Tag: Commentary
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Still – Always Preposterous – Again
Considering all the partisan propaganda and just plain BS of our never-ending election cycle, I thought it was time to repost this… yet again… It always amazes me how most seem to fall for that old ruse, the lesser of two evils, as if there were only the two ‘corporate/doner-blessed’ choices, and no one that…
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The Painters With Whiskey
This is a repost from February of ’23, but I used a different watercolor, and no, it’s not a whiskey painting… Whiskey Painters 4×5 inchmasterpiecespaintswere carriedin a smallAnacin tinfolding brushcompletedthe ensemble table in the barthe painter’sbrush dipped ina half-fullshot glassJamesonwon’t mindfor art’s sake vibrant colorsbrushed onhoneyed withaged IrishKentuckyor Tennesseelittle masterpiecesexchanged We’re allwelcome to tryWhiskey-coloredmasterpieceslandscapesportraitsabstractssounds prettydaunting…
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Desperado
Desperadoby the Eagles Desperado, why don’t you come to your senses?You’ve been out ridin’ fences for so long nowOh, you’re a hard oneBut I know that you got your reasonsThese things that are pleasin’ youCan hurt you somehow Don’t you draw the queen of diamonds, boyShe’ll beat you if she’s ableYou know the queen of…
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The Golden Years – Memior – Final Chapter?
Retirement – The ‘Golden Years’ (?) I’ve already discussed most of my experiences since retirement previously. So, what exactly are ‘the Golden Years’ anyway? I’d heard about them for most of my working career. Not sure what I expected, but if ‘Golden’ was supposed to imply perfection and unbridled happiness, then the reality leaves much…
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Homeward Bound
Homeward Bound three small, single-colored butterfliesyellow, orange, and white flitamong tired looking Brittlebush, Sageand Desert Mallow in the dry riverbedwaves and sloshes of the last flood watersrolling down to the Gila are bakedinto the mud, looking like fossilized water dry and dead grasses glimmer whitishin the September morning sununder a summer-blue skynot a cloud to…
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Liar, Liar
Liar, Liarby Alison Sudol (A Fine Frenzy) Liar, liar, you’re such a great big liarWith the tallest tales that I have ever heardFire, fire, you set my soul on fireLaughing in the corner as it burns Right between the ribs it’s sinking in Oh, oh, the siren sang so sweet and watched the sailors going…
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Wraiths Caught In The Storm
Wraiths Caught In The Storm Looking around on any given daySurveying what human civilizationHas wrought, the consequence ofOur deepest philosophical thought A tear forms in my eyeSpills and slides down my cheekRaise my hand to wipe it awayBut there’s nothing there… Translucent wraiths caught in the stormBest intentions perverted toPlundering beautiful biodiversityFor greed’s sake and…
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End of August – Ride
End of August – Ride feathery fair weather cloudsmarble the cerulean domebright sun heats up the eastern sky white, yellow, and orange butterfliesflit among blousy Brittlebush blossomsand the faint odor of sage barrel and elephant ear cactiand prickly pear in bloom fromthe recent monsoons a large falcon lands on the guardrailas we approach, hawkeye-ing meas…
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Almost Lover
Almost Loverby A Fine Frenzy (Written by: Alison Sudol) Your fingertips across my skinThe palm trees swaying in the wind, imagesYou sang me spanish lullabiesThe sweetest sadness in your eyes, clever trick Well, I’d never want to see you unhappyI thought you’d want the same for me Goodbye, my almost loverGoodbye, my hopeless dreamI’m trying…
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Providence At Kennedy Lake
Providence placid lake mirrors skyheron stands with fishermen –waiting providence –LE –8/17/24
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