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6117. RickNelson - 7/11/2015 2:09:14 PM Many, many years Communal:
An Ode, if perhaps we strode
alongside rondiaherlihy,
or rode the Stepp with uzmakk
to let the serenity of PamIAm
we meld, today's story to tell,
allowing me liberty, I ask, Judithathome
a capital J, fond and true!
It's hard to move past Pelle,
to dear Seamus' "Coppered Pebbles"
a genuine guileless connection
just as I, without guile, sought JamesWright.
The purity of NuPlanetOne
and the nuance of dear resonance
RyckNelson, an upstart wannabe,
never satisfied, still reflective, knows
theMote home so well.
Blaise, was my enigma, professional
and secure, web savy, written, needing
to grow, we all need praise, even Blaise.
AzureNW, dear AzureNW, empathy I gave,
I get it, I really do! Wished you the BEST!
Marshame, I caught the communal signal,
perhaps it's here today?
Jenerator, I hope you're secure, happy and
filled with joyful days.
An Ode to the past, and now it's here
,
We're not forgotten, your presence,
written or not, seen, or not-
Present.
Note: Good memories, it's fun to be around, looking over posts. Thanks! 6118. arkymalarky - 7/12/2015 4:25:25 AM Awew. Fun old times! 6119. NuPlanetOne - 8/14/2015 5:15:08 AM Rick, I wish Maria could have been around to read 'Looking for Something.' Actually cigarlaw as well, and everyone you mentioned in 'Many, many years, Communal.' (A style that I love. RickNelson, nailing humor and rhyme!! Where is Seamus? Lol.) Anyway, with a poem like 'Looking for Something' I totally get you. Even Mr. Wright, though somewhat a well meaning pedagogue whose placing things on appropriate shelves and classical approach, even he would have to say that one is first rate! I hope everyone else gets it! Some people just don't get things. Lol. (It's why I love webby, she always gets even my most obtuse offerings. With critique, of course) I'm Glad I checked in. 6120. NuPlanetOne - 8/14/2015 5:16:40 AM Obtuse it is.....
Cliché Trees
I must agree, that our beginnings
And endings appear to be unique
That our collection of cells, smells
Sights and sounds, recollection
In a conscious way, the ability to say
To wonder, to try to explain, to pray
These things, and our blind empathy
With a universe, perhaps wholly alien
Yet made of the same stuff, it brings
Me to clichéd conclusions, full of fluff
The usual suspected illusions, the grand
And expected delusions, repackaged
Algorithmic denials, the false hopes
Or eureka pained smiles, all symphonized
By digitally perpetuating files. What
Else to call the universe, but our own?
I swat a bug because it annoys me. I hug
The icon so that nothing destroys me. I chug
Along like a car in the train and I refrain
From circumspection, that upon intense
Inspection, these things, are, one definable
Continuum. And so I morph into oblivion
Into the obvious, like ant or bee analogies
Clichés hung on trees, all alive in a hive
In a line with a purpose and a point. Yes,
Having a point is our purpose. It ought never
Be proved that life is meaningless, we are alive
And death is beside the point.
6121. NuPlanetOne - 9/18/2015 6:09:08 AM bye daddy
lately it sucks
i cant remember
little shit, things
i want to google
then i forgot
the baby's name
grandpa i'm not bo bo
im joshua, remember
bo bo is uncle bobby
i drove to work
where i worked 25 years
ago. its not funny
anymore. my daughter
doesnt joke. she looks
at me like a job
sometimes i pretend
im not back so i can
watch her and see
how bad i'm getting.
got lost in the basement
for a long time
but i found some pictures
of before. then the baby
showed up and brought
me upstairs for
some cherios. 6122. NuPlanetOne - 9/18/2015 6:33:08 AM BTW Rick, Happy B-Day. I'm only a few days late. Lol. 6123. arkymalarky - 9/18/2015 2:19:36 PM I hope that isn't about you npo. It's a hard way to live for everyone involved and no way around it. 6124. judithathome - 9/18/2015 9:30:55 PM Lately, NPO's sentiments are one and the same with mine....aging sucks and even when I hear the alternative is worse, I'm not so fucking sure........... 6125. arkymalarky - 9/19/2015 3:39:32 PM At a certain point you start to hear more often that there are worse things than death. Since a friend said it about a relative of hers in discussing Stan's dad's cancer twelve years ago I've heard it more and more. Shocking and sudden and heartbreaking as it was, there have been more than a few comments on how lucky it was his brother went like he did, despite his young age. 6126. judithathome - 9/19/2015 8:19:55 PM I have always thought that my parents were lucky they went so quickly: my dad in an older man's DREAM...two years after my mom and at dinner with a younger woman...and with an engagement ring for her in his pocket.
My mom died suddenly 3 days after hip surgery of a blood clot...she had her first physical therapy appointment scheduled for later that afternoon...
No painful, difficult lingering illnesses and no "dread" of death BECAUSE in each case, they were forward-looking to and at the very end. 6127. arkymalarky - 9/19/2015 9:17:53 PM My parents just drove off from our House a few minutes ago. They're really beginning to worry about that, and although they're trying to plan for it, I don't know really how you can. They say they're ready to go, but they're not ready to have a prolonged end. 6128. judithathome - 9/19/2015 10:10:17 PM Hey...I'm your parents age (or younger!)...I think. I have SUCH a jaded attitude toward "the end"...bring it on!
I have no desire whatsoever to linger...and trust me, I will not.
6129. judithathome - 9/19/2015 10:11:39 PM or younger....much! 6130. arkymalarky - 9/19/2015 10:26:38 PM Yeah. My dad's 84 and my mother 79. 6131. arkymalarky - 9/19/2015 10:27:20 PM Stan says the same as you. 6132. judithathome - 9/20/2015 6:22:33 PM Well, if I am still as sharp as your dad when I reach his age, I might be less enthusiastic about checking out...
But that's not likely to happen...hell, I'm not as sharp as he is now and that I'm 12 years younger! 6133. arkymalarky - 9/20/2015 9:54:39 PM Ha! He is beginning to get repetitive. And physically is a lot slower. 6134. judithathome - 9/21/2015 7:15:33 PM Welcome to the club!! 6135. NuPlanetOne - 10/22/2015 4:03:19 AM BTW, No Ark, fortunately, 'bye daddy' isn't about me. My dad kept all his marbles to the end. It's about a friend's dad. In a lucid moment he explained it's a glitch. You get one foot stuck in a dream and can't figure out how to pull it out. So sad. 6136. RickNelson - 11/12/2015 4:55:56 AM I'm so glad I stopped in tonight. I didn't think Nu would have stopped by. Thank you Nu, arky, judith!
I found this a while back, and needed to revise it today.
5399. RyckNelson - March 12, 1999 - 6:24 PM PT*(Revised today)
You mind me now, just hold that thought
Milkweed stalks grew near the river.
Roots ran deep in the gardens tilled soil.
Pose in that field of dandelions, and I'll take your picture,
with the river in the background it'll make a nice scene.
Hold that thought!
Remember pumping water from the well?
It was near a wall of the back porch.
Remember the wood pile looming roof high?
It sat near the wood shed out back.
Rickety, old squeaky steps rise with the stove pipe.
Hold that thought!
The piano and slide bar guitar captured attention,
We sang among the lilac blooms, potted on the sill.
Oh, the bread would smell good fresh from the oven.
We sat at the kitchen table, spreading jam and butter.
Hold that thought!
Holding to memories soft pleasure.
A requiem of land now held fallow.
The stone markers convey little.
Our memory, we memorialize that life.
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