The little toy dog is covered with dust,
But sturdy and stanch he stands;
And the little toy soldier is red with rust,
And his musket molds in his hands.
Time was when the little toy dog was new
And the soldier was passing fair,
And that was the time when our Little Boy Blue
Kissed them and put them there.
"Now, don't you go till I come," he said,
......
When I was a windy boy and a bit
And the black spit of the chapel fold,
(Sighed the old ram rod, dying of women),
I tiptoed shy in the gooseberry wood,
The rude owl cried like a tell-tale tit,
I skipped in a blush as the big girls rolled
Nine-pin down on donkey's common,
And on seesaw sunday nights I wooed
Whoever I would with my wicked eyes,
The whole of the moon I could love and leave
......
When Mother divorced you, we were glad. She took it and
took it in silence, all those years and then
kicked you out, suddenly, and her
kids loved it. Then you were fired, and we
grinned inside, the way people grinned when
Nixon's helicopter lifted off the South
Lawn for the last time. We were tickled
to think of your office taken away,
your secretaries taken away,
your lunches with three double bourbons,
......
The power of ideas are immeasurable
They are the hidden treasures which lies
Deep within each and everyone of us
When we take the time to mind them we will find
That they are more precious than diamonds
Ideas which may seem insignificant
Has tremendous power within them
They are the genesis the initiation the foundation
Of all invention and everything which
......
Україна (щоденник подорожнього, рік 2024)
-
висіяний з неба біль
перемішує з криком страх і ненависть
вона* ж
стоїть
мужньо обнесена вогнями
хоча життя доокіл розсипається як її будинки
і присипає землею
......
Україна (щоденник подорожнього, рік 2024)
-
висіяний з неба біль
перемішує з криком страх і ненависть
вона* ж
стоїть
мужньо обнесена вогнями
хоча життя доокіл розсипається як її будинки
і присипає землею
......
Let me sit by the brick fireplace,
Let me wade the river in my clothes,
Can I play in the swimming pool?
Let me bake cookies,
Let me sleep in your t-shirt,
Can I smell your midnight cigarettes?
Let me tan in the sun,
Let me stay awake all night,
......
It occurs to me.
That while I sit at this bar with a smile on my face because of the small conversations of old timers, the owner and the bartender.
I am overwhelmed by the beauty of life.
It kills me to know these times won't always be.
As I sit here at the end of the bar, and watch the interworking's of everyday people,
it's easy to see how truly special each of their lives are,
and they have no idea...
Dinner each day
The time slowly passes
Four round plates
Two pairs of glasses
Together each day
Never unfurled
Sharing what we had to say
About the world
When summers heat
......
Past lives come and go
People and moments slip away
Sometimes new ideas and hope sink below
As time marches on and trudges through the snow
The ones that really matter stay
Past lives come and go
Things get lost and slip away in the flow
Things you love seem to fade away
......