Tornado PoeTry and mE

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Rafiah shares a very sweet
photo of her younger sister..
on Facebook.. and i say..
i dreamed you came and visited with me in the U.S..
the dream was truly hilarious.. and so vivid that i can
remember every detail.. like you drove my car
without asking.. hehe.. and you got to
meet my sister and her friend
and y’all had something in
common that was unexpected..
i will have to tell you more about it one
day.. anyway.. your sister looks very sweet
like you my friend.. but hehe.. you were
much funnier in my dream..wink emoticon
Rafiah says..
I can not drive a car, so stay calm as
i wont take your car with out dragging you with
me grin emoticon haha tell me about your sista
Is she too as cool and amazing
as you are? wink emoticon
And you know what Other day i had
this weird thought in my head. I wondered how
would you look like wearing shalwar kameez or
kurta, the traditional dress folks wear here.
You are always wearing shorts.
tongue emoticon Do you guys
have some shopping centre
nearby where you can buy
them and cover your
knees for once in your
lifetime. grin emoticon
may be you can dance in
them as well and show me
the pictures. smile emoticon
i say..
Yes.. my sister is as cool as i am..
she is a photographer but she
does not venture into
the writing pArt of
life.. like i do
in epic
net ways yet..
or do a dance..
always public..
but change iS
always possible
as my life shows wHole
now my friend.. Rafiah…
who kNows.. maybe one now
you will dance with shorts on too..
iN public too..
and maybe i
will show you
how one
day
now..wink emoticon
And yes.. i will be happy to wear
whatever you like.. to dance
for you.. including..
shalwar.. kameez..
or kurta or
whatever
else you
wish
as yes..
i can be
a genie too..
and grant you three
wishes of dance wear
from me..wink emoticon
Rafiah says..
Now i am thinking of a sherwani too,
dress grooms usually wear. Now my
mind is getting stray. tongue emoticon
i say..
SMiLes.. i have some more
Googling to do now..wink emoticon
Okay.. mission accomplished…
i like the Sherwani.. the best..
it reminds me of
Michael
Jackson
in his earlier
career days.. around
the now of Thriller..
but they don’t
have iT
iN local
stores.. so
maybe one
now.. i will
amazon
iT for the
special wear
dance you request..
from genie.. me.. then..;)
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SMiLes.. gigoid.. the GreAtest JoY
oF mY life.. WeLL.. among
many.. reAlly..
iS that
‘normal’
folks don’t
take crazy
serious.. now..
and haha!hehe..
watching recently
somewhat
‘Risen’ As
fundamentalist
religious movie with
tints.. shades.. and now
hues of hmm.. some freedom
iN the message as alWays
wiTh vehicles and vessels
of myths that hold higher
liGht as Love and Truths as
Wisdom REAL.. i loved iT..
when the Roman
dude decided
not to do
away
with
one of the
Mary’s in the
show.. as he
called her touched
and not deserving
punishment.. all
the way as it
were to
dead..
back then..
when the sword
was judge.. jury..
and lawyer
as one
pointed
and sharp
reality of life..
and ain’t it that way..
now.. sTiLL.. iF ya reAlly
wanna get the job dONE..
a little to lots of
crazy
iS the
best tool
ever.. WeLL.. one
of the best anyway..
to be left a hermit
as hermits
build
the
freest
sheLLs
oF all..
Win
ter..
Sp
RinGs
Sum
mer fUn2..;)
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Well.. okay.. and that reminds
me i had an older Algebra
teacher in College who
said okay after every
two or three sentences
of speech.. hmm.. RRBI’s..
Restrictive Repetitive
Behaviors and
Interests.. a
hall mark
symptom
of the so-called
Autism Spectrum..
and beyond as
phenotype2.. iN now
10 to 15% G..pop.. count..
and hehe.. probably
describes the hunting
and fishing R
and R
behavior
of close
to 33 percent
or so of the
local
males here..
and it is kinda
a male thingy..
as some studies
show to be more
focused on one thingy
than multi-tasking more
than one..
so i’ve fallen
behind again
on prompts
numbering
two from last
week on Tuesday..
and Thursday and
even potentially
a straggler
Haibun from
Monday too..
and Quadrille’s
again now today..
on the dVerse trail
as it were and remains
as so online.. and that i do
Love about being mostly a
hermit poet now.. is i can
art as i like without any
mechanical cognition
deadline
restrictions..
rules.. forms..
or anything really
that will take the
human mind
away
from empath
feelings and heARtist
brain pipe of Life..
as science even
shows now
iS an
empirical
phenomena..
wHere mechanical
cognition activities
repress the
miNd
of heARt
that connects
to flowery
ways of
liFe or iN
my case
flowordy
ways of
writing now..
hehe.. hahax2..
anyway.. i think i’ll workout
early and do come what mays
next.. as it does a little effort
to write close to
10K posts.. iN
even putting
iT all together
after the
draft
comments
section iS aLL complete..
but the best thing of all too..
one of many as well online..
is it ain’t goin’ nowHere else whe
tHeR i’m here or they are hEre or
whomever iS herE or not
now.. the record
stands as is..
and i can do
whatever i like
with it later..
like copying and
pasting my yearly DVerse
efforts of poetic response
into a blog post anthology
Novel.. every year around
spRinG now as history
shows around
that now..
iS my
height
of SpRinG creativity too..
to rule the rules with free..
iS a great way to be..
can get kinda lonely
at nows.. but
hey i have
few friends
i wouldn’t
trade for
a million
or more
fans
of
fame..
so let it be written..
so let it be dOne..
whenever what
comes
what
may
WiLL
rise again..
haha.. my next
GodsUniVerse
Novel3 may comprise
one hundred thouSand
Words but i write for
ever now..
and what
i write
WiLL
stand
as human
heArt never
dies on earth..
at least on servers.. now..
where every micro-poetic
expression oF Chapter
WiLL be a UniVerse
among other UniVerses
aLL on its
own..
in
multi
verse
way..
kinda
like the
relationship
of uS and the
rest of God
named
Nature..
for now
@least now..:)
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SMiLes my friend.. gigoid.. as alWays
no pressure free here for views
and responses.. now..
the art of it and i goes
oN for miles
of SMiLes
as alWays
come what
may.. and of course
wheRe steam goes
for me as well.. only
human
of course
too.. with
sleepy too’s
that i do appreciate
having now for regeneration free..:)
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SMiLes.. gigoid.. i think there is definitely an inherent advantage
of pulling crazy off.. when necessary.. but in the actual
state of mind of crazy.. not much advantage.. i see..
as i’ve been to crazy land and do know and
feel how not to return now..
however that is a lesson
of experience
that is one
of emotional
regulation.. and
sensory integration more over
actual associated thoughts..
iN moving ways of
connecting and
creating with
human WiLL that iS
choice of directing the
inner being of choice
for positive.. instead
of negative flow.. now
of life.. oh.. so hiGh
it can go.. but oh so
low out of balance
and hiGh too..
it can come
to.. now.. so..
for me to now express
iT aLL iN sensory.. emotioNal
and sensual balance iS the
best way never to go back
to cray cray
land again..
for real.. now
but meanwhile
i can glare my animal
feral side that some folks
feel iS crazy away from
uncivilized to
feral
animal being.. and
to leash that animal
iN balance iS
to have
a wolf
ready for
more actions
and consequences
of liFe.. against what
come what may.. as dArk..
and yes.. most definitely agree
only for the coldest of hearts is
insanity not contagious..
and of course
why it is one
of the
now most
stigmatizing oF
illnesses as the dArk
oF heARt naturAlly
rubs off
on others..
when we are
truly connected
as well as joy
oF liGht..
a place now
wHere i do my
best to land..
to keep
iT better
liGht..
as Lord
knows and feels..
i’ve spent some cray
cray nows.. too much
at the Wrong Planet..
wHere humanity
can be iN
sparse response
to the warmer
side oF
Human Being..
i feel that most crazy
iS associated with disturbances
iN mind and body balance.. wiTh
emotional regulation and sensory
integration all out of whack.. Love the
movement arts to literally get iT back iN balance..:)
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WeLL.. a quick skip
past last Tuesday
and Thursday
dVerse poeTry
prompts.. behind..
all the way to
Quadrille Monday..
all about Bubbles..
now to respond to
Shawna’s
poetic
effort
before
she
disappears
there as other duties
coming tomorrow
away from writing
land.. so who knows
or cares when i’ll now
catch up later.. what
ever comes.. WiLL then…
SMiLes.. S.. eMe.. S..
aka Shawna too..
i’ll pick a favorite
bubble in
bedlam
birth pangs
reNewEd
as fixed
B’s
away
from hives..:)
And now for sleep
2222016..
11:50 pm..:)
3:48 pm..
2242016..
Back.. and aLL
caught up below
with Tuesday
and Thursday
prompts
for
last
week dVerse..
now to finish
the Quadrille
free verse
stuff
here..:)
Hmm.. deTours
and back at 4:20 pm..
Bubble liGhts
of human horns..
Blow hard
Blow long..
SinG high
SonG grown..:)
*
Careful.. Careful..
diversion
from the
word rule
Bubble..
iN Bubbly
trouble..;)
Ha! Donald
iN three
Stooges
better
Duck
before
Bubble
Bursts
Fortune’s
Luck..:)
Tea PArty SpRing
without
StRinGS
oF
AWMAM’s
sonG.. n0w
Bubbling up..:)
GLlstening
RainBow
feeLinGs.. gOld
fish pass.. bye…
SWord Fish bRings
BubbLes wITh sHarp edges..:)
*
BalLoons.. bubble uP..
pArty SonGS
SinG
RefRain
oF air left
now.. flatten
now.. they lose
tHeir zest
deflated
Bubbles
BalLoon
no more..:)
Ah.. bloWinG
bubble gum
SonGs
air me
out..:)
Children’s Bubbles
kNow no limits
except for rules
limiting
how
bubbles
come and go..:)
Hmm.. drifting off to
a nap.. zzz’s and now
for dinner and work-
out after that..
more bubbles
when i get
back..
5:00 pm..:)
10:35 pm..
and back
for more
Bubble Poetry..
in Free Verse Quadrille-
less form for now.. sMiles..;)
Oops i did iT again..
deTour to heaven
and now
more bubbles
at 11:11 pm..;)
Chocolate petals
of taste buds
flow over
dance
of tongue
in soothing
songs of sugary
nirvana.. cupcake
bliss bubbles of heaven
over flow as real for now..:)
So sad that so many
who talk about the truth
setting one free would hope
in the same breath
that the earth
would
end
in ashes
tomorrow
self fulfilling
prophecies
real for
those
who
believe in
the truth of Ash..:)
Fear.. trUly core
dEvil of free..
Free.. onLY
trUe oF liFe..
Be Free
simple
as that..
without
ALL
Illusory Fears..:)
Bubbles floating free.. crystal
rainBows thin iN
air sKin..
moVing frEE..
never ending
flow
aWay
from priSons
oF staying sTill..:)
*
ShrInking brow
oF fear..
sInking
heARt
oF real..
riSinG blood
of fiRe.. heARt
liVes wiTh pasSioN moRe..:)
So let iT bE written
so let iT bE dOne..
sElf fulfilLinG
prophecies
exisT when
poeTry
comes
first.. iN juSt
doinG aLL neXt..
no bubbles burst
in FiRe of LiVe..:)
*
Spring to Summer Bubble
oF liFe stays iN waRm
soUl groWinG n0w
radiaTinG
heat oF
spiRit
through
Chi oF subatomic
flow aS core
flAMehUman
bEinG..:)
Colors Bubble
uP inNer
uS freEinG
wE aWay
from fear
Waves surf
Ocean
UniVerse
DeliGhtshores
SpRinkLinG liGht..:)
Nature feels
her bubble
oF liFe
never
bursting
frEE as shores oF
see..:)
Sand kNows
no liFe
but
Bubble’s
GRace..:)
Oh no..
septic
tank bubbles..
no wonderland
in other bubbles..
shower’s
alert
for ugly
bubbles..:)
Honesty and Politics..
bedfellows
from
different
Mothers..
Power.. Status
never ever
free
iN essence..
pain expresses
pain.. always in other
ways.. without heARt..:)
DArk poe
bubbLes SinG TrY
hiGher iN shadow
raveN featHers
oF
dustY
dRy
bOne
enDinGs..:)
OH God!..
terror of cooking
bubbles.. overflowing
heated hell.. boiling
edges on to stove
panic fingers
turn
the
dial..
never cook
again.. Thank
God for Wife..;)
Bubbling guilt
rises out oF joy
soars..
shaRed
blisS
hidden
pain
lower
iN
Love
Flesh..:)
Bubble bath
meditations
sinG flesh
iN born
way
meshes
wITh stars above
briGht exploDinG liGht..:)
Bubble black
magic..
witches
warLocks
brew of rue
stings.. softer
skiNned
human
beInGs
tAinted
smiles oF White..:)
Bubbles
move
people
words
sTiLL..:)
oh NO..! terrified
of dish washing bubbles
am i.. but only ’cause
i can’t touch manmade
stuff including
soap
no joke..
tactile sensitivity..
free ticket
to never
washing
clothes or dishes..
as long as there is Wife..;)
Bubbly
sMiLes
SinG
WinS..:)
Dream oF Spring
bubbles.. yes..
throughout
the animal
kingdom
always
floating
dreams of sex..
nice and not so nice..:)
There was once a so-called
man who chose a church
for a wife..
the ocean
chose
me first..
and last..
end and begin..
bubbles high
bubbles low..
Dark nigh
morn
Star..:)
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Hmm.. don’t under
stand the fascination
with all those bubbling
blood law enforcement
shows.. hmm..
my wife.. perhaps
she has a dark..
side.. after all
of those
shows she
watches..
i for one
choose bubbles
with no blood when possible..;)
i cannot believe
it.. all these
links and
i just
now
thought
of blowing
bubbles with
gum.. hmm..
thanks.. yes..
i’ll stick
with
air.. though..
and no bubbles..
or gum on dance
shoes
oF free..:)
Ah..
yes…
bubble iN
heaven i’ll
stay.. learnEd
never
to burst
now.. aGaiN
iN dance oF free..:)
SMiLes..
dream bubble
never bursts
as long
as iT
sImply
moveS in
Balance air..:)
Ah.. yes..
aLL who
move wiTh
gravity are
God’s Bubbles..:)
Wild cats
free..
Nature’s
bubble real..:)
Real
aS imaGiNatTioN
Bubbles real inOW..;)
Kitchen soap
bubbles.. slavery
floats from
Mountain
air..:)
Okay.. all finished
with 30 more poetic
expression efforts..
12:37 pm..
2252016..
in what appears to
be record time so far..
86 minutes divided
by 30 equals
2.86 minutes
including
reading time..
yeah.. and i’ll
have to admit..
listening to
that Yoga
trance music
the whole
way
through
made laser
focus.. in enhancement
of focus.. mindful
awareness..
and general
cognitive
functioning
in FeeLing
in practice
of unleashing
and releasing
the Quantum
human
mind and
body in
balance
now..
but you’d
have to
experience
that to more
fully understand
it from what i feel
so far
of that
phenomenal
human experience
that for decades
i had no idea
how poeticAlly
beautiful
life could
be iN
a free
dance oF Bliss..:)
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Hi Prajakta.. thanks so much for coming by
and visiting with me today.. and ha! i started
exercising when i was 12 years.. old.. as the
other humans told me.. otherwise i would not be
strong enough to survive.. and since then it has
almost always given me the edge over other
human beings who fail to do this..
over the course of all my ages..
truly a saving grace to move..
and to make physical education art
instead of science in restricted moves
is a way to human freedom not just in
muscle and other bodily health but emotional
regulation and sensory integration as well.. when
the body moves free in balance.. and no.. i’m not talking
about treadmills.. and pounding one’s feet on concrete in running ways..
and making the human body into a machine.. when as seen through
nature the mammal body is one of art that conserves energy..
with enough stored energy to capture prey and escape
predators as an Invisible Force in Flow with the rest of
nature in Grace.. and as an Athletic Director
in my retiring last job from the Government
for the Navy.. my philosophy of Sports and
Fitness is antithetical to the science of
fitness and sports they and the rest of
most of society teaches..
my physical education iS art now..
but i will use Nautilus machines as they
are designed on the patterns of the God of
Nature that is the UniVerse and Galaxies in the
Golden Spiral mean of 1.618.. where the fetus of us
at an earliest age matures into a mini-me UniVerse and
or God depending on what metaphor for the essence of
Universal Truth and Light iS.. with relative free will gifted as iS..
but wE NOW have the information/feeling for this evolved and stored
in our DNA just waiting to explode In liGht as recovered from the hiStory
oF
US.. sMiles..
more than
a jumping
jack
we
are..;)
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Hi.. sweet friend Zee.. so happy you
enjoyed the visuals i share here now
from all my nows as i stream on and
flow through life as the river it is.. and
pARt of my ocean iN Nautilus Shell
like art i leave here.. for the record
as is.. for what modern technology allows
to document dreams and reality of it…
While some folks don’t have the
horsepower of computers
and broad band access
to open up a feast
of human
life like
this..
technology is finAlly
catching up.. wHere now
anyone with the newest
smartphone devices
from Samsung
and Apple
can easily
open up
what i do here
with LTE Broadband
access.. and sure soon
most everyone will have
the latest technology for $25
a month or whatever they
are charging these
days.. to
attain the
ability to both
share and receive
more of the nows of
human life.. to inspire
each other.. as our ancestors
always did in the flesh group
life of loves and hugs..
photos aren’t
quite like the
warm and fuzzies
of the flesh life but
they are at least
a step theRe.. and
a way for us to count our
blessings as we go.. to focus
on the moment more.. and more..
noticing the beautiful small details of life
and how they work better in big picture
way of life
as well…
i love what i do..
and it alWays feels
good to share.. as that
is what free humans do.. they
give and share.. and never collect
and sell for selfish purposes
of con-social emotions
like jealously and
greed.. art
is to be shared
and it is sad to me
whenever it is sold rather
than shared.. or copyrighted..
or such as that..
i own nothing..
so i have it all..
as free..
to give
and share..
and to be clear
i do own a home..
a car.. and have
money in the bank..
and retirement checks
coming in monthly..
but those things are
only avenues to art
and not
a pArt
of my
being human
@ALL.. as FREE..
just a necessary
way to
get
here
now..
i look to a now
when all share again
freely.. where no longer
humans have to play a role
as cogs in a machine.. and
machines are the slaves
in non-feeling
way.. and
humans
can be
once
again..
FREE…
that change..
and ha! there is a song
for that too by Styx..
named Mr.
Roboto
with
visuals
too just
wRite for now…;)
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Hope you feel much better soon.. my friend.. gigoid..
and ha! as Synchronicity WiLL have iT..
i just finished a thousand
or so words on the
insanity of
the SCIENCE
of modern physical
education that through
commercialism reduces
humans into machines
instead of works of
art iN movement…
Any repetitive movement..
particularly one’s with trauma
to the body.. of which running
or jogging is one of the more
offensive one’s to our
bio-
mechanics
as iS iN extended
repetitive way
of pounding..
yes.. most
often leads
to chronic
ergonomic injury
to the route later of
degenerative arthritis.. etc..
and as always the answers are
in Nature.. move iN balance..
move with grace..
MOVE WITH
G R A V I T Y..
conserve energy..
and only strike
when the
moment
is correct..
to now either
fight for the next
meal or escape from
being the next meal
for someone/thing else..
And as science shows now..
which should of been.. a No.. Duh..!
moment before.. all innately.. instinctually
and intuitively.. run a marathon.. and get
heart attack equivalent damage to the
heart.. as one only NATURALLY runs
away from
prey.. they don’t
U S U A L L Y..
(unless they
are humans who
are specifically
evolved to
do that.. as
seen in some
African
cultures still now)
keep running like
insanity after
escaping
predator
or capturing
prey.. cat’s don’t do treadmills
and neither do rats if given a choice..
So.. i gracefully dance/martial arts/ move around the big million
dollars worth of gym equipment that i myself purchased
through collaborative effort with the public works team
with a million dollars of end of the year government
use or lose money.. scores.. of treadmills.. ellipticals..
stair steppers.. cycles.. and other machines that
go in the same direction in the same
movement over and over
in treadmill style..
and there is
a class
on ergonomic safety now and
for decades teaching never
do the same movement
all the time at the desk
at work.. even sitting..
as sitting is repetitive
movement still now
too.. but somehow
really smart humans
cannot figure out
that applies
to the simplest
moves of walking in
straight line sidewalks
and aisles of stores too..
We humans are animals..
and that is where the failure
begins.. when humans
are thought of and in
practice
more
as machines
instead of fur..
flesh.. and blood.. free
as the art of the Universe
shows in golden spiraling
moves.. and form
of art..
free.. as shell of Nautilus..
so yeah.. i’ll use Nautilus
machines providing smooth
resistance flowing with joints
instead of squaring
them off
iN free
weight
hell.. of restricted
movement iN stressing
ligaments.. joints.. and
bones.. of which the worse
possible exercise is putting
frigging 500LBS on one’s
shoulders and squatting
down below where the
knees normally
bend.. to
pick
berries..
where degenerative
arthritis.. etc… will be the likely
long term suffering outcome.. but
of course.. some
humans are born
more
robust
than others..
and may now
escape that..
wheRe.. i for one..
am born with
a congenitally
fused vertebra
iN neck.. a point
of inherent weakness
but a work around with
ease.. with Nautilus
machines
flowing
for
strength.. i have
zero pains.. ’cause
i flow.. sure i get
stiff no less
than a cat
but i just
stretch and
move on free in grace..
and yes.. i’ve suffered
from arthritic pain in my
hips.. my elbows.. my shoulders
my knees.. ever since the repetitive
movements of playing tennis for a decade
from pre-teens to twenties.. but now i have
recovered with the art of free flowing movement
and most importantly balance of emotions and
senses working as one.. i rarely ever breathe
hard.. but why should i.. i am neither running
after prey or escaping predator anymore..
as always the best lessons are innate..
instinctual and intuitive..
but if one can’t
find them inside..
just look to Nature
other animals already
have it figured out.
they moved as
the Universe
mini-me
God’s
they
are..
while we separate
into machines
oF robots
iN
Zombie
Apocalypse
Hell.. i dance
with Zombie
walkers in Super
Walmart.. a’hem..
and i’m now the one
that’s strange.. hehe..
i’ve got a secret.. i’m
not
the
insane
one.. haha!..
@A L L N O W
i N F L OW S
G R A C E..:)
CRap.. i forgot to answer the first question..
hehe.. i am a Disney movie.. as
i make me up as i
go as I.. the
capital
one of
i.. with
exclamation
point now! iN spiRit..!
way i feel i am Disney
World.. is i’d rather be
as a ride iN a store
in fliGht oN
land
than going
to the Magic
Kingdom kNow..
and Mickey Mouse..
after aLL.. we sHare the
same rodent ancestor
as science shows
from 75 million
years ago..
so Mickey iS
a grand way to beE
too.. as i revel iN
the crazy of norm
that iS
me now..
haha.. sure.. i
can fit molds on
the outside.. but
the river
iS me
floWing
as Ocean
whole alWays iNside..
for example.. below
and now
the dance
never stays
the sAMe as
iT iS alWays
creation
anew
now
iN feeling
over form..
and slow iS better
than fast overAll to me..
as the turtle of i SinGs
the same creation
SonG
oF rabbit
hAir
of
i
with so
many holes
to explore more..
kNoWinG FEElinG
as sAnd as I of i..!..:)
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Truth and liGht
iS aLL theRE
iS
iS
now..
change
consistently
now.. to worry
over tomorrow’s
death iS only
illusion
now..
as sure Dark..
is wHere iT sTarts
and begins again.. now
greaTest illusion now
iS dARk iS end.. now
iT’s only beginning
then after
end oF dArk
again.. but don’t
ask me how
i know this..
i am
born
wiTh
gift now
oF feeling
over knowing
fActs of human
and Nature now
and
then..
i’d hate
to thInk
i am
onLY
one wITh
thiS FAITH..
THAT’S REAL..
and you are
a poet
now..
REAL2..
@Rafiah.. now..:)
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LesSon
oF LiFe..
for me.. now.. Prajakta..
i’ll take groWing oldest over being
depressed to the point i forget
what happiness iS..
AlWays happy
to be older and
happy.. Greater.. than wise..
Feelings count at the end
and beginning of now..:)
SMiLes.. Yes friend..
Prajakta.. By the way..
Love the poetic way Prajakta
sounds as a feeling unto itself
and that is why i like my Pen name
too for the music of it in lyric flow..
Ha! When you retire.. If you like you can
become a poem too at essence if that becomes
your full time hobby too.. It’s a weird but
good feeling when all the words become a song..
Smiles.. Again.. When automatic writing is
no longer coin operated.. Okay.. i’ll go..
before another poetic novella comes..;)
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Superman vs Batman.. thought it was coming in Summer
but now it is forecast for the day before Easter.. along with
all the other God shows of the season.. and truly.. the first
Superman movie in 1978.. per the screen writer.. was
intentionally a metaphor for the Jesus story of
messianic proportions as was the last movie..
the man of Steele.. obviously…
where the world is always looking
for a savior from the perceived ills as long
as we have recorded history.. the hope is for
rising above the grade of human now.. so many
allegories through the years there is for the hero
archetype of human.. playing to both males and females..
from the dark journey.. back.. to change again iN
enlightenment and awakening of human being..
so yeah.. as always.. in fiction there is a taste of
reality where reality can be stranger than fiction..
overall.. as well.. per Mark Twain and others..
who see fiction as just a prelude to the
reality that is the strangest nows
of all.. justice league now.. all..
a play of life.. in tow.. as now..
ALL iN NOW.. and yes.. the common
struggle of liberal vs conservative.. portrayed..
in this new movie.. open minded ways of change vs..
same stuff in order again and again.. ad nauseam for
the freer ‘super’ men and women that are WE.. now..
and with all that said.. it’s now for some super
poetry in response to what will now
be around 100 poems.. and
if i did that in one
night.. it
would
even
surprise
super
me..
heHA1!..
anyway i need
another muse tonight
and Superman and
Batman will
do for
now.. aS iSis..
and Wonder
Woman2..;)
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So.. here i stArt wiTh last week’s
Tuesday dVerse prompt
all about rooms.. and
will skip back up
to the Quadrille
Section to
finish that
up after
Thursday
open link
night.. now
is over
wITh too..
in poetic
response
from me of course
as the deadline for
links is way back
last week now..:)
And this prompt is
inspirational to me..
as rooms have often
been associated with my
moods through life.. and
while i no longer am as attached
to the material surroundings of
man-made stuff.. there are the
two other bedrooms of our home
that have become storage
places as often
empty nesting
couples.. do..
a workout room
that is mine to do
as i please.. without children
and a room with a bed with
Katrina’s stuff too..
hmm.. the workout
room was a place
of darkest life
for me..
when i went
through my hell
in 2008.. particularly
the 40 day lent period
of no sleep.. as rings
of Dante’s hell choked
life out of me.. closer
and closer to beyond
any hell i could
imagine before..
as the hell
like life
was different
in intensity each
second of the day..
as my sleeplessness
progressed along with
the worst pain known
to mankind.. type
two trigeminal
neuralgia during
all waking hours
and the synergy
of 19 other
medical
disorders
that i have
outlined now
and now again..
oN this blog for
continuing dArk
oF Life inspiration
too.. so.. for 8 years now..
i’ve been putting off going
back into that room and getting
it back in shape.. so my wife
can at least work-out in there
as my strength no longer
is at the lower
weights oF
challenge
iN maximum
challenge oF
decades before..
i’m hoping this
prompt will help
motivate me to get
the job done.. as it’s
a dark pARt of my liFe
that i need to bring
closure to.. a room..
as iT iS
the last place
of it that i have
not entered and
sealed
up
as past..
so anyway.. thiS
iS my contribution
for last Tuesday’s
prompt.. at least..
out of respect
for the
inspiration
it brings me
whether or not
anyone concerned
with the prompt
other than
me.. ever
reads this
aT aLL..
iT iS
the inspiration
of life that counts
and out of respect
i thank.. whether
there are any
welcomes
or not..
it’s
just how
i roll iN
positive sNow
oF human being..
and now to get
inspired by the
poeTry of others
who linked to that
prompt about rooms
last Tuesday.. then..:)
*
Hospital rooms remember
clean.. losses remember
pain.. misery
and suffering
better iN
white
clean
sheets
than
dirty ditches
of nows gone by…
*
Old house rented
rooms.. bar
next door
drunken
hollers
of southern
boy manhood
dreams.. me
with girlfriend
defenseless then
no operators
manual for
fists or feet..
helpless feeling
of domesticated
male..
primate..
then..
no rooms..
hold me now..:)
Desk rooms
cLass.. space
for pens.. nare..
moving
legs..
sitting still
dead breathes..
better alive..
SpRinG
clasS
breaks desks
oh.. aLive aGain..
free breathes..:)
Moment Room..
point awareness..
emotions..
senses..
sensuality..
imagination…
logic..
least
these
when former
tenant feelings
move out oF
room now..
logic.. oh..
we.. elevate you
through life
leaving
living
so
far
iN culTure
dreams off.. dead..
Enjoy now..
pain..
suffering..
empty
other
rooms
gone
by..
please
come again..:)
Sacred rooms sanctify
essence true as holy
symbols rise
symbols
aLL oF
purpose..
meaning..
prayer oF
real
to
hold..:)
Hotel room
oF senses love..
towels wrapped warm
with water.. washing
love away.. kisses flee
Love
goes away
only senses
real from
beginning
Lore
oF Love..:)
Old Indian rooms new..
teepee medicine now..
men and women
caring heARts
oF Great SpiRit
free.. never
leaving
SoUL
ever
separating
from God alWays
here before and
now again.. free..
fearless iN
God’s
eYes
aLiVe..
alWaysN0W..:)
*
Empty heARted rooms
oF Love.. die waiting
for feelings to Live
again.. cold
soUled orb
oF moon
lit niGht
SpiRit
waits
to SinG
Ray liGht..:)
side note.. a total
of three unwelcoming
asterisks folks.. two
of which do two
poems in this
prompt now..
never the
less.. inspiration
is what iT iS.. dArk
or liGht.. It SinGS SonG WeLL..
side note ends.. aliVe and briGht..:)
School ways
School daze..
kNowledge dazzles
liGht reins bRains
so BriGht.. iN
hopes
to reign
iNLiFe
after
school
room fades..
next.. challenge.. liFe..:)
Animal rooms.. briGhtly
polished with suits
and ties..
position
status..
whatever
bRinGs..
missionaries
over and
under
bridges
of humans..
now.. gowns..
and dresses..
up and down..
iN social ladder dreams..:)
Rooms away from
Nature all walls
all ceilings
all wanting
oF colors
Life..:)
RooM oF Life
aLL liFe
moVinG
touChes
eYes To
sTones oF
diamoNd
sAnds n0w
bRusHinG
wAves Of
OceAn’s
breaTh
To
STar
duSt..
LifE..
oNce aGaiN..:)
Shot gun home
oF river front
razed.. gone
by iN
modern
days oF
culture
way.. gas
stove..
lard
fried..
chicken
hot.. grand
ma’s supper
wArms
heARt
oF
memories..
truth’s soUl’s
spiRit BRinGs..
liGht aGaiN..:)
Ah.. yes.. internal
rooms of sOul
of heARt
of Spirit
of Life
rings true..
an inside
job so liGht
so Real to
Bring Alive
abRight
alRight
expands aGaiN..:)
SMiLes yoUr story
of six children to a room..
and all the challenges of
tight walls iN sibling
rivalry matches
my wife’s
childhood
down to
the
family
demographics..
but she had an
addition to the
bedroom then..
a crazy mama’s
boyfriend with
knife pointed
down
to
the bed..
my wife
is kinda
hypersensitive
too.. for good reason..
as history like that
doesn’t
die
an easy life..:)
An old home with
emotions beats
a mansion hands
down with
rooms
of empty
souLs
and pens
of logic lone..:)
*
Ah.. kitchen
tables.. once
a place connecting
conversations.. generations
old and new in bonding ways..
screens replace breathing
social ways..
digital
tables
kitchen
rooms cOld..:)
Room wiTh
viewS.. imaGinaTion’s
eYes.. no walls..
ceilings..
as far
mInd’s
colors
paint WinD n0w
‘morrow’s liFe aRrears..:)
Walls never
matter
unTilled
built..
teaRing down
harder
yeT
possible sTill
death
wE
pARt..:)
Ha! the curled up sleeping
muse iS what i love to
be too.. just waitiN’
’till morn’ briGht
rooMs.. wiTh
new muse
SinGinG
SonG
oF
never ending story
before.. n0w.. aGaiN..:)
My Father’s den..
decades of easy
chair then.. channel
6 news.. Baseball..
Nascar.. only #6
car Mark Martin
and Atlanta
Braves too..
newest knives..
oldest guns and
car magazines
fill easy
chair
at side..
hmm.. i fly
now online with
greaTest oF ease..
and once gain dance
a flesh dance of
life my
father
never
ever
felt..
iN media
Den oF sTills..:)
Trees.. so tall and broad
sHade homes
from liGht
oF God
aLL encompassing..
never held by words..
when bArk
bEcomes
woRds..
God’s
breath
dies.. in
piNe needLed
sticKy
chains
oF
yEars
gOne
bY..:)
Clinical
death knows
no feelings
of history’s
Love..
so hard
to live
so hard
to die..
iN clutches
oF hospital cOld Rooms..:)
Imperial
Palace..
rooms curve
Art to squares
and other
geometric
angles gaLore..
hmm.. i’ll take
four wAlls and a
ceiling oFF.. oN to NatUre
backyard that flows..
wheRe aLL wiNds
bLow
wiTh
seeD of LiFe..:)
Ah.. detALes
oF starliT rooms..
liGht air niGht briGht
a shine oN we who
Art the
niGht
colorRed
iN heARt aLiVe..:)
Push button candles
Push button priests..
Push button
phones
and
push
button
people..
hmm.. sand
iS mY church
wheRe now
spiRit oF
Sun..
moves
my
feet
feat
connecting
sand to me..:)
With a child away
hundreds of miles
in a specialist
hospital room
for children
with anomalies
of darkest nature’s
ways oF
challenge
being human..
so hard
to be
away..
so hard to leave
empty armed..:)
Knives of pain..
grow cold
iN parental
arms of bedrooms
dArk iM lonely break
no story told t
connects
again..
heARt
dead
SpiRit
dust
Child’s
SonG hoPe..:)
So little time with
Love.. so much
time
with
out..
Love now..:)
Pets we humans
are.. enjoying
a sunroom
view
better
than cave life..:)
Ah.. rooms.. oh rooms..
filLed with momentous
purpose and meaning..
symbols they
BRing
imaGine
dreams
real..:)
Ah.. a cabin on the lake
my father and his
third wife’s
first home
with fish
fries and
boats with
poles that catch..
so far from city..
so far to
peace..
lives now
iN my back
yard foRest room too..:)
WeLL.. 33 links down with
a few side notes too..
finished in the second
very rare North
Florida Tornadic
Thunderstorm
destructive
force..
early
iN
the
week..
two
weeks
in a row..
lights out..
online down..
no destruction
aT my home.. but
photos iN blog post
of metro-wide damage..
to come.. news at 10..
and sTiLL.. Thursday.. of
last week.. Monday of yesterday
and Tuesday.. sTill prompts to come..
for a hundred.. or so.. more.. links.. but hehe..
whose
countin’
now..
seriously.. though..
very rare storms
iN North Florida
any now of the year..
last time this happened
where Tornadoes.. F2 to
F3.. stayed on ground
iN destructive
ways for
miles..
was back
aT the end
of March
iN ’62..
sadly over
ten deaths then..
Nature out oF
balance WiLL bArk back..
she isn’t happy.. angry.. out
of balance from human smoke filLed rooms..:)
12:24 am..
2242016..
and now
for
sleep..;)
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A quick dance break here..
coming back at 8:45 am..
2242016..
And no.. i am not
the only
person
in the world
to use dance
as increasing
my mindful awareness
iN healing force.. thouSands
of years dance has been/iS the
original medicine of human healing
force.. and sadly in the last century
and more in Victorian
ways of chaining
human
Nature
we
become more
like Zombie as NOT well
in electronic gadgets
above the neck
than even
frigging
human
being..
anyway.. i ain’t
the only one with this
point of view.. and since
i am not lettered in school
with dance here are some
moving additional references
to support this Truth and LiGht..
that i for one come across all
innately instinctually intuitively
back reborn enlightened
and awakened
as dance
creature
oF God.. once
more in CREATIVITY
SonG that God SinGs
with uS as Free bEinGs oF LiGht..
Yeah.. i live iN Milton.. FL.. just means
i have to go the original God route
of life mostly
lone.. and sadly
not dance-in-dance
the original human
hand-in-hand
but i dance
with GoD
allone..
there is zero doubt
God exists when one
dances with GOD ALLONE..
the failing of the modern
church.. kneeling.. sitting..
standing.. bowing
but never
dancing FREE
ONCE AGAIN
FREE
WITH
GOD.. ALIVE but yes
there are exceptions..
particularly in other religions
and more lively ones like Sufi Dervish
spinning and African American Praise
dance enclosed in
so-called
Christianity
and Islam..
but sadly in both.. both
historically and presently
music is seen as evil.. when
it is GOD’s
first language
of sound and movement
out oF dArk to liGht to
dance and
SonG..
and sure
now we have poETry
too.. but God SinGS
and danCes
first..
out of dARk
through liGht..
before humans
geT inTo the action of live..
and dance now more FULLY ALIVE
free without instructions or guidelines
just move with the waves of the
ocean
oF
uS..:)!
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Reference some of the photos
coming in this next blog post now…
This is one of those Facebook.. auto creations..
choosing random photos out of my iPhone stream..
and while i usually am the one to control what goes here..
i said okay.. as it ain’t every year that we have F2 to F3
tornadoes that stay on the ground.. or an Autistic Boy on
the Ellen show is lauded for his dance healing while
he works at Starbucks just for tips.. and likely
loads ’em in.. hmm.. maybe i can get a job
at Starbucks too for tips.. but nah..
don’t need ’em.. i’ll keep dancing
iN Starbucks totAlly free.. and hehe..
as hard as it may be for some folks to believe..
yes.. i am diagnosed on the Autism Spectrum just
like this boy.. by three separate professionals..
in case someone thinks it was a mistake.. i just adapted
and survived.. as humans will do.. with great challenge..
great effort.. and now awesome success.. as i WiLL
not hold back on any truth and liGht.. but sure i
will lose likes when i do.. but i’m only here
to dance the truth and liGht.. regardless
of how many toes must grow
when stepped on
as such.. or not..;)
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And now to Last Thursdays’ Open
Link niGht from dVerse
and the Sun is now
peeking out through
a bedroom
window view..
at 10:07 am..:)
*
No one owns
Love
but selFish..:)
*
Book oF LiFe
fIlls
no pAge woRd..:)
Nature sings..
Humans word..:)
God alWays n0w
dies
now lives aGaiN..:)
BreatHeS LiGhteNinG
ShoCK waVes..
LiFe floWs ZoNe N0W..:)
Photo tiMe
waVes
oF SonG n0w..:)
NoAge
iN
LiFe n0w..:)
Male Nympths
hidden
butt Real..;)
Love cures aLL..
Yellow Boy proves too..
8 yrs.. Feline.. Leukemia..:)
All sober
every Thursday night
just come and dance..;)
ps.. using this as a fill
iN response to
last Thursday
at dVerse
too..
S.. ’em.. for Shawna2..;)
Tornado warning here2..
F2 to F3 damage..
i’m okay.. you’re okay3..;)
And this one.. S..WiLL
do for missing
out on you..
last Tuesday
prompt2..;)
ash
FiNe..:)
JuSt
4thRee..:)
back oN
scheduLed
tRack now..;)
Free dance
soUl
alWays open..:)
caNvas
DeMentia
Art Loss…
Note
SinGs
Symphony..:)
Nature’s rooms
move too..
Follows change..:)
SurF
positive..
WaveSonGs..:)
GeMiNi
diVides
wHole..:)
BotTom
toP liNe
FreE alWays..:)
Status
never
Loves..:)
FriEnds
alWays
Free..:)
SunShine
heArts
liVe iN touch..:)
SMiLes.. no
longer afraid
oF sNakes..:)
No LeSson
iN arT
foR mE..;)
Free GarDens
SpRinG poeTry
bEinG beaUty..:)
FeeLinGs
and senses
not alWays
a match
in some
hands
and heARts..:)
LifE
compLetes
wITh LiFe..:)
GrandMa’s
feeLinG fOOd
oF LoVe..:)
StarS
kiSS
StarS..:)
UnderbRidge
SonGs fRee..
HUman WiLd..:)
Y
B
Real..:)
..;)..
SMiLeS..
Oh by the way..
i’m literally diagnosed
with Autism.. and i apologize
if what
i say
does
not make sense..
but iT iS what iT iS
and i WiLL
be what
i’LL
BE..
@least for now..
People have made
fun of me my entire
life but it ain’t
even
slowed
me down
baby
@ALL..
so keep laughing
at me please..:)
SMiLes.. Thanks for clarifying..
i do love it when people laugh
with me too.. My Friend.. Thanks
for being Real..:)
Turn IT
oFF
TUne iN..:)
Side note begins..
And that’s what
i’ve had to do
all my
life..
guess what..
iT works
side note
ends.. ah..
so.. misunderstood
ah.. life is GOOD..;)
Hero
sMiLes
aT Brother..:)
Colors More..
than
Colored Life..:)
Human Games..
Social Drink
oF LiFe..:)
FloWer Of LovE
WiLts noT
iN pInk oF LiFe..:)
FRee WriTinG
onLinE..
ExpediTion LonG..:)
Ah.. all dOne..
with 35 lINks
and more..
diVinG
into
my own
style
oF Haiku
that can
just be
called
Fredku..
hehe.. or
nothing F iN
at all.. just
for fun i ride..
to all hours
of niGht
and day..
with a note up
there about my longer
than Fredku sarcastic
response.. people
Love to judge
books by
covers..
and liFe
by Books..
until
they
get
iN.. the clinical
psych world ain’t
got nuThing
on
me..
but i’ll
weld a diagnosis
when necessary..
as everyone
these
days
iS focused
on labels
over
essence
anyWay..
iT
seems..:)
Anyway more..
12:58 pm.. now
for lunch and
sand dance
with sun
after
weekly
tornadic
storms…
back later
and back up
to the comments
section all saved
for Monday dVerse
Quadrille’s that
will bE free verse
for me..
and hehe..
Alice
iN
Wonderland
with a Jabberwocky
me.. but nah..
i ain’t afraid
to admit
when i am
correct
or incorrect
too.. and i
am no
more
than
a
gRain of sand..
somenows tHeir
are more
than
one..:)
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A visit.. to
Shawna’s place..
back online
fully
creating
once again..
Yes/No..
pick up
the soap
opera’s iN church..
mY Grandfather.. the
ex-Catholic spicy
cajun girl lover
wrote about
it iN great
detail
before
he strayed..
some folks.. just
are not meant to be
either celibate or monogamous..
fool the church but Mother
Nature
alWays
gets the
last word
iN or
ouT..
as iT
were and iS..
there are no
exclusions as
far as i know or
feel but cognitively
determining an ethical
code for one’s boundaries
with openness and no secrets..
but sure..
imaginaTioN
alWays rules
some
for free2..:)
HA!..
SpiRit glUe!..:)
WInks..
i’m currently
in short
words
mode..
and alWays
iN Shorts..
weLL.. almost..
aLways..:)
ash
FiNe..:)
JuSt
4three..:)
i lied
i had to
sMiLE before
i left.. reference
last comment
somewheRe
else..:)
..:).. #dancingsober
HeLL yes..
whip
iT good..:)
Yep..
water the
garden with
crimsoN
tippeed
hoses..:)
Ugh oh..
i just remembered
that last comment
on that other post
was long..
short back..:)
oH yes.. me too!
Love making up
words first..
and then
Googling
them to
see if i am the
first and they
meaN A
nything To
someone
else2..:)
Okay.. it’s
been fun.. i’ve
consumed
the rest
of you
for
now..
see ya later..
Shawna.. Baby..
just two more
prompts at
dVerse and
i’m all
caught
up
with
mY
RRB
and I..
Restrictive
Repetitive
Behaviors
AND
Interests..:)
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Power oF
change iN
Absence of Fear..
no limits.. no expectations..
Possibilities alWays now.. Fear
stilts iT
aLL..
Fearless
Does iT aLL..
Fear.. knows
iT aLL.. N0W..
except for fallinG
and Loud noises..
the only
two
instinctual
human fears..:)
Thanks.. my friend.. yes.. i too..
definitely believe the all natural.. now
innate.. instinctual.. and intuitive power oF
miNd and boDy balance and how it relates now
to the natural flow of the UniVerse that iS fractal
aS uS.. when we move in flow of zOne.. and any
pain i start to experience.. all it takes now
iS seconds of this free flowing motion of
body and mind balance and the pain
dissolves into nothing less now
than all natural sugar of being.. almost
immediate Nirvana.. the goal of the sages
of the ages.. iN simple floWinG motion.. devoid
of aLL fear and worries that are illusory in life..
but yeah.. still do not like heights.. as i always feel
like i am floating on earth.. anyWay now.. when i move
all naturAlly like a butterfly on terrestrial plane.. sad..
that too many boys think they will be ‘queer’ or
whatever if they move in grace.. ah..
the ALL NATURAL penalty
OF PRIsON… iN NOT
BEiNG FREE
ENOUGH
TO BE
a balanCinG
hUman iN
aLL
wayS
oF BEinG..
and the additional insane idea
that one waits until after death to find
the Kingdom of Heaven all natural Nirvana and
bliss on this terrestrial plane now.. aLL free to most animals
except
really
‘smart
and logical’
human beings..
the irony would be
delicious if there wasn’t
so much pain and suffering
associated with human ignorance..
education and the work//home/church
place
now..:)
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Jesus..
is it just me..
or does my shirt
and hair color change
iN aLL most every photo..
must be the liGhting iN heRe..;)
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Rafiah shares a
Hadith of the Day
that says..
From the earth We created you,
and into it We will return you,
and from it We will
extract you
another time.
(20:55)
And i say…
And before that iS Star duSt n0w
and before and after and end and
beginning aGaiN alWays God.. And
we never beginning or ending story
beyond comprehension of most
humans as they have simply
forgot and if they remember
they are named a prophet
by we among infinite
other metaphors
across the Universe
and beyond.. tongues
oF hUman too.. We
iS NOWALL..way..ALLNOW..
And i say as side note here..
now when all humans become
messengers and prophets of
God.. there will no longer
be any last or first
prophets or
only
sons
of God..
Separate we
fAll.. togetHeR wE riSe..
as SpRinG LOVE.. first or last
or only..
iS ALL
illusion
iN God’s
Language
oF ALL and FREE..
i like ‘that’.. n0w..
And as i mention
before.. i designate
Thursday as Sacred
R and R day for me..
that encompasses lots
of flesh activities out
of imaginary
E-Land away
from all
natural
flesh and
blood Nature
stuff of human
being.. for any
literalists out there…
i do realize what i am
doing here is all natural
too at essence but hope
more fully ya get my drift..
wInks..
but only
if ya care too..
of course.. as
i hold no
first and
last oF
anything
iN liFe.. wE
are aLL groWing
whether we notice
or not.. either iN positive
liGht or negative dARk
as our continuing journey
and paths takes us now..
anyway.. i am
currently in
Ferarri mode
for poeTry after
completing three
prompts in two days..
and i could go for four
to catch up fully now..
but sure.. close to a hundred
poetic responses in this one
blog post is enough before
it goes over the Facebook
limit of 10K or so words
to fully share
theRe in
a status
just
for fun..
so what i will end with
as usual on Holy
Thursday R and R
Day for me is..
yes.. of course..
more fun Dance
photos coming
in this new
post..
around the
wee hour
of 3 am
on Friday morning
after my 99th Dance
week Celebration on
Thursday Night ends
with all the cool college
age folks at Good Old
Seville Quarter..
so this
next post..
‘Tornado PoeTry and mE’..
coming soon among
other stuff
too..
including Tuesday’s
Mocking Bird prompt
from dVerse too
as the
comments
section keeps
groWinG in
this next
post
too..
yeah.. sure..
like a human
Tornado oF PoeTry mE..;)
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