a scribble while viewing Ten Canoes last night
Sure, I meant the FU contemptibly;
it’s just, …yes, at the time I meant it.
FU, cuz it’s a thunderclap of outrage-
In & a burst of chemical reaction out
& it reverberates off acoustical tiles as
ore of odd cabinet for strafe & disgrace
fore field of fire over arboreal & Jazz
[Reflected briefly on Buddy Holly’s
recordings & thought, “Hey,
…where’ you been Gary Busy?”]
Just then while I was on a tangent…
My best hug for 2 decades now
..She said…, “Justice for all Humor,
No justice in any gratuitous blame or lie.
Oh man…, best we count our Kuciniches.
While…we give it that age-old College…try
Now here we are parked right in it, Thomas,
The looking back is both necessary & wise.
More healthy to the people
More prosperity to (their) lives
More time to climb that bloody steeple
More apt to know our husbands & our wives
More energy to strengthen the needful
More light to shade the darkest scowl
Yeah, much more power to the peaceful.
God, sometimes wish I were an owl.”
She said, “I wish us ALL well.
Our time will…come to
Tell. Oh, cheers…
Then to the good
>>>>>>>>>>>>>
People of Earth.”
>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Just as I know you
Know we all know,
We’ve got a tough
& steadfast row to hoe.
HealthEnergiesProsperity,
:o)o:
~~+~~=~~~~~~~~
Shelby Ocean Eyes,
Our Twentieth Anniversary Couplet
There is a means to fulfillment tonight m’ mama-sugar delight
All we know: The means is there in & herein & therein & all-night.
I plan with u still to jam with u ntil some comparative forever is in concert
As the sun that we two do occupy in comfort and adventure together is enough.
& the excellent thing is we like the same music and movies have always been a kick
“There’s a time for love, a time for one & two make it better, together,” it’s our shtick.
Said Hugo, “Laughter is the sun that drives winter from the human face.”
I see that look in your ocean-eyes [tonight] that had me into U in the 1st place.
“4th Honeymoon @ our mutual happy place; …family Jacuzzi suite Oceanside, fireside,”
said, “…You bet I do, bride, my sweet clove & white-chocolate ocean tide….”
Mine’s Yours, Mr. Applesauce
[Love to my sweet white-chocolate dove; m’ tide, m’ ride, m’ bride.]
•©2007 Messybear•
