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IT’S JUST A DAY – LIKE-ANY-OTHER-DAY, You ask: “How was it?”  (and-I’m-likely-to-say:) “It was just PLAIN WONDERFUL, how else could-it-be?”😁🌞

“A QUESTION ABOUT THE DAY’S DIRECTION!” a poem Wednesday: 12/12/2018 – “Karaoke Wednesday” at The Railroad Blues in Alpine, Texas, U. S. A.

IT’S JUST A DAY – LIKE-ANY-OTHER-DAY,
You ask: “How was it?” (and-I’m-likely-to-say:)
“It was just PLAIN WONDERFUL, how else could-it-be?”
“And – What does THAT mean?” you’re asking me.
Well, it simply means: most-o’-the-folks-I-met,
Today-were-kinda-happy; yes-you-can-fairly-bet,
That I’ve no better gauge, with-which-to-answer-your-query,
Because each day, for me, is really kinda blurry!
I get OUT THERE – and I meet the folks I know,
And I meet some new acquaintances, and I talk with them just so,
And I try to insure – to make ’em laugh, just a little,
To make ’em feel relaxed, and maybe play my cello fiddle,
And MAYBE – sing a love song that will warm their Hearts a bit,
Or – read a piece of poetry, one that might just fit,
Into their precious SCHEME OF THINGS, to smooth a dreary day,
And-I-sometimes have some origami – a gift for them, I pray:

That I might-just warm their Hearts – for to warm them, then I DO,
Also warm my little soul; we’re ALL just passing through,
And hopefully-no-one’ll-shoot-me – or yell at me TOO loud,
And IF-I-can-touch-a-soul-or-two, I feel mighty proud,
BUT! I don’t-almost-always-succeed -to help folks on their way,
But-I-try – sometimes – to-insure-a-bit, that-I-might-“improve(?!)”-their-day,
To the point – that-when-they’re-safely-HOME, and someone asks THE QUESTION,
That they MIGHT say: “The day was good!”
We-can-all-LEAN-in-That-Direction!

fin ❤

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Can’t lose The Control, ’cause you are too “cock-sure?”

“A SEQUENCE OF FREQUENCE!” a poem Sunday: December 9, 2018

CAUSE-and-EFFECT? Well – Yes AND No!
Is-IT-a-“crap shoot?” Oh, YES! – (and)-“a-little”-can-go –
A-Real long way –
It can carry the day –
And, then, lose you tomorrow,
What-of: “SURCEASE OF SORROW?!”*

Is life so intense? Well, IF SO, we can-mention:
About-what-gives-rise – to the intense dimension:

Yes, it’s just-one-sequential-step,
To-lose-intense, just be “hep,”
And RELAX-around-life – you-need-NOT-take (a) poll,
To lose your intense, just LOSE-THE-CONTROL!

Can’t lose The Control, ’cause you are too “cock-sure?”
I remind ALL again – a-sad(?)-reminder (?) – from SIR:
“We’re-all-just-addicted, to Strength, Faith & Law,
And – when-weak-unsure chaos – lifts-up ITS paw,
We shudder – and cry out – into The Night!”
(Drama[tic]-Queens – can-not – look-in-The-Light!)

SO, OPEN YOUR CURTAINS – AND LET THE LIGHT BLIND,
ALL OF YOUR CERTAINTY, PUSHED BY YOUR MIND –
Certain – and Clever – and-ready-to-control,
And – AIMING AT TARGETS (we-imagine) ARE “THE GOAL!”

Life is a Mystery – LIVING – BIZARRE,
“Love”-has-a-history – of going too far,
YOU-DON’T-HAVE-TO-PROTECT-IT – IT DOES F I N E – ON ITS OWN,
Just-pet-your-doggie! He’ll Find His Own Bone! 🙂 – Woof!

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* – from “The Raven” by Edgar Allan Poe

“From One Alien Observer To Another: I THINK PRIMATE MALES ARE DISGUSTING!”

“From One Alien Observer To Another: I THINK PRIMATE MALES ARE DISGUSTING!” a poem Friday: December 7, 2018

She so s – – y; you-can-take-Mr.-Rexy –

And fly him – there (pause)

“over-The-Moon!”

‘Cause, she-know(s)-I-crazy,

And I often lazy,

BUTT – She-got-me;

‘Cause I(’m) (a) baboon!

fin ❤

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Subject: Drinking & Driving

Subject: Drinking & Driving

I would like to share a personal experience with my friends about drinking and driving.

This might save you the cost and embarrassment of being arrested for DUI.

As you know, people have been known to have unexpected brushes with the authorities from time to time,
often on the way home after a “social session” with family or friends.
Well, this year, it happened to me.

I was out for the evening to a party and had more than several margaritas coupled with a bottle of rather nice
red wine.
It was held at a great Mexican restaurant.

Although relaxed, I still had the common sense to know I was slightly over the limit.

That’s when I did something I’ve never done before…I took a taxi home.

On the way home there was a police roadblock, but since it was a taxi they waved it past and I arrived home
safely without incident.
These roadblocks can be anywhere and I realized how lucky I was to have chosen to take a taxi.

The real surprise to me was I had never driven a taxi before.

I don’t know where I got it, and now that it’s in my garage I don’t know what to do with it.

If you want to borrow it, give me a call.

Texas Cowboy

“GOODNESS – WHAT I BELIEVE!” a poem a.k.a.: “Just Don’t Eat So Much Chocolate (Pudding) That You Get Too Sick, OK?!” 11/30/18 – Friday!

I BELIEVE – in the bitter/sweet feelings – that “infect” us all;

Frail, fragile things we be – standing-behind-a-wall,

Of flesh and hope and desire, trying to break free,

And HERE WE ARE (TOGETHER) – INTO – ET-ER-NITY!

Our feelings? ARE ETERNAL! and we try to strategize,

To hold to those sweet things we have – and cover-up-with-lies,

The bitter, painful feelings – that-we-banish EVERY DAY!

We say: “Be gone, you vile fiends!” – and THEY are apt to say:

“But, Friend(s)! You know, without us (pause) you can-not appreciate,

Those things you THINK are sweet and good, with-which-you-saturate,

Yourselves-with! Come-on! Dance, YOUR DANCE, with ALL your feelings, for –

We’re-all-COMRADES – in this life, but LABELS have before,

Excluded us – from-THE-REINDEER-GAME!

Come-on-now – please-let-us-explain:

That GRIEF is shunned, SO – call it LONGING (pause) for-less-heaviness,

And ANGER’s-just:-INDIGNATION, responding to This Mess,

Which is: DIVERSE ROUGH-HOUSING! Doesn’t-that-sound-grand?

For-the (7)-DEADLY-SINS – are-each-a-misunderstood, last-ish stand:

ENVY’s also LONGING, to have the best in life;

GLUTTONY is LOVE – of the cooking – by your (loving) wife;

GREED’s-also LOVE to-have-and-hold, all-the-blessings in This World;

And LUST (my favorite!) – is playing-a-lot with-my-Sweetie, close & curled!

PRIDE is having REVERENCE, for all you say and do,

And SLOTH – is sleeping-in-sometimes – especially-when-you’re-”blue!”

When STUBBORN-NESS becomes: RESOLUTE

& NASTY?-is: SEXY SPICY,

Then FOOLISH people can-be-called: CARE-FREE,

And PORNO’s – just – plain DICEY! 🙂 – Kisses!

fin ❤

Texas Cowboy

“IT’S YOURS!” a poem Thursday: 11/29/2018

“Here! You-take-IT – ‘cause – I-don’t-really want it,

This fine piece (pause) of – dark-tasty-Ghirardelli-Choc’-it!”

“I DON’T WANT-IT!” (pause) is the saddest expression!

Just-ask any-soul (pause) in a therapy session!

What does it really mean? What DOES “IT’S YOURS!” really-mean,

When IT’s a yummy treat – like a chocolate square – or a jelly-bean?

It means: “IT’s too good for you-you-are not worth that prize,”

For to receive such a precious thing – you MUST be BETTER, I surmise!

Well, who-was-it – that-put – that-notion-into-your-little-beaner?

I THINK – you’re WORTH A YUMMY TREAT –

What-about a scrumptious wiener,

On a roasted bun, dripping – with, OH! lots-of-sauce,

And – a cool, soda-foundation drink!!! Here! Lemme toss,

This delicacy – to you – because-you’re WORTHY, and, when you catch your REWARD,

Please-jam-it-in-your-mouth! (pause) and You’ll KNOW you’re The Lord,

And – that you deserve THE BEST, regardless of how others might-a treated you long ago –

YOU’RE A POWERFUL, SPIRITUAL BEING,

WORTHY OF-TREATS –

I just-wanted-you-to-know! 🙂 – Yea!

fin ❤

Texas Cowboy

“DAMAGED!” a poem November 17, 2018 – Saturday!

Everyone’s hurt!

Everyone’s afraid!

Everyone’s lonely –

We’ve all been made!

No, no – not made like that

We’ve just BEEN FOOLED – I smell a rat:

I SENSE – that something’s watching me –

And laughing! quite maliciously!

But, WAIT! It’s me! I’m just a watchin’!

My next move! and – “Am I botchin’

Another thing? That-I-seem-to-try?

Yea! I’m afraid – and wonder WHY,

I’m writing poems – or even breathing –

I am stone cold – and, yet, I’m seething,

With fond emotion – and lust and pride!

I AM just human – trying-to-hide!

I AM DIVINE – and all inclusive;

And YET – I’m human – and so elusive!

Yes, I am hurt – and so afraid –

And I SENSE I’m lonely –

Will I fade?

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