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Wednesday, May 10, 2006

AT TIMES IN WAR, ONE'S FUTURE IS A DISCRETE NUMBER......

Last Clip Ever since the first Army, From the beginning of discipline, A soldier followed his leader, Through hell and back, then farther, If there was a mission, and means to do it, But if abandoned was he, survive he must, Now when the fighting is intense, Enemy triumph, ringing in from all sides, Resupply none, last chopper burning, Captain is dead, the LT gone, Gunny is history, mates are down, Ammo gone, save last clip, 27 rounds, no more, no less, A life span measured in minutes at most,... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, May 9, 2006

ONE OF ONE, NOT MUCH USE.......

One of Many What can one do with a single board of wood, Make a repair, prop something up, build something small, Yet take that board, along with many like, much can do, A deck be build, a boat, a fence, even a house or two, With a hammer and nails, a handy supply wood, off you go, Limited only by one’s imagination and resources are you, This is much like life, many have a board, few have all they need, If they work together as a team, resources pooled, horizons raised, A bridge over trouble... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, May 8, 2006

NATURE IS ALWAYS A WONDER.....

Cloud Upon the Water A cloud white and dark, majestically tall sails across the sky, Imposing it is reaching from horizon to the heavens, A thunderhead with awesome power, yet a subtle grace, It's reflection beneath upon a lake grown dark with its passing, Hear the mighty booms of the Gods anger, coming after Zeus bolts, High mighty damn, lightning upon the water, thunder in one's ears, The air alive with the smell of water, lit like the surface of the sun, Tis a wonderful sight unless one is... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, May 6, 2006

WHEN ARE TOOLS WEAPONS, AND WEAPONS TOOLS??????????

Blade I have a knife, A Gerber folder to be precise, It does not have the history of another Gerber of mine, The one we shall not care to discuss, for duty mine it has done, Sheathed it is, and has been for many a year, save for oiling now and then, Now I have this folder, much smaller is it, No blood has ever stained its edge, no valor or disgrace has it known, Rope and cardboard, and occasional branch, workday world about, Nothing more, nothing less, yet the skills of old remain, It shall... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, May 5, 2006

ROOM TO SPARE, ROOMMATES ON A DARE....

A ROOM Now in a dwelling, sometimes called a home, Most often there are divisions with walls within. Even an efficiency apartment, has at least two of these, But never ever are there less than one per building. In other words if there is an inside, there is space, Spaces known as rooms, some great, others small. NASA’s VAB main room is huge enough to have weather, While others are so tiny as to be insulting, stuffy and cramp. Otherwise known as subdivides, even a space above the door, Now... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, May 4, 2006

THE GREAT MYSTERIES OF LIFE, LIKE WHAT TO HAVE FOR LUNCH????

Pondering Ever stop to wonder, even perhaps to ponder, All the great mysteries of life, and the small ones. Questions, within questions, surrounded by riddles, Tis enough to make one’s head spin inside out. Now how does one make sense of it all, meaning within, Focus perhaps, to chance upon the ultimate answer. How many angels can dance on the head of a pin, Well that is an easy one, none to infinite and all in between. An answer is what you make of it, not necessarily what it is, What it is, is... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, May 3, 2006

A Note of quiet desparation, or jubilant celebration?

A Note Jubilant In the dark, when all is quiet as the grave, The moon on high, shining upon the sea, Locked into my head am I, not asleep, not awake, On the edge of nothingness, yet unable to let the day go, Often times a single note will chime within my mind. A wondrous little chord, so much more than a note it is I know, Save I prefer to think of it as a note, a bell tolling in the dark, Bright and mellowness, yet deep and broad, rolling on, As if a wave running up a beach to cast its energy... Sign in to see full entry.

CARS, DEPENDENCY MOST FOUL INDEED........

CARS E ver thought where we be if no cars be, I f walk or public transport was all there was, S uburbs would not exist, neighborhoods would, Y our city block, or village square, center of life, T o know all those around, for good or ill, B elong to a group, part of a greater whole, A walk in the park, a journey indeed, T o travel across a continent, a trip of a lifetime, N o commuting, just out the door and around the corner, W ork, play, civic duty, religion, the arts, and more, N ow we are not... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, May 2, 2006

TROOPSHIP, GRUNTS FROM ON HIGH....

Troop Ship High above a blue planet with no name, Just coordinates upon a star chart, A ship was in high randomized orbit, She was not a carrier, giant among mighty, Nor was she a sleek destroyer prowling for prey. She was but a troop ship, festooned with landing pods, Her cargo not that different than on the voyage to Troy, The Marines aboard her, warriors all, The young, not so young, but no old, Of old Arth and the colonies many were they. Bearers of a mantel of pride five centuries bloody,... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, May 1, 2006

PASSING THROUGH

Good Thought Just the other day, A stray thought I did have, Not a great one, nor small, Yet a very good thought, All in all a marvelous one, It unified much puzzling, An answer to many a question, Really all in all a good brain wave, One I could ride above the affray, Sure to enhance health and wealth, I was most please with myself, Then I sneezed, it was gone, Dissipated as if it never was, For all my might, recall I could not, So ask me not what it was, For clearly I forgot…… D.J. Forrester,... Sign in to see full entry.

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An anthology of poetic thoughts and musings spaning space, time, and humanity. Written for those who dare to believe in the adventure of life and the wonder of the universe of human thought. I will add new material to this site at least several times a week, so feel free to check back. Comments are welcomed... If you have time, please take a look at my other blogs: FARSAILOR'S SHORELEAVE * FARSAILOR'S WEATHER GAGE * FARSAILOR'S WRITING MISADVENTURES * MURDER BY DEATH, AND OTHER GOOD STUFF

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