One day of one September 💙💙

The golden-rod is yellow;
The corn is turning brown;
The trees in apple orchards
With fruit are bending down
The gentian’s bluest fringes
Are curling in the sun;
In dusty pods the milkweed
Its hidden silk has spun
The sedges flaunt their harvest,
In every meadow nook;
And asters by the brook-side
Make asters in the brook,
From dewy lanes at morning
The grapes’ sweet odours rise;
At noon the roads all flutter
With yellow butterflies
By all these lovely tokens
September days are here,
With summer’s best of weather,
And autumn’s best of cheer
But none of all this beauty
Which floods the earth and air
Is unto me the secret
Which makes September fair
‘Tis a thing which I remember;
To name it thrills me yet:
One day of one September
I never can forget.

( my secret)

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WOMAN💙💙

The heart of a woman goes forth with the dawn,

As a lone bird, soft winging, so restlessly on,

Afar o’er life’s turrets and vales does it roam

In the wake of those echoes the heart calls home

The heart of a woman falls back with the night,

And enters some alien cage in its plight,

And tries to forget it has dreamed of the stars

While it breaks, breaks, breaks on the sheltering bars

Suffering already around the world 💫💫

Wonderful family of our living God, I call upon you to search your heart for the truth of the real love you have through your connection to the trinity God . For within this love and its truth you will find faith, all are needed to live as Gods family , yet very few do.( I will not leave you in your quest to become all that you are for you have openly surrendered to me, this is enough to bring you home.) But my friends Jesus asks that we combined the love, its truth in understanding so faith can create the miracles to give witness in these days that are so necessary. For I witness so much suffering already around the world even now for the false gods of this world do nothing to ease the situation before there last days arrive,
You my family are the hope and working with the Holy spirit you can at least guide the willing home with your Spirit love.

“WE COULD HAVE IT ALL – ❤❤

They came to tell your faults to me,
They named them over one by one;
I laughed aloud when they were done,
I knew them all so well before, —
Oh, they were blind, too blind to see
Your faults had made me love you more

CLEVER BIG BOY😅😂🙄😆

“NO PROBLEMS HERE!!” with apologies to Pablo Picasso!! 04/03/2018 Tues.

Life is always charming,

Life is always fair –

Despite these little problems, Floating in the air –

“PROBLEMS! PROBLEMS! Everywhere – I just need ME a break –

It’s been the worst-day-ever –

On this, make no mistake!”

[I’m listening to these problems, (pause)

Problems can obscure,

The core of our existence –

THE BEDROCK-OF-IT, DEAR!]

“No – no – I’ve got some MORE FOR YOU –

Another set or two –

Of really, dandy problems! I’ve really Got THEM – Oo-ooh!

My problems are dynamic, with-a HALF-LIFE OF THEIR OWN!

They-give-rise-to-more-problems – I’ve GOT TO scream and moan –

And make you wanna know,

About-the-problems-that-I-bear –

They’re here and there and there and here and darn near everywhere:

I’ve problems with my hair-And chest – And nose –

{They’re } Without end,

{Problems!} Coming-into-OUR-house –

They’re coming “round the bend!”

(So) I snuck-up to my Lover, and I

Stopped her mouth and ears – I kissed

Her little eyes shut and squeezed upon,

HER FEARS,

(Which) Were SUDDENLY (NOT) apparent – HER BODY

THEN RELAXED, AND SHE RETURN-ED to our CORE,

Her problems had been “AXED!” 🙂

fin. ❤

Haiku: PROBLEMS!

[THE WORST THINGS EVER,

AT ME COMING!

WHAT FUN I CREATE!] 🙂

“”MOONLIGHT FLOWER” 🌹🌹🌹

“THE POST-EASTER MIRACLE OF MIRACLES!” a poem – “ Sometimes Happy Endings Prevail, KInda! ” 🙂 April 4, 2018 – Wednesday: Karaoke tonight at “The Railroad Blues!” Yay!

Great sadness dimmed some Loving Light,
When last was “posted” Charlie’s plight –
But – HAVE NO FEAR – for Jesus came,
When The-Master heard of Charlie’s fame,
To sacrifice that blessed sight!
(So) The Lord came –
To “withdraw” “The Night,”
From Charlie’s empty, sightless lack! (pause)
Jesus gave His eyes right back! {Yay!}
And NOW – OUR CHARLIE’S WITH HIS BRIDE,
SELLING-FLOWERS,
FRESH (on The Web) WITH PRIDE!
In fact, with Jesus, they-have-the-best,
Flowers around! {Their Shop’s}
Called: “VisionQuest!”*

fin. ❤

*a family owned business! 🙂

A.P. News: “Mr. and Mrs. Charles Chaplin were recently sued by a wilderness outreach group in an action for infringement of a trade name! Respondents were last seen, packing their bags to move from East Rutherford, New Jersey! Before leaving, having liquidated all their assets and giving the bulk of their profits to VisionQuest, Inc., Mr. and Mrs. Chaplin revealed that their enterprise might have a better chance of flourishing in another locale, such as Queensland, Australia, or Thailand! Mrs. Chaplin remarked: ‘Charlie and I really like THAI food!’

Mr. Chaplin declined to extend the interview; his wife said that he was just fit to be THAI-ed!” 🙂

MEMORIES! of-a-Hot Springs-we’d-visit, MILES AWAY!😁😁

“ELKHORN HOT SPRINGS!” a.k.a.: “Rustic Memories!” April 3, 2018 Tuesday.

MEMORIES! of-a-Hot Springs-we’d-visit, MILES AWAY!

We’d-go-as-a-family:

We’d swim – And we’d play!

We’d eat “ELKHORN BURGERS” –

And hike in the hills,

And live in log cabins, INFECTED WITH THRILLS!

We’d greet woodland creatures,

And fish in the creek –

And run-and-hold-hands (pause)

And the tadpoles we’d seek,

And when-the-sun was setting,

THE NIGHT WAS SO COOL! WE’D HUDDLE AROUND FIRES;

OVER MARSHMALLOWS WE’D DROOL!

OH! Those were some days,

When we slept like the logs,

Of our log cabin bunks,

And we’d bring our fine dogs:

Like SILVER and DANNY –

Who would bark at the snakes,

And we’d go into woods – and discover some lakes!

THERE’S BEAUTY IN LIFE, THROUGH THE EYES OF OUR YOUTH;

IT IS SOMETHING TRIUMPHANT!

WE’RE-ALL-CHILDREN,

IN TRUTH! 🙂 – Smile! or – Cry! ❤

fin. ❤ Painting:[in progress:]“Rugrats On Parade!!” 🙂

ON THE STREET, DID “CHARLIE” FIND – 🙄🙄

“GIVING (way) TOO MUCH?!” a sad poem – Parents, you might want to supervise your child’s viewing of this miserable tale! 04/03/18 Two for Twos-Day – {spoiler: Don’t worry, there might be a Happy Ending!! 🙂 }
BE LIKE JESUS – REACH OUT AND TOUCH!
(For) CAN ANY-OF-US REALLY,
GIVE TOO MUCH?
“Charlie” {Chaplin} spent SOME TIME – in prison, Destitute and Alone,
So his girl, THE FLOWER GIRL, could-spot what she was shown! *
Yet, after He {The Little Tramp} was-released one day,
She did observe HIS HEART’S GOLDEN ARRAY!
BUT SHE USED HER VISION – TO BE A MADAME,
AND “LAUNCHED” YOUNG GIRLS,
BUT, THE MEN WHO “HAD ‘EM,”
OFTEN CAME WITH HARD DISEASE,
AND THE FLOWER GIRL WAS BIT BY FLEAS –
WHO DID TRANSMIT SOME NASTY STUFF **
AND MADAME’S EYES WEREN’T STRONG ENOUGH!
SO AGAIN, MY FRIENDS, SHE WENT ALL BLIND –
AND, ON THE STREET, DID “CHARLIE” FIND –
A LONESOME, BLONDISH, SAD-SWEET GIRL,
WITHOUT HER EYESIGHT, BUT –
WITH A CURL,
AND CHARLIE GAVE HER HIS TWO EYES!
SO, THE-FLOWER-GIRL – TODAY – STILL “SPIES,”
AND WALKS WITH CHARLIE HAND-IN-HAND –
SHE’S VIEWING GORGEOUS, MEADOW LAND!
YET, CHARLIE NOW, WITHOUT HIS SIGHT –
STILL SMILES – WHEN THEY KISS AT NIGHT! 🙂
fin. ❤

* – see the famous “silent” motion picture “CITY LIGHTS!” ❤

** – Rumor has it that it was syphilis! 😦

“Leonard Cohen – You Got Me

“RETURN DELIVERY!” Painting: “Resurrection Morning!” 04/03/18 TUES.

Just when you’re SURE everything’s LOST:

LOOK UP!

I will be there! {Although-your-hair’s-so-tossed!}

JUST WHEN YOU’RE SURE EVERYTHING’S “LOST,”

Look Up, and I’ll SHARE – and won’t count the cost!

I’ll share enough courage – so you’ll laugh and dry,

All-your-fears-away,

From your LAST CRY,

Which besieged-you WHEN ALL FAITH WAS GONE,

But it was only obscured – by an evil “con,”

WHICH TRIED TO CONVINCE YOU THAT “EVERYTHING’S LOST,”

And that YOU CAN’T HOLD ON, AT ANY COST!

JUST WHEN YOU’RE SURE (that) YOUR TRUE LOVE HAS FLOWN,

AND THAT YOU WILL ALWAYS BE ALONE,

PLEASE LOOK “UP,” FOR-I’M-YOUR-LOVE-THAT’S-TRUE;

AND I’LL ALWAYS, ALWAYS RETURN TO YOU! 🙂

fin. ❤

“The Best Relaxing Classical Music Ever By Bach – Relaxation Meditation Focus Reading” ❤

“MISSNMIMMEE!” Tuesday: April 3, 2018 a.k.a.: “M M M!” ❤
I can be in the car, and I can go pretty far,
But – I’m just “shootin’ par,”
MISSNMIMMEE!
I’m sometimes at “The Shop!” I do painting,
And-I-POP,
Corn – and drink coffee too,
And I’ll gnaw on some stew, while I’m
MISSNMIMMEE!
People call – people ask:
“Is this poem a fine MASK? Are U love-sick-or-in-love?”
But – they-don’t-KNOW – WHAT I’M OF,
MISSNMIMMEE!
I can write poems very long – I can sing a nice song –
I can look at a (her) picture – and chant THE NAME strong,
As-J-K-vibrates in cadence –
To the fairest dern radiance,
Perhaps-I-ain’t “growed-up,”
Perhaps just a pup!
Perhaps-just-the-same-as-I-was-in-me-youth,
When I’d climb up and climb down-and-jump-from-the-roof!
And – I’d jump to THE GROUND: SOME FOUNDATION I’D FOUND!
BUT-NO-FOUNDATION-I-KNOW-AT-THIS-TIME-IN-MY-LIFE-
’XCEPT-SECURITY-I-FIND-WHEN-I-FEEL-MY-DEAR-WIFE!
I go here;
I go there;
And, quite frankly, don’t care!
I’s JUST “NEEDY,”
PLEASE GIMME,
JUST MISNMEMIMMEE! 🙂
fin. ❤