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…she seeks

There’s another site that I write at… AWINKANDANOD.(WP.COM)…, I keep it separate because of the irreverences that “seem” to gather away from the more “serious” items “here”. I was scrolling through the latest of those I follow and, “ARTS FESTIVAL” had the featured the above view. As an ‘aging’ bachelor the embers have a tendency to flare but, HAVE been “kept” within a “controllable environ” that I (“can”) allow to be stoked at the “proper” times. The fact that the ARTIST has rendered such an INTRIGUE of mystery and “HOPE” IS a credit. And for this beauty to remain ‘unknown’ is the mastery of “controlled excitement”. ( The model has enough variables to be one’s “co-star” of “a” lifetime.) Of that that the following is my flight of “desire”.


my hope
she’s WELL past
time’s fancy freed
the “lines”
remain quite
the rains mand
safer speeds
Sequoiaed Thumbellina
on points
my interest piqued
of love
I’ll be her gleaner
if remainer’s
what she seeks













oh see the cloud
that looks like pain
it’s mighty full
your chance of rain
though you have missed
its cleansing height
each drop speed gathered
rids hate and spite
the wash to rinse
the fears away
duration for
hope’s brighter days
and though there’s darkness
with each Nimbus to pass
it’s but the Creator’s ‘MASTER CLASS’


did you see our Moon
last night
its more of girth
than of its bright
the “honeymooner”
smirk supreme
the agent keeping
tides on beam
‘t’was peachy
in celestial haute
circumference manding
greatest of coats
the wonder hasn’t
left me yet
despite the older
that I get




“I believe that each of us comes from the creator trailing wisps of glory.”

Maya Angelou


you knew “why” the caged bird sang
its grace was too contained
and though the outside gave harangue
that beauty grew sustained

to hear the AUTHOR speak eschews
of ignorance HATE and ‘want’
to those that carried stilted views
Maya’s brilliance just would taunt

to better now our LOSS for next
an Angel chimes for gathering
the words assembled sometimes vexed
but only to the smattering



There ARE times that a ‘post’ stalls the “author’ long enough to present a better thought. Even as I had called the former “Mrs.”, My MOTHER, and ONE of the two Mothers of ‘the’ “gift” Daughters, ALL, for the WELL WISHES of a HAPPY MOTHERS’ DAY (!)

It’s “difficult” to know that one HAS PRO-CREATED another life, even though these TWO ARE PLANNED and ASKED FOR. And, then being “basically” excluded. The younger is for a MARRIED Couple of whom I’d given the ‘BRIDE’ away to her “Husband” to be / to STAY. Little did I know that there’d be only ONE HAND’S digits of my “visiting” with Her. It makes for the query of what a “surrogate’s” thoughts and, emotions are when there’s NO KNOWLEDGE of WHO the “receptionists” have been.

As to the thought “IGNITE R”*, the images of the TITLE ARE THE MIRACLES that make the following “prose” worthwhile.



‘Tis Mother Earth

that stamps their nature

SAPPHOS even bred word “BIRTH”

within their “NO-MAN-clature”


The draw not “luck”

makes for their GENIUS to Humanity

three-quarters of their YEAR

incept, incubate, Infancy


Their task throughout

is NEVER quite “done”

so here’s MORE PRAISE

for GREAT “SHE” called “MUM”

___________________ The AMAZING…

TWO CELL FISH to be be stopped.

TWO CELL FISH that could NOT be be stopped.


“A dream is a wish your heart makes
When you are fast asleep
In dreams you lose your heartaches
Whatever you wish for, you keep
Have faith in your dreams and someday
Your rainbow will come smiling thru
No matter how your heart is grieving
If you keep on believing
the dream that you wish will come true”

Cinderella – A Dream Is A Wish Your Heart Makes (Lyrics)
Of the many M.R.S.’ , “SHE” has NO PEER.
Of beauty that defends what rhymes
to trill the heart by force
the strength past loves of brute resigned
is SHE the challenged course
the children strong determined
the “simple” SKILLED of life
their Mother should be Ermined
getting PAST the toils and STRIFES
to once again as “mommy”
though “GRANNY” gets her eye
to GAGE some “lucky” guy


your “pen” to scribe

is MORE than LONG

of mind filled AMBITION

the POSIT today


of ARTIST getting past

OBTUSE SEDITIONS                            (



is good thought just days fashion
a cut a fit of what is this
the sidle to the unaware
wary but unaware
excuse the lofty attitude
the thought arrives to one open
for the pre-sense
the opportunity


Isn’t it “funny” how those that write ‘POETRY’ can do so enough, DAILY, that sooner than later they’ve written part of a conversation with ANOTHER?




So little is thought when certain people say / do “certain” things at certain times in different places. BUT, there IS a connection.

The “HUMAN BARBIE” has been quoted about how SHE feels about HER “whiteness”. As do “most” “CAUCASIAN” people. Getting the DEFINITIONS of these tells “most” of what “these” people are trying to RE-“DEFINE”.  ‘If you’re NOT of “RUSSIAN” descent YOU CANNOT BE CAUCASIAN’… of the CAUCASUS MOUNTAIN REGION in…

  • Caucasus Mountains
    Mountain range
  • The Caucasus Mountains are a mountain system in Eurasia between the Black Sea and the Caspian Sea in the Caucasus region. Wikipedia
  • Area: 184,359 sq miles (477,488 km²)
  • In the countries listed DID YOU NOTICE HOW MANY of these “parts OF” DON’T represent “BLONDE HAIR and BLUE EYES!?!
    Yet, far TOO MANY, ( especially in Mister OGLETHORPE’S region.), believe that the terminology they’d been ‘raised’ with IS the ONLY truth. Never to RESEARCH WHAT ACTUALLY “IS”.
    The reason that the following came to be is that the INSANITIES that many, ( WHO CLAIM the “PURI-TAN-ICAL” rights of THEIR “KIND” over-rule ALL others’.), are a part of today that cannot unfocus from the HARMS they are committing,  (and SEEDING!), for an uglier future. Even at the possibility that “IT” may destroy ALL they LOVE and CHERISH.
    The ‘other’ reason is that this is such a good follow-up to the previous post.



of all the buttons that they push
the time and times again
it’s not that buttons get worn out
not IF but just the when

then there’s those that know locations
to leave such fetid clews
calling foul with rulered fingers
denying a just dessert’s dues

they cry a false surrender
the Judas Goat at spit
animated by a ‘BLENDER’
the aways of what can get

so the question needing answer
isn’t one to be much fun
when you walk to my explosion
of all buttons why choose THAT ONE





When my older Daughter was taking some College courses she left me one of her ‘ENGLISH COMPOSITION’ textbooks. Going through the CORNUCOPIA of written(s), (by those who had / have the proper tools to be presented), I came across an EARLY scribing of George Orwell, (i.e.1984), called SHOOTING an ELEPHANT and OTHER ESSAYS . An interesting observation that “could” lead one through some of the issues “we” are learning about “WAR” and How SOLDIERS “COPE”.


The “ravages” of war, and its ‘practices’ HAS been addressed for “some” time. To set aside a place that ALLOWS for the views and, actions “taken / received” were to be offset by a greater period and action in the REPAIR of a HUMAN’S BEING.



the “quiet” ones

some think they hide

though better things

in mind resides

dismantle stupid

“simple task”


when most wear masks

the solitude of quietude

is the world’s ‘mystery’

tall peaks exude

but when the chords

of THOUGHT IS heard

most miss the timbre

of warning’s words

… such balls.

Not YOUR political CUP-OH-TEA!?!

Not YOUR political CUP-OH-TEA!?!





hiber-NATION seems be OVER
the BEAR HAS left HIS den
what treats from “happy campers”
where’s Boo-Boo when needs a friend

the flex ain’t like we’re used to
a flash mobbed reunite
the “bully” came in slinging
geo-moves were erudite

how IS this “wrong shoe” fitting
the “size” is not for “all”
presiding counselors gritting
how did they cob such balls