Look around, leaves are brown and the sky is a hazy shade of winter........
Don't know when I've been so blue Don't know what's come over you You've found someone new And don't it make my brown eyes blue? Crystal Gayle Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
Your time has come to shine all your dreams are on their way...............
" My name is John Kerry...reporting for duty." John Kerry, Democratic National Convention Sign in to see full entry.
Tuesday, August 9, 2005
...but rather ask, what can you do for your country.....................
" America enters the world to free, not to conquer..." George W. Bush, 1st Innaugural Address Sign in to see full entry.
His heart laughing screaming pounding the poem across the tracks rebounding
" The grand style arises in poetry when a noble nature, poetically gifted, treats with simplicity or severity, a serious subject." Mathew Arnold, On Trumpeting Honor Sign in to see full entry.
Deep upon the advertising a single-worded poem comprised of four letters...
" Poetry makes nothing happen, it survives in the valley of its saying." W.H. Auden Sign in to see full entry.
It's the same old story everywhere I go, I get slandered, libeled .........
" One always has the air of someone who is lying when one speaks to a policeman." Charles-Louis Phillippe (1874 - 1909) French Novelist Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, August 8, 2005
Deputy Sheriff said to me: tell me what did you come here for, boy?.......
" Gentlemen, get the thing straight once and for all. The policeman isn't there to create disorder, the policeman is there to preserve disorder." Richard J. Daly, Mayor of Chicago Sign in to see full entry.
I'm one step ahead of the shoe shine two steps away from the county line...
" I have never seen a situation so dismal that a policeman couldn't make it worse." Brendon Behan (1923 -- 1964) Irish playwright Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, August 4, 2005
Whoop-ee-ti-yi-o get along little doggies..................................
And the pattern still remains on the wall where darkness fell and it's fitting that it should, for in darkness I must dwell. Like the color of my skin or the day that I grow old, my life is made of patterns that can scarcely be controlled. Paul Simon, Patterns Sign in to see full entry.
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme (Generals order their soldiers to kill).
It's a hard time, pity poor boy, It's a hard time, when you're down and out. I rambled around in the cotton fields, I worked like the devil but couldn't make meals, I damn near starved in an 80 cent field, If you was me how would you feel? I rambled and I gambled and worked like a dog, I slept every... Sign in to see full entry.