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Busy Busy and tired too

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Oh I have been busy all week at work. Decorating the children's room at the branch I work at. So I've have been coming tired with no mood to post anything. There's talk of snow this Sunday, hope it fall. I have to work that day and I don't want to! I'm filling in for somebody.

The photo above, well it's kinda obvious what it is. I just played around with color setting to it a artsy look to it. Maybe tomorrow night I'll play around with it.

For tonight

For tonight, two brand new poems! Hopefully q hasn't been here looking for them. I promise her some new stuff and I got a late start typing them up. First I had to look for something else. Then I had decide what poem I was going post and one of them had to be ornary. Oh course having a bit Pms right didn't help the matters either. Never or less, the poems got done.

First one is one that just came to me and I redid the ending tonight. The second one, I wrote last week and as I wrote the first part of the poem. I was looking out the window before going to work. Then at the lunchtime, wrote the second half. I might still rewrite the second half. No law says I can't have two verison of the same poem.


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For today -
       those’s colors cut into me.

There was not of anybody’s blood
being pale against the maples’ red.
And what a folly to think like that.

Red is red, only the sliding shades
can tell of passion or death.

And it seem this year,
all it wants to do - is damn us all.
But what shade of life, will his hand
toss over us in the hour of prayers.

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A sweet day is by my hand,
not yours.

Gambling away a couple minutes
         as the sun dresses the first frost.

In the yard, the bird’s wings
don’t warm the cold but knocks down
another oak leaf, opening winter earlier.

I toss the dice to this day
            and rolled the snake’s eyes.

They were you eyes -
asking for another minute
before the hour ends.

No I’ll give my hour
to that oak leaf, now falling.

Amaryllis Bud

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Been busy with other things

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Sorry for the lack of post this weekend. Have been busily working on poems and looking for books to buy. Nice part of working in this library, is once a year I can order through them. Since Baker and Taylor sometimes gives up to 40% discount. I'm hoping for a break on two computer book I need for the new Mac. Oh course the only problem with that, it makes want my Mac even more! Oh is it Jan yet!

Happy Thanksgiving

Hope everybody is having a wonderful Thanksgiving!! The poem below is something I wrote two years ago while turkey hunting season was going on. Trust me it's funny!

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The perfect hunting morning
Sun shining like a new penny.
The sky is a perfect blue.

Yup, going hunt one of those
two legged orange beasts.
Don’t know if their meat
is any good for Mom’s stew?
But my, oh my, their heads
would look good over my nest.

Yes!! Going on a hunt today.
Perfect morning to bag one.
The wind is still and the air is crisp.
And like my poor wife, ( God rest her soul)
they won’t know what hit them.


More Photos from Today

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Yes, this what greeted me when I came downstairs this morning.

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He or She, didn't care what the snow was doing, as long the birdfeeder has seed in it. Actually this little fellow was hard to focus on with snow coming down hard.

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This what you do when you take too many pictures of trees with snow and leaves on them. Turn them onto artworks while more snow falls to the white ground.


Global Warming- not today

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Well that was a big and nice surprise! Woke up to 7 inches of the white all over the place. They, the weather forecaster, only said maybe an inch. Nope, we got very lucky! I think about right now, there eight inches out there. Then to top it all off, it's still snowing. And yes, there's still leaves on the trees. made a very interesting artwork out the photo above. I'll post it tonight.

Have the day off too. So spending the afternoon going through the photos I took this morning and printing them out. Would have love to just go out and walk around with the falling snow. However, still getting over the cold. I don't want to be sick for turkey day. Took the screens out the window, for better view. Sadly a spider had to lost it's life because of that. Have birds in trees and snow draped over branches. Yes it did turn into a fun day after all.

More tonight!

Snow on leaves

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Ah feeling better, the bad coughing is quieted down. Thanks to the medicine, I've been sleeping until 10:30 in the morning for the last two days. Now tomorrow I have to get up at 8, so I can go to work later on.

As you can see, had snow showers for most the day. Couple times, it was just snow pellets bouncing around on the deck. Then at one point, it look like a blizzard. Too bad it didn't leave me an inch of snow to enjoy. Well the sun did come out later on. Between the dark grey clouds and what's left on the trees, made for an interesting day to just sit back and enjoy.

Finally a poem for Totally Optional Prompts

Ah this good, I finally have a brand new poem for the T.O.P group. Techically it was for last week's prompts but I have been sick since Fri. So I never had a chance to revise it untill today. The second poem is about this week's prompt. A reminder, all grammer errors are unintentional.

Enjoy!

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Starkness is entering the frame.
Too much like a dark prowler I face.
Without a gun to defend myself
and knowing I can’t pull the trigger.

Another tug of rain’s wind and the leaves
becomes the old dreams. Where I wish instead
that the leaves would curl into the dead trees.
Making them alive this November’s number.

Yet, it is November 1st and the starkness
is striping me down the first pink cell.
Now three crows have flown into the frame
and the old tree is alive again, in the crows’ time.

Tomorrow is the 2nd, and what will enter from grace
to fill out this quiet soul or bring silence to a quarter moon?
Now tag in the upward line of a black crow’s flight at dusk.
Not heaven or hell in those thoughts or future days.
More of a square wall becoming a yellow sun.

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In a way- 

It’s good to live in a place
that’s not on a map.

Part of your life now,
won’t exist.

Cough, Cough and I need a walk!

Yelowbid

Still fighting this cold. Gave up today and went to doctor. Now have a cough medicine with some codeine like stuff in and some antibiotics too. After lunch, laid down for a while and landed up sleeping to 4pm. Well I didn't not sleep well last night with coughing. I was taking cough medicine but sometimes I think the cough supression made it worse. The only mixed blessing is, I haven't been able to go work.

The bad part is I haven't been able to go outside and take a walk. Yea I could but who wants sersiouly for the holidays So I'm getting little cabin fever. All the snow that came over the weekend is now gone. It really didn't stick around. Rats, though I have been sticking my head out the door to get some photos. This little bird was in the yard on Tuesday. It's a goldfinch. With the leaves pretty down, there's better chances of getting some bird photos.

Hopefully tomorrow, I can finally type up some poems and print out a few pictures too.