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Thank you Kato friend for your encouragement mam 
posted by
lionladroar
on October 16, 2006 at 10:32 AM
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Thanks Neil
Sorry a little late in thanking you for your growing flower, I must of moved on too quickly 
posted by
lionladroar
on October 16, 2006 at 10:31 AM
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Lion
Great poem of the past I read it 2 times wonderful post
posted by
Kat02
on October 11, 2006 at 8:06 AM
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Keep on keeping on Mike--lovely and unusual pictures & R usual vision
Shalom from Neil
posted by
ILLUMINATI8
on October 10, 2006 at 1:46 PM
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Thank you Star4you
For your encouragement friend. Mike
posted by
lionladroar
on October 10, 2006 at 12:57 PM
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excellent work
posted by
star4sky5
on October 10, 2006 at 12:23 PM
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Thank you Bhaskar.ing
For your encouragening comments friend. Mike 
posted by
lionladroar
on October 10, 2006 at 11:12 AM
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Lionladroar
That was a pure joy to read. Great!
posted by
Bhaskar.ing
on October 10, 2006 at 9:27 AM
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My pleasure TAPS
posted by
lionladroar
on October 9, 2006 at 11:36 PM
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Hi Najwa
Yes Najwa, both times in Shama Sheikh, now Egypt. I was there midle or late 70s working in Elate Israel, Shama Sheikh was at that time under Israels rule. I originly was working on a kibutz in the north near a town called Rehovert. Hope your doing fine friend. Mike
posted by
lionladroar
on October 9, 2006 at 3:02 PM
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Hi Tony
Yes I am sure it's a piece of rail track, I find lots of nick-nacks like that, on my travels round this neck of the woods. The garden and shed is full, bootmarkets will have too be explored, or the wife will find me some decorating work round the house. No heart lol, thanks again friend. Mike
posted by
lionladroar
on October 9, 2006 at 2:39 PM
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Hi there Mike
Well said! Strong words and images fitting for a strong subject. And I was wondering what that object was too.
posted by
Antonionioni
on October 9, 2006 at 2:29 PM
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IT IS WONDERFUL AND VERY STRONG WORDS DID YOU EVER BEEN IN SAND STORM? DID YOU EVER TOUCH THE PALACES OUT SIDE WALLS?
MOVING HEARTS AND SOULS FOR MOTHER'S CRY IT IS THE DARK TRUE SIGH? DID THEY EVER STOPPED HATRED AND WAR? I KNOW THAT IT IS IN OUR WORDS> BUT I LIKE THE IDEA OF THE POEM IS UNIQUE AND VERY DEEP MEANING BETWEEN THE LINES........
.......najwa
posted by
NAJWA
on October 9, 2006 at 2:19 PM
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Thank you again Marieclair
For your encouragement friend, yes your right all wars over what seems endless stupidity, especially the toys men have to play with these days mam. Thanks again . Mike
posted by
lionladroar
on October 9, 2006 at 2:06 PM
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Thanks, lionlad, I like old stuff like that.
posted by
TAPS.
on October 9, 2006 at 2:04 PM
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Hi TAPS
Hope you and yours are well friend, that iron thing I believe is just apart of old railway, probably the piece that bolted two lengths of rail together. I found the rusting lump at St Osyths essex, the small town is named after a nun whom wouldn't betray her fellow sisters hiding place to the pillage and raping Vikings, who were holding the woman prisoner. Eventually giving up on her strong will in spirit , they beheaded her. Thus martyring her into St hood. Bloody men, won't take no for a answer LOL Mike
posted by
lionladroar
on October 9, 2006 at 1:59 PM
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well, that poem was worth waiting for.
I like the graphic picture unfolding like a movie in my mind. For some reason, I envision French Legionnaire fighting the good fight (am I biased?) or more recent war, the cruelty and futility of it all. Is this how we are supposed to turn boys into men??? It is beautifully said, I don't know how you do this. Well done.
posted by
marieclaire66
on October 9, 2006 at 1:40 PM
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lionladroar, What, pray tell, is that iron thing with the holes in it in the top picture? All the way through this post I kept thinking of the women: the mothers, the wives, the daughters, the sisters. They always had to stay home and keep the light in the window, often for the one who never ever returned--waiting, grieving, hoping, hating war. Good work.
posted by
TAPS.
on October 9, 2006 at 1:29 PM
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Sorry Marieclair
Been having problems loading my pictures friend, hope you and yours are well Mike
posted by
lionladroar
on October 9, 2006 at 1:21 PM
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Lionladroar, lovely interesting pic but..... where is my poem?
I am feeling let down here...thanks all the same.
posted by
marieclaire66
on October 9, 2006 at 12:07 PM
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