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Tue, 13 Oct 2009 18:12:56 -0700

Crow's The Fare

the banquet hall
filled to capacity
as leader of the pack
rose, hand raised
to shhhsh the hungry hoard
in merriment

silence! be still
his eyes downcast before
raised now to greet
the squinting eyes
and saliva-glistened teeth
the ravenous jackals
at tables full, row upon row
before him stretched

up front, one brave male snapped
what this? where's the fallen meat
we're here to eat! No speech!
the alpha barked, teeth bared,
in earnest stared
down the fool who spake
then spoke in steady fashion:

it's not good, the news
you hear tonight
from bloodless lips
oft red and bright:
there's nothing to eat!
no carcass yet, no dead
no eat, the meat has fled

what, what, not dead!?
we'll not be fed!!
We've been misled
the howls rang out,
the snarls and growls
the yips, the yaps
hung tongues in doubt
slobber-dripped in dread

Not dead indeed, O alpha grey
what'll we eat, you say
then, this day?
How 'bout some hare?
Huh? Not on the menu!
It can't be in you
to say today
that crow's the fare?

Hmmm...well, okay
then make mine rare

by J, 2007

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Tue, 06 Oct 2009 18:43:41 -0700

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Tue, 06 Oct 2009 18:09:17 -0700

Hello! :-)

I'm back for a spell. I've been busy writing, studying, and working--all of which remain ongoing.

Nice to be back.

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Sun, 26 Jul 2009 17:57:46 -0700

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Nothing focuses the mind more clearly than a false accusation, as it forces realization of the inferences that may be drawn from one's behavior, however innocent that behavior may in fact be. Also, it makes one starkly aware of the innocent who have been unjustly imprisoned by such accusations, and thankful that one - by grace - is not in their shoes.

by J, circa 1979

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Sun, 26 Jul 2009 17:38:17 -0700

The many enumerated phrases I've been posting recently are explained here.

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Tue, 09 Jun 2009 18:24:59 -0700

Finished the course . . . free at last! :)

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Sat, 23 May 2009 10:49:43 -0700

For the past couple of months I've been busy studying a new language (programming) and taking an online web development course. The course is about to end; once finished with it I'll be back . . .

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Sun, 10 May 2009 05:49:35 -0700

Forgotten

Sorrow is no longer filling
The empty space you left
The great void, the chasm,
Where soul mourned heart's death

It, feeling, once gone, flown
Out the door and down the street
Has returned this day, all days
And tears, once shed, have dried

Nerves, once rattled and shook
Idle and listless, with no power to move
Spark happily today, firing away
Down emotion's smooth highway

The me in me has returned to
A heart, once numbed, now warm
The shine, once gone where shine goes
Now, in my eyes, glistens again

And my soul isn't aimlessly
Searching in everything new
For some bit, some small fragment
Some tiny shard of you.

~pseudonym, 2006

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Sun, 10 May 2009 05:30:15 -0700

Similes and Facts

rude awakening to the jarring facts
self-worth slips a notch or two
situation's plain, muddied and stained
subdued by the seige of truth

reevaluations ordered and served
to diner not ready for a bitter pill
pathways all cluttered, strewn with debris
lessons to wrest from habit's grip

tough to swallow, this bolt from the blue
that sashayed and swaggered its way
proud as a peacock to give you the news:
that you've been all wrong all along

Truth comes with simile, as light, as bright
as deer in the headlights late in the night
Truth's no appetizer, just an entre� of fact
with discomfort only, no smile on the side

in the wake of destruction, silence abounds
too soon for crying, with shock all around
quick as lightning, like ducks on a June bug
faces all ashen, acceptance appears at last

as eyes widen and relax with resignation
acceptance is like wanting a bee sting
nonetheless, it sets like concrete
cast in stone, forever truth prevails

~by J, November 30, 2005

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Mon, 27 Apr 2009 03:04:07 -0700

To look is one thing. To see what you look at is another. To understand what you see is a third. To learn from what you understand is still something else. But to act on what you learn is all that really matters, isn't it?

~Charles F. Kettering (1876-1958)