p></div>
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Sponcered by Agnes C. Manser<o:p></o:p></div>
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Owen
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Copyright 1958, 1959<o:p></o:p></div>
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Bucktown, Pa.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Copyright by Larry Eugene Meredith 2012<o:p></o:p></div>
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<b>“Gatherings”,
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Publicly read at the “17<sup>tth </sup>Annual
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Ward, Colorado<o:p></o:p></div>
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July 1998<o:p></o:p></div>
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<i>A Poem to Save the World: Readings Against Nuclear War<o:p></o:p></i></div>
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1998<o:p></o:p></div>
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Second Saturday<o:p></o:p></div>
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Jo Allen, editor<o:p></o:p></div>
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Poetry Vortex<o:p></o:p></div>
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One Stop Poetry<o:p></o:p></div>
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Potluck Poetry<o:p></o:p></div>
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Jingle Poetry<o:p></o:p></div>
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Was written for the Class of ’59 Graduation
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Owen J. Roberts High School April
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Bucktown, Pa.<o:p></o:p></div>
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Copyright by Larry Eugene Meredith 2009<o:p></o:p></div>
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I had begun dabbling around with poetry in grade school. Most of my earliest scribbles long ago disappeared.<br />
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At age 12 I began to take writing a bit more seriously and started to collect and preserve what I wrote.<br />
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So this volume, <i>Early in the Mourning</i>, is my earliest childhood poetry still in existence. I have long ago committed it to print, then entered it into the digital world of the computer. Now I decided to read it as a video and so here below is my reading of <i>Early in the Morning</i>. The poems and parodies within were all written between early 1954 and early 1958, from an age 0f 12 to 16. Almost all these efforts were performed and/or published many years ago, although one written in 1956 was not published until 1998.<br />
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I suggest you stroll to the bottom of my Blog and turn off the music player before listening to the video.<br />
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<b><u><span style="font-size: 26.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 14.0pt;">ACKNOWLEDGMENTS</span></u></b><b><u><span style="font-size: 26.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></u></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 16.0pt;">“Rich Man$ $ixteen
Ton$”, “Willie Ameere’s Drive”, “I Beg-g-g of You-u-u”, “Hot Rod Richard”, “A
Teenage Girl At a Big Star Record Hop Dance in 1957”, “Frankenstein”,
“Stranger”, “But Instead of Jazz…”, “On Main Street”, “Pennsylvania”, “Paul Anka,
“Walking, Talking Sack Dress”, “Random Ideas Concerning certain Pages in My
Grammar”, “Please!”, “A Cup of Tea”, “Hot Rod” </span></b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 16.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">and<b> “Goodbye Tango”<o:p></o:p></b></span></h6>
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<span style="font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 8.0pt;">From “Twenty-Six Poems: A
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<span style="font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 8.0pt;">Copyright 1955, 1956, 1957, 1958<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 8.0pt;">Copyright by Larry Eugene
Meredith 2012<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 16.0pt;">“I’m Gonna Drink that
Blood Right Outta Her Neck”, “Older Than Egypt”, “A Wonderful Wolf” </span></b><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 16.0pt; mso-bidi-font-weight: bold;">and<b> “Some Enchanted Graveyard”<o:p></o:p></b></span></h6>
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<span style="font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 8.0pt;">From “South Cemetary”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 8.0pt;"> NORCO High School <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 8.0pt;">Copyright 1957, 1958<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 8.0pt;">Bucktown, Pa.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 8.0pt;">Copyright by Larry Eugene
Meredith 2012<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">“Cycle”<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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<span style="font-size: 10pt;">Publicly read at
the “17<sup>tth </sup>Annual Poetry Reading Against Nuclear Holocaust”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 10pt;">Displayed at the
Ward Public Library<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 10pt;">July 1998<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 10pt;">Published in the
Anthology<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<i><span style="font-size: 10pt;">A Poem to Save the World: Readings
Against Nuclear War<o:p></o:p></span></i></div>
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<span style="font-size: 10pt;">1998<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 10.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 8.0pt;">Copyright by Larry Eugene
Meredith 1957, 1998, 2012<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: 12pt;">POETRY WRITTEN 1969-1976<o:p></o:p></span></b></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3015937713722660758.post-27792059831299731632010-07-24T06:08:00.000-04:002011-12-11T16:54:05.185-05:00Ode to My Grandmother Upon her 75th Birthday<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">She taught me reading of words upon her knee<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">At four twenty and four Washington Ave,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">In the kitchen she made crust pies for me<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">I’ve never had better than those I’d have.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">You know, in eighteen hundred ninety nine<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">This country was a dissimilar place,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Lacking conveniences from in our time!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Automobile excursion, not outer space. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">States were not all states; borders not yet strung.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Through History she stayed forever young.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">When somebody has been there all your life<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Through the moments of joy, hard times and strife,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">She was there with love given openhanded.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">It’s art to be a grandmother; science too.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Some are artisans. Mine was a master. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">How can you show what someone means to you?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Carve their statute in white alabaster?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">I count it a blessing I’m her grandson.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">I’ll survey her and stay forever young.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Eleventh, June, nineteen seventy four,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Happy Birthday, mam-mam, at seventy-five.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">You gave the future to me, and much more,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">You made the past glow vivid and alive.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Today ev’rybody sings you a song.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">I want you to know in my heart will sing <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Ev’ry visit where you took me along, <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Each story told, ev’ry toy you would bring,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">For being so hip and forever young!<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Written for my maternal; grandmother on her 75th birthday.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">The photos are of her in her youth and on her last birthday celebrating with her great grand children.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;">Esther 1899-1978</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 14pt;"><br /></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3015937713722660758.post-69102700888916959802010-07-24T06:03:00.000-04:002010-12-12T10:53:06.919-05:00SPRINGS<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPwCkWdxHqnb4SPfS5T_0bFo3OBWe9egR6SxDmFI8xwrBVIW3UY-qwJVuvuDjan-Ke8CnwkGcYp_mKoVqjVn7iccKfaxNFeaJ102KPEoPgChnu0BLcVmxdIV9Q3OXHmhb80TOEv3IX6ho/s1600/2004+284+Jun+Pennsylvania+Ave+Triangle+Park_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="322" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPwCkWdxHqnb4SPfS5T_0bFo3OBWe9egR6SxDmFI8xwrBVIW3UY-qwJVuvuDjan-Ke8CnwkGcYp_mKoVqjVn7iccKfaxNFeaJ102KPEoPgChnu0BLcVmxdIV9Q3OXHmhb80TOEv3IX6ho/s400/2004+284+Jun+Pennsylvania+Ave+Triangle+Park_2.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3015937713722660758.post-54532709906492066352010-07-24T06:02:00.000-04:002010-12-12T10:54:13.240-05:00March Daze<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgouZEmD6tEEFbD6KPmMXNTH175atsKRIK2N0xjlwwTcYBU_LO5Ld6TBY8-vBr83gAM_8BNmm59d753iSzPr4U0m8q-5UnbIdCd9pxCqlidwgQSaabOta3-teqOsc-jcHLBCEYlq8aeTYk/s1600/1975+139+Tennessee+Trip.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgouZEmD6tEEFbD6KPmMXNTH175atsKRIK2N0xjlwwTcYBU_LO5Ld6TBY8-vBr83gAM_8BNmm59d753iSzPr4U0m8q-5UnbIdCd9pxCqlidwgQSaabOta3-teqOsc-jcHLBCEYlq8aeTYk/s320/1975+139+Tennessee+Trip.jpg" /></a></div><br /><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: 153pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Smoke lazily strays<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: 153pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">In turns and dances.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: 153pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">It drifts<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: 2in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Throughout March daze. Seasons stubbornly stay.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: 153pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Neither the snow nor the sun will lift.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: 153pt; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 171pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Smoke lazily strays<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 171pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">To the west.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 171pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Warm rays cook the clouds.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 171pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">The red glow sifts throughout the March daze.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 171pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Wind huffs spring our way<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 171pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">And bleak winter stirs to shift.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 171pt; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: 76.5pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Smoke lazily strays,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: 76.5pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Like high water ‘cross bays.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: 76.5pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Pregnant trees adorn the cliffs<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: 76.5pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Throughout the March daze.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: 76.5pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Progeny of May’s<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: 76.5pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Is conceived by airy whiffs<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-right: 76.5pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">As smoke lazily strays throughout the March daze.<o:p></o:p></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3015937713722660758.post-42552718026710813402010-07-24T05:59:00.000-04:002010-12-12T10:54:13.243-05:00Companions<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq4RKEXR8Jf2aS6_QksqLUDHIeK-VPZw2F7iUSq7TJKvmt7IzBDcuO6kh77jKM2VjT0Aj82z3YLWQd-Jf3vasLoPz80rGZcAzUKdpxfG-s9KoXUnAMVCloNV60LAX2kNvW4iid-iMhEwI/s1600/2004+724+Aug+04+++Brandywine+Park+Wilmington.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq4RKEXR8Jf2aS6_QksqLUDHIeK-VPZw2F7iUSq7TJKvmt7IzBDcuO6kh77jKM2VjT0Aj82z3YLWQd-Jf3vasLoPz80rGZcAzUKdpxfG-s9KoXUnAMVCloNV60LAX2kNvW4iid-iMhEwI/s320/2004+724+Aug+04+++Brandywine+Park+Wilmington.jpg" /></a></div><br /><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><!--StartFragment--> <div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">At the side of March<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Steps April, dressed in green.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Collar stiff with starch.<o:p></o:p></span></div><!--EndFragment--> </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3015937713722660758.post-58450071275939276802010-07-24T05:55:00.000-04:002010-12-12T10:54:37.184-05:00Secret Girl<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNZ0J0gHTRa6Ro5l1NCbGxW8AlCxepTpgAoJNwHZsIugfFMNk3Nbup8RkHRwMsPouljfgkUml70Yk_dcw5I3Xe8_HxEwyaQck2gCoCTxVTFCB_hK1NgbI3WlA5elqcuthxLShtKKlp2HU/s1600/1969+005+Ski+Trip+to+Big+Vanilla+NY.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNZ0J0gHTRa6Ro5l1NCbGxW8AlCxepTpgAoJNwHZsIugfFMNk3Nbup8RkHRwMsPouljfgkUml70Yk_dcw5I3Xe8_HxEwyaQck2gCoCTxVTFCB_hK1NgbI3WlA5elqcuthxLShtKKlp2HU/s320/1969+005+Ski+Trip+to+Big+Vanilla+NY.jpg" /></a></div><br /><!--StartFragment--> <div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Shallow gal, deep-down girl,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">M.A.D. eyes so tricky light.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Doors shut, windows up,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Secret day, open night.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Secret girl with morning<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Frown; twilight laugh. 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Chic.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Be with me a secret;<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Be indiscreet.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Secret girl whispering,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Philadelphia Street.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Dance, prance the barroom floor.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Yell and shout when we’re fleet.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Secret girl, deep-down girl,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Mystique. 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Be insane,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Sane girl, M.A.D. girl.<o:p></o:p></span></div><!--EndFragment-->Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3015937713722660758.post-85664760706816168812010-07-24T05:51:00.000-04:002010-12-12T10:54:24.872-05:00SIimple Song<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCsXn6-5TC1bIRuLSJV-mWPKHo5QV9FuJGASbISUBFtBHWMcmKG7ci1Qql3ol3DHucooLgiNM0L8sMVXBGEoRMxYS5-EGxxTwUw32blXwPvTZikh_5xzbpKc2PnbFDJDFX3ZfjtU0Rx3A/s1600/2004+867+Sep+04+PA++Faire+Shows.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCsXn6-5TC1bIRuLSJV-mWPKHo5QV9FuJGASbISUBFtBHWMcmKG7ci1Qql3ol3DHucooLgiNM0L8sMVXBGEoRMxYS5-EGxxTwUw32blXwPvTZikh_5xzbpKc2PnbFDJDFX3ZfjtU0Rx3A/s320/2004+867+Sep+04+PA++Faire+Shows.jpg" /></a></div><!--StartFragment--> <br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">A simple song<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Of lyric true<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">To simply say<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">I love you.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">No messages<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Or mystery of<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">The way I feel.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">You I love.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">It is not art<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">That I strive for.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">It’s your heart.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">A simple song<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Of melody<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">That captures the<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Simple me.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Come sing with me<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">My simple song<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">That begs you to<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Sing along.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">It’s no hall<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">I wish to fill.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">It’s my soul.<o:p></o:p></span></div><!--EndFragment-->Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3015937713722660758.post-7666386715319751442010-07-24T05:46:00.000-04:002010-12-12T10:53:50.139-05:00Two Josephs<!--StartFragment--> <br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Joseph came and took Him in hand.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Carefully he laid Jesus down.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Breath held, the earth gathered around<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">In worship. Silence held the land.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Side by side stood the low and grand<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">To touch the hem of the baby’s gown.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Joseph came and took Him in hand.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.5in; tab-stops: 0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Carefully he laid Jesus down.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.5in; tab-stops: 0in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.5in; tab-stops: 0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Stepping from his place he came to stand,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.5in; tab-stops: 0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Risking his position and renown,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.5in; tab-stops: 0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Under the cross. He reached a hand<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.5in; tab-stops: 0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">To take the body of the Son of Man.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.5in; tab-stops: 0in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.5in; tab-stops: 0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Joseph came and took Him in hand.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.5in; tab-stops: 0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Carefully he laid Jesus down.<o:p></o:p></span></div><!--EndFragment-->Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3015937713722660758.post-70323831349829466222010-07-24T05:42:00.000-04:002010-12-12T10:54:50.452-05:00Walk by the White Watergate: [Same-old-same-old lessons from history] Part I<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqqZLMJchFNqKSVgWEVwv56jkKsLGBaFYkc8K9KA-l2bZ9InKgfU0HAsRJLW2cH0CmVtOoAD9G7CzCII0GAjDlG-nLVx_R9QCPvTaclSdVamivt9YtZ-Y69MEeSNMBr5T2C-EKSAzeR5s/s1600/Nixon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiqqZLMJchFNqKSVgWEVwv56jkKsLGBaFYkc8K9KA-l2bZ9InKgfU0HAsRJLW2cH0CmVtOoAD9G7CzCII0GAjDlG-nLVx_R9QCPvTaclSdVamivt9YtZ-Y69MEeSNMBr5T2C-EKSAzeR5s/s320/Nixon.jpg" /></a></div><!--StartFragment--> <br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">You could not see a plane, because<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">No plane was fueled to fly.<span style="color: teal;"><o:p></o:p></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">No cars were driving on the road,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">There was no gas to buy.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">The Walrus and the Carpenter,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">The latter head of state;<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">They wept like anything to see,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">The fruits of Watergate.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">“I’ll not wallow in this mess,”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Said one. “Don’t,” said his mate.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">“If senators with seven tapes<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Searched for all the year,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Do you suppose,” asked Carpenter,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">“That we could get off clear?”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">“I doubt it, boss,” said the Walrus,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">And shed a bitter tear.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">The Walrus and the Carpenter<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Walked on a mile ahead<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">When inspiration came. “Sir,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">There’s something you should know,”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">The Walrus said, “I wish to stay,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">But I think that I should go.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">The Carpenter was all alone<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">As the ocean roared,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">And the timid, tiny oysters<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Formed an inquiry board.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">So he called a lobster to his side,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">‘Twas the best he could afford.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">O woeful, weeping Carpenter, your<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Tears are all a sham.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Why don’t you do like Walrus did<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">And take it on the lam?<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Too late to shut the Watergate<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Or the bursting dam.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">“The time has come,” said Carpenter,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 139.5pt;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">“To talk of many things.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Of China and of income tax,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Of prisoners and kings,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">And what detante is or is not,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">And does Kissinger have wings?”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">“But wait a bit,” the oysters cried,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">“Before going on with that.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">We think that’s just a cover-up,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Like your paper hat,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">And if you don’t come clean,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">We’re going to toss you out.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">“Toss me out,” said the Carpenter.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">“Don’t you realize<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">The tales you’ve been told<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Are only lobster lies<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">And exaggerations made up<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">By newspaper spies?<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">“First they kicked my dog about<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">And then my Walrus friend.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">It’s a left wing conspiracy<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">To bring me to an end,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">And if you don’t cease right now,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">I shan’t speak to you again.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><!--EndFragment-->Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3015937713722660758.post-67382303277659296662010-07-24T05:35:00.000-04:002010-12-12T10:54:50.456-05:00Walk by the White Watergate: [Same-old-same-old lessons from history] Part II<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLAQxAxy76cXPj-q877ZZgGDFRtAIl93nZpzN9LWZn-aoJFS1AaCtlKgVAOpNIdGaVXjmvOUnsHQGw3e38YDzFF7jZ9mp1hABiJUWXPb28gDPb1-iS8cg2W5uKUiExvb2_2x-NSY4Iwtg/s1600/bill-and-hillary-set.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLAQxAxy76cXPj-q877ZZgGDFRtAIl93nZpzN9LWZn-aoJFS1AaCtlKgVAOpNIdGaVXjmvOUnsHQGw3e38YDzFF7jZ9mp1hABiJUWXPb28gDPb1-iS8cg2W5uKUiExvb2_2x-NSY4Iwtg/s320/bill-and-hillary-set.jpg" /></a></div><br /><!--StartFragment--> <br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Just when the water seems safe<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Here came a strange new twosome.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Dancing in perfect harmony<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Was Hilly-dee and Billy-dum.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">They pranced about with deeds undone<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">And left behind words designed to numb.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">“The time has come,” said Dee and Dum,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 139.5pt;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">“To talk of many things.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Of China and of income tax,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Of councils and kings,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">And what intercourse is or is not,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">And does Monica have wings?”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">“Starrs come out,” said Dum and Dee.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">“But don’t you realize<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">The tales you’ve been told<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Are only lobster lies<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">And exaggerations made up<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">By newspaper spies?<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">“We read your case, long gone Carpenter,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">And we mean you no malice,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">But it’s a right-wing conspiracy<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">That surrounds this palace.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"> “Don’t tell the talking heads,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"> But I’ve been dating Alice.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"> “What’s that you say,” asked Hilly-dee<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"> “Would you risk us being jailed?”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"> “Now, never fret my faithful pet,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"> You know I’ve never failed.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"> I’ve blown smoke about adultery,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"> But I ne’er inhaled.”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;">Illustration: Novelty items of the Clintons</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in; text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><i>This poems was written 23 years after Part I and 22 years after this collection was originally put together, but this seemed the proper place to include it.</i></span></div><!--EndFragment-->Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3015937713722660758.post-75394018812188770712010-07-23T23:09:00.000-04:002010-12-12T10:53:06.947-05:00SUMMERS<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr0rc6aOu1yXAEe535UTUapgJIys8AEl5g1g_6MD96FBngSgDDACvid6nSFub5V4HYIPJNFLSyOx7yREyrSvhxwOvFLFvjbwZzHXzg2w0CT0CgppDdKFusnFWEmUdK7zNL28OVbMzzEcs/s1600/1975+119+Jul+Lois+with+Joe+and+Linda+Rubio+Amish+Homestead.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="312" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr0rc6aOu1yXAEe535UTUapgJIys8AEl5g1g_6MD96FBngSgDDACvid6nSFub5V4HYIPJNFLSyOx7yREyrSvhxwOvFLFvjbwZzHXzg2w0CT0CgppDdKFusnFWEmUdK7zNL28OVbMzzEcs/s400/1975+119+Jul+Lois+with+Joe+and+Linda+Rubio+Amish+Homestead.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3015937713722660758.post-74917666560384832162010-07-23T23:07:00.000-04:002010-12-12T10:54:50.459-05:00Notice From a Member of the In-Crowd<!--StartFragment--> <br /><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">If people <o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">passing<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Are <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.5in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Peeking<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 3.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>in,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">They will find me<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 243.0pt; text-indent: 9.0pt;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Peeking<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 207.0pt; text-indent: 9.0pt;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">out at <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 171.0pt;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">them.<o:p></o:p></span></div><!--EndFragment-->Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3015937713722660758.post-82913764539164925902010-07-23T23:04:00.000-04:002011-09-11T18:10:30.799-04:00Kisses<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG8ct_5vD_FSznOg1UDYPJq4h9edi0q6OD_Tk_XA7YIRGxDcdDRwc9_1w1m7OotNYd8uFTJomFmymuUyxrOp2lIO2JQLszvGwb_n9m4zMhm-7Rr_J8DrPu8VvwcKNP-Tsul8OvV9U46Dk/s1600/2005+06+05+a+Hagley+018+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG8ct_5vD_FSznOg1UDYPJq4h9edi0q6OD_Tk_XA7YIRGxDcdDRwc9_1w1m7OotNYd8uFTJomFmymuUyxrOp2lIO2JQLszvGwb_n9m4zMhm-7Rr_J8DrPu8VvwcKNP-Tsul8OvV9U46Dk/s320/2005+06+05+a+Hagley+018+.jpg" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Kisses are the blossoms<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Fallen to the river<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Touching with calm softness<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Yet strong as the tide can make them<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Rippling in the currents<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Of the rushing river<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">They are mine forever<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Taken from their giver<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Smooth to worldly roughness<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Placid on the stormy lake then<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Floating like a flower<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">On a rushing river<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Kisses are the breezes<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Blowing on the river<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Brimming with refreshness<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Touching early evening darkness<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Given unto blossom<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">These blooms of the giver<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Kisses are the blossoms<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Fallen from the giver<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Pressing gentle softness<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">On the lips pursing to take them<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Burning on the surface<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Of my rushing river<o:p></o:p></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3015937713722660758.post-31737075749841874532010-07-23T23:03:00.000-04:002010-12-12T10:54:50.463-05:00Behind the Rain<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoguOggr3-iRmd6d_TUz4vEUgsK4OewxXJM-28id7DpdMLXY1mWKuCvSNYnXgkJJoJI4y3tbN_wOAEIm4yu-4K67h0oxrQIydFuYd7yQA7mmvnNCu4dVozrpJ7kFRO5IuPQRi_kJqzIl4/s1600/IM000598.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoguOggr3-iRmd6d_TUz4vEUgsK4OewxXJM-28id7DpdMLXY1mWKuCvSNYnXgkJJoJI4y3tbN_wOAEIm4yu-4K67h0oxrQIydFuYd7yQA7mmvnNCu4dVozrpJ7kFRO5IuPQRi_kJqzIl4/s320/IM000598.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><!--StartFragment--> <br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Behind tonight’s rain a<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Coldness drops upon me.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">The highway lights glisten;<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Traffic’s wet symphony.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2in; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">It reminds me of that one,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">When the days were good.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">One had unruly tresses,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">When the days were good.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">It reminds me of this one,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">When the days were good.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">It reminds me of one’s passion,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">When the days were good,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">When nights were caresses,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">When the days were good.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Behind tonight’s moon,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Stars’ dark side to me.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Some corner hooker<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Will pretend sympathy.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Behind tomorrow’s sun,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Roads ahead of me.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Highway surfaces flood,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">With traffic like a sea.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Reminds me of another one<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Once a summer long,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">That one’s coolly flashing eyes,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Once a summer long.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Once a summer long<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2in; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">When the days were good.<o:p></o:p></span></div><!--EndFragment-->Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3015937713722660758.post-13978157678049198482010-07-23T22:59:00.000-04:002010-12-12T10:55:19.613-05:00Rhyme Royal to Jazz<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMbQeezXL6_D-Lhrfy48XCqxzEzJIvxNl-TROj-YM1CI9Orp-26VW1ri7e5MC-jDu3ONOAPQHt3mUQgPzlQcnOdIIeoU-mYnC80oQ3nwOWlhM9T5UIhNR5pcB8zRghcarjdmmSW0SeQkM/s1600/IM000473.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMbQeezXL6_D-Lhrfy48XCqxzEzJIvxNl-TROj-YM1CI9Orp-26VW1ri7e5MC-jDu3ONOAPQHt3mUQgPzlQcnOdIIeoU-mYnC80oQ3nwOWlhM9T5UIhNR5pcB8zRghcarjdmmSW0SeQkM/s320/IM000473.jpg" /></a></div><!--StartFragment--> <br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Alone at evening dusk, myself and jazz,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Our chords both soft and sad. Alone we test<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">The scale for new expression. Our impasse?<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Imagination fails. Our notes but jest.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">The mind of man is not up to the test.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"> How terrible are these limits of mind<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"> That at the end of thought our actions bind.<o:p></o:p></span></div><!--EndFragment-->Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3015937713722660758.post-74390372076198176982010-07-23T22:55:00.000-04:002010-12-12T10:53:37.935-05:00Joe<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKbq0ZopZpwRmd7gFqexsoTkfREPPebuAu5jY5dehI0VtP-45aduC6jAC1vdK0ybfogbN68qvvyVViGrlLlrB5N6STIw1REwJ7CI4YQph6-jrJqYQxpAAgf7cfVgvzjSKaiWWPjNAPc3w/s1600/1969+019+Rubio+Wedding,+Joe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKbq0ZopZpwRmd7gFqexsoTkfREPPebuAu5jY5dehI0VtP-45aduC6jAC1vdK0ybfogbN68qvvyVViGrlLlrB5N6STIw1REwJ7CI4YQph6-jrJqYQxpAAgf7cfVgvzjSKaiWWPjNAPc3w/s320/1969+019+Rubio+Wedding,+Joe.jpg" /></a></div><br /><!--StartFragment--> <br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">who went reluctant<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">protesting his draft<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">but fought well<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">was officially heroic<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">more times than once<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">became a leader<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">served honorably<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">winning<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">bronze star<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">three oak leaf clusters<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">battalion presidential citation<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">five air metals<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">vietnam national metals<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2in; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">purple heart<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">loves family<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">loves america<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">loves god<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1in; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">came back alive not loving unreason<o:p></o:p></span></div><!--EndFragment-->Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3015937713722660758.post-14748417938842158562010-07-23T22:52:00.000-04:002010-12-12T10:54:24.882-05:00To Lois<!--StartFragment--> <br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Old hills glow in soft eve light on leaf shine,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Where we step as we find our way to love.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">The wind song in the trees sounded above<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: .5in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Our heads when we came close, when you were mine.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Sunlit spring noon ablaze that youthful time.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Middays each spent in walks with hand in tow,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Lingering morning dews gave grass a glow,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Then you up rose to touch this soul of mine.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">The hour has come to see us home again,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Dark clouds are black and wet across the wood.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Let us go run between the time it could<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">And time it would pool its moisture and rain.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">At length we laugh to see raindrops go by<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Not hitting us, me and you, you and I.<o:p></o:p></span></div><!--EndFragment-->Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3015937713722660758.post-40496411935722084522010-07-23T22:50:00.000-04:002010-12-12T10:54:24.886-05:00Love Song Without Lyric<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3lGiNsCLrZNHuH_oRire9rrwsnNffdLdeWYfu3k2_kjC9Ahf_kFd-gLkljlY2dv9_B-Vrv1_Ubs5wOMrSmGHpswR8bKM2rLsjCBZzBRMR8LjHM-32TLJoUmMP0VNTFFRxZni7-pLq0j0/s1600/2006+09+11+301+Again+rushing+seal+shots+Boothbay+Whale+Watch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="174" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3lGiNsCLrZNHuH_oRire9rrwsnNffdLdeWYfu3k2_kjC9Ahf_kFd-gLkljlY2dv9_B-Vrv1_Ubs5wOMrSmGHpswR8bKM2rLsjCBZzBRMR8LjHM-32TLJoUmMP0VNTFFRxZni7-pLq0j0/s320/2006+09+11+301+Again+rushing+seal+shots+Boothbay+Whale+Watch.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><!--StartFragment--> <br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">I love you,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Though I never say it.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">In saying it,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">You lose the substance.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Can you say “ocean”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">And touch what you mean?<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Does the word express<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Sea depth and strength?<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Does it crash like white wave<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Or dart like a fish?<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Do you feel the moon tug<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">In voicing the word?<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Can you sift the sand<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Or breathe the salt spray<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">In speaking the sound?<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">You lose the feel of life,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Of strength, of mystery.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">To say “ocean”<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Is to say nothing.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">To say “I love you”<o:p></o:p></span></div><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12.0pt; mso-ansi-language: EN-US; mso-bidi-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: EN-US; mso-font-kerning: 14.0pt;"> Is but little more</span><!--EndFragment-->Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3015937713722660758.post-15941338502143538582010-07-23T22:47:00.000-04:002010-12-12T10:53:50.143-05:00Walker's Question<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibL3m2P9Vn5JzXyntPDxqcawxi8Z2BQLlw3JvmQVqsShbJYEdsFQNFirfTvG_APRWkjCRzg_wsKEzhI-LMKGpuPJrrzIKpcQL1ZQEot9nz92tTXj_6SzEyynOOdrV0xotcguXJrOjazlY/s1600/2004+1243+Oct+18++Hopewell+Lake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="168" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibL3m2P9Vn5JzXyntPDxqcawxi8Z2BQLlw3JvmQVqsShbJYEdsFQNFirfTvG_APRWkjCRzg_wsKEzhI-LMKGpuPJrrzIKpcQL1ZQEot9nz92tTXj_6SzEyynOOdrV0xotcguXJrOjazlY/s400/2004+1243+Oct+18++Hopewell+Lake.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><!--StartFragment--> <br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: .5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">As I go out walking<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: .5in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">In the crispness of eve,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">I think of my living<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">And what I believe.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">I see my own sins<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.5in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">In the clouds of the sky,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 3.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">And brings me to ask,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 3.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Why Jesus did die?<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">I know I’m not worth it,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: .5in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Not the man I have been,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">For all my good works<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Cannot cover my sin.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">So I ask for God’s grace,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.5in; text-indent: .5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">For this gift He will give.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 3.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">There is the answer,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 3.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Why Jesus does live.<o:p></o:p></span></div><!--EndFragment-->Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3015937713722660758.post-84000255143784596812010-07-23T20:08:00.000-04:002010-12-12T10:53:06.979-05:00FALLS<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhREut6Zcwz0Ig6EuQbECvIj0Xzo7ON1zz6fLjZvighp6G2HQYoDKydLb4AFd9W_95dj3hD49FZHOTpP8BMCjht_NjZRTrSnqt32_8CDJ6oeVowFSFndsyeghgFvPedLmuTeCfKJvJ9J20/s1600/2004+1212+Oct+18++Hopewell+Lake.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhREut6Zcwz0Ig6EuQbECvIj0Xzo7ON1zz6fLjZvighp6G2HQYoDKydLb4AFd9W_95dj3hD49FZHOTpP8BMCjht_NjZRTrSnqt32_8CDJ6oeVowFSFndsyeghgFvPedLmuTeCfKJvJ9J20/s400/2004+1212+Oct+18++Hopewell+Lake.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3015937713722660758.post-88376925571063049072010-07-23T20:05:00.000-04:002010-12-12T10:53:06.982-05:00People in the Doorway Afraid to Come Out<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSf4VfKeVDRdch1yvY2GEgupyfG55CeCCsauRyIsY7Xo9bgbVQN9TC0sQWAYmlwYlB54CnvoBv47mg_NazQU8n9vqbaP03X3EfuTMOhB4qI2Tr-W7QckBR9zhbGF4I4kOfR9zTc-EairU/s1600/2004+1432+Dec++10+Graylands++Snowmen+heads.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSf4VfKeVDRdch1yvY2GEgupyfG55CeCCsauRyIsY7Xo9bgbVQN9TC0sQWAYmlwYlB54CnvoBv47mg_NazQU8n9vqbaP03X3EfuTMOhB4qI2Tr-W7QckBR9zhbGF4I4kOfR9zTc-EairU/s320/2004+1432+Dec++10+Graylands++Snowmen+heads.jpg" /></a></div><br /><!--StartFragment--> <br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Many years ago these people died<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">And it’s been down hill since then.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Cloaks of conformity, where souls can hide,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Tugged a little tighter against the wind<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">And it’s shielding out the fear<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">The chance to be alive<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Might come tearing down their street<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">And park across their drive.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: .5in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Many years these minds have been asleep<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">And having nightmares all along.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">The pillows silencing those who might weep<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Have also smothered out the living’s song,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">That sings forget the fear<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">To stand up and be alive<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Come swim across the world pool<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">And splash us with a dive.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: .5in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Many days of dust have clung to these<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">And it keeps catching in their eyes.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">It’s the excess of the life long roles<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">It takes to hide away the life long lies,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">And it’s chanting that the fear<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">That those still alive<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Might come across their secrets<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">And show them to the tribe.<o:p></o:p></span></div><!--EndFragment-->Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3015937713722660758.post-66803404145064744112010-07-23T20:02:00.000-04:002010-12-12T10:55:08.998-05:00Trails That You Talk<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3N849AebEoe0PxERgysxJy_JcLsXu6CMm7y2j5GgI12z7aSRCAsOp_OivFF8l8QJCoo45_jEPII89zbuzCwtd2W5JJln-TlgTi2FZjZ9KhIVR3hFWFrskKHcrROp8Bn1YaRwDVTSWPSg/s1600/1969+084+University+of+Pennsylvania+campus.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3N849AebEoe0PxERgysxJy_JcLsXu6CMm7y2j5GgI12z7aSRCAsOp_OivFF8l8QJCoo45_jEPII89zbuzCwtd2W5JJln-TlgTi2FZjZ9KhIVR3hFWFrskKHcrROp8Bn1YaRwDVTSWPSg/s320/1969+084+University+of+Pennsylvania+campus.jpg" /></a></div><br /><!--StartFragment--> <br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">I don’t want to walk<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">In the trails that you talk.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Not while I can feel.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: .5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Don’t tell me of love,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: .5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">You who speak hatred.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: .5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Don’t tell me that peace,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: .5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Never justifies war.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: .5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Don’t ask me to kneel<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: .5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">At some gilded pew <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: .5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">To monetary gods<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: .5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">When there are the poor.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">You talk of working<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Only for yourself.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Patriotism<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Is Sunday drink clubs.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">You speak of duties,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">But for someone else.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">You are not seeking ways,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">You’re looking for cause.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.5in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Don’t teach me to blanch<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">At a colorful skin.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Don’t ask me to fight<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">In your party wars.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Don’t cloak me in cloth<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">To pretend your faith.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Don’t say your marriage is<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Always free from whores.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 1.5in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">As you slowly fade<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">I will climb a hill.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">When your TV blinks<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">I’ll hold out a hand.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">There is contentment<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">For your kind of mind,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">But what makes you think you’re<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.0in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">The voice of my land?<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 3.0in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Don’t tell me of love,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">You who speak hatred.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Don’t tell me that peace,<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Never justifies war.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Don’t call me a dropout<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">With your apathy.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Don’t try to sell me<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.5in;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">On you anymore.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.5in;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 81.0pt;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">I don’t want to walk<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 81.0pt;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">In the trails that you talk.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 81.0pt;"><span style="font-size: 12.0pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Not while I am real.<o:p></o:p></span></div><!--EndFragment-->Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0