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Ode to Renee-Born Again (posted on: 20-06-14)
I've chronicled a journey of awakening that I attribute to one, (deleted the chapter of another), and dedicate the final, (hopefully), to a wonderful woman of beauty, intelligence, strength, courage, passion, compassion and spiritual wellness beyond the limits of supposed normal and natural beings.

Five-foot nothin' and eyes that burn with fire, she fills every thought and my soul with desire. As she speaks to me all troubles fade away. My memory takes me back to those of a better day. When as a child, beauty was all I beheld. Innocence reigned and love was all I felt. Before I became hardened with harsh realities of life, of those who would harm you only to justify their strife. Now I fast-forward to relive it again today, tightly in the arms of my sweet little Renee.
Archived comments for Ode to Renee-Born Again
Ionicus on 20-06-2014
Ode to Renee-Born Again
Good on you, Greg. I wish you all the best with your five-foot nothin'. Nice to hear from you.
Luigi

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Savvi on 21-06-2014
Ode to Renee-Born Again
Hi Greg good to see you posting again, Renee sound quite an insparational muse. It seems a shame to break the rhyming scheme in the last stanza could it be something like :-

Now I fast-forward
once again its found me,
tightly in the arms
of my sweet little Renee.

dont shoot its only a suggestion its your poem and I sence its close to you heart so please disguard at your will. I like the sound of Renee. Best Keith

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Ani on 22-06-2014
Ode to Renee-Born Again
Glad to read that you have a "five foot nothin" really `who is so good for you. Nice poem Greg.


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Kipper on 23-06-2014
Ode to Renee-Born Again
Hi Greg
If you've got something to shout about, then shout!
Cheers, Michael

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Homeless in Texas (posted on: 28-03-14)
Absent as of late, this is my first submission in some time. It was written as part of a publication on homelessness for an organization in attempt to raise awareness and funds.

While thinking about the responsibility I had in reaching readers on this topic, the first thought which entered my mind was that one in five, (17,000,000), children in the United States go to bed hungry each night. This would, naturally, include the parents as well who most likely suffer from poor health and employment prospects as result. An article from CNN Money, (dated 6/24/2013), estimates 76% of Americans live from pay check-to-paycheck. This alone successfully argues that most are at risk if not for a safety net or support network of family and caring community. As one can imagine, reasons for homelessness run the gambit: Lack of skills to provide adequate income due to a market with wide gaps for potential, drug and alcohol addictions, (many as a symptom, not cause), escape from spousal abuse, mental and physical handicaps, a justice system which is broken and unfair to those who were supposed to have paid their debt to society, and of course the hard luck cases where homes were destroyed in natural disaster or fire without insurance as well as loss of job due to illness. Yes, you or I could end up homeless in the right, (or wrong, shall I say), circumstances. Many of these people are much more articulate than the average and certainly more aware of themselves because they have much more time and reason to reflect. Some are college educated. As I first entered the Unity Park area in Fort Worth, Texas, for what would turn out to be a nearly nine-hour day, I wondered if my shiny red Chevy Silverado would be safe if I left it alone. The streets were lined with individuals, couples and groups who were clearly in desperate need. Pushing themselves or another in wheelchairs, wearing backpacks, carrying plastic bags and toting suitcases, many were sitting on the retaining wall of Lancaster street savoring a hot bowl of soup given to them while they awaited the opening of Feed By Grace for the day's events of a planned meal and social interaction of basketball, bingo, worship in ''family'' fashion and touching base with familiar faces. As I stood near the office area waiting for my ten-o'clock meeting with Neale Mansfield, (Executive director of Feed by Grace), I was greeted by some of these folks who could see that I was out of my element and seeking something or someone. One such gentleman whom I know only as ''George'' told me Neale was around somewhere talking to people. I decided to wait while I struck up a conversation with George. He said he was there for a haircut. He was a well-spoken man, interested in copy editing and keeping up with current events in the news. We talked about the recent disappearance of the Malaysia jetliner. Impressed with his verbal skills, I asked for an interview after his haircut. He agreed, but I lost him in the crowd. ''Baba'' was another lively character with whom I really wanted to speak. No one seems to know his real name and was given the moniker because of his speech. While I thought his hearing was acute, Baba can't speak and reads lips. I wanted to find out how he got along with others in his situation and I believe I found the answer. Baba always seemed to be surrounded by ''helping hands'' and the crowd cheered him on as he posted results from the bingo game. My day at Unity Park would impress me as one that cemented a thought I had never really considered: ''What if we cared for each other the way homeless people do?'' I witnessed a typical year's worth of sharing in a Saturday. Having two bottles of drinking water, a kind woman gave me one of hers when I asked where I could find a convenience store. We take these things for granted, but a bottle of water is survival for this population.  photo Baba_zps44c8cc78.jpg Baba on left with Neale Mansfield and an unidentified child My first interview came from a man named Laurence Fraise. Originally from New Orleans, Laurence was uprooted by hurricane Katrina. As a former contractor with FEMA, I've seen many such displacements. Bouncing from Baton Rouge, LA to Biloxi, then Hattiesburg, MS while working for the Salvation Army as a janitor, he lived with his brother. Laurence found his way to the DFW area after the death of his mother in Hattiesburg. His former wife had offered to let him stay with her and his two now-grown children as he had slipped into a deep funk that comes with the loss of someone close. Compounded by heart problems due to a recent heart attack and need for cardiac ablation to correct rhythm, he lost his janitorial position with a temporary service by reason of time off for doctor visits. Unemployment, depression and an overcrowded home took its toll on a newly reunited couple with a bruised past and Laurence found himself on the street after his ex told him to leave. Sleeping anywhere he could find and resisting the temptation to eat from dumpsters, he landed in the Presbyterian night shelter near Feed by Grace. He earns his locker and bed by doing janitorial work from 1-5 pm three days a week. With yet another heart attack under his belt, he still dreams of finding a job and is receiving help from MHMR case workers with restoring needed identification papers. He says he still has eleven good years in him before retirement age and his mother raised him to work. Laurence hopes to someday call his former wife and see if she was just having a bad day when she kicked him out. Lonely and desperate for love just as any of us are, I hope he does and that she was.  photo LaurenceFraise_zps7aa08b1f.jpg Laurence Fraise Robert and Cassandra Perry met at a group home MHMR workshop on life skills. Going back and forth from living on the streets to a home is reality for many that most of us aren't aware of. While earning potential and skills don't always go hand-in-hand, life is such that fate seems to play its part. Retired, Robert receives a monthly social security check of $700 while Cassandra is disabled and gets $100 per month from SSI. Currently, she is at home in bed recuperating from surgery in which she received pins in both legs. Osteoporosis is a cruel and debilitating disease. Robert supplements his income by working at the Will Rogers complex as a vendor because the rent on their modest home is $500 per mo. with utilities of electric, gas and water putting them in the red with nothing left. Not able to sustain the expense of a car, they take a bus to places they can't walk. This pretty much leaves Cassandra home on most accounts. Married twelve years ago in the lot of a nearby burned down jazz club, this couple with two children keep each other going and provide comfort that each needs.  photo RobertPerry_zpsf966e5d1.jpg Robert Perry, (unidentified woman in background) Seeking someone who was willing to talk about their substance abuse problem turned out to be harder on me than was necessary. It seems that the homeless are very honest about themselves and don't fear consequence since they have nothing more to lose. That turned out to be an interesting thought for me to ponder as I spoke with Brent Battle and Mary Godbolt. An admitted alcoholic, Brent is a soft spoken man with kind eyes that remind you of things he's seen and you don't want to ask. They met a little over a year ago on the steps of the Tarrant County jail where they spend most nights. It's a safe place to sleep since there are guards and police coming and going. Mary's home had burned to the ground and she came to visit her son who was incarcerated on charges of organized crime which she doesn't seem quite clear on. A God-fearing woman who spends most of her days reading the bible, I believe she either isn't told much or doesn't want to believe it, one. Once given a gift card when panhandling, she asked the man where he got it. He told her ''the gifter.'' Intrigued, she asked where the gifter could be found. The man instructed her to look around the corner. Mary went around the corner looking for ''the gifter.'' Brent now keeps a closer eye on people who may take advantage of her trusting nature. Giving Brent what she can, he fends off the ''shakes'' by buying beer in the morning while she warms some tea. He began his road to alcoholism after being released from prison in 2006 for selling crack. It was the typical story where he was using it, was told to deliver some to a car, and it turned out to be an undercover. ''Freedom after seven years of being locked up were like liberty call for a sailor finally reaching port'', says Brent. Living in a half-way house, he lost several jobs after failing a breathalyzer test. He was eventually released from parole and went to work doing industrial labor for a temp company that uses ex-cons. Working twelve-hour shifts, (72 hours per week), in the elements by means of digging out heavy equipment that had become entrenched finally wore on Brent and he quit his job. The earnings barely gave him enough to live on since it seems they were required to purchase all of their own safety gear required by OSHA as well as locks to lock out the heavy machinery. ''We're not talking your common master lock'', says Brent. Mary earns enough money from time-to-time to get a Greyhound ticket to Cason, Tx. where she checks on a burned out home which is surely delinquent on taxes. My time with this particular couple was capped with a moment of hope and seed for thought. They seemed so genuinely honest and cared for each other so well, I wanted to take them to dinner and finish our interview. My school of thought was that everyone likes a nice meal out and every couple needs it once in a while. We went to a nice BBQ place near the County jail where Mary ordered a ribeye with baked potato and Brent had a brisket sandwich with coleslaw. We shared an appetizer of Texas fries with cheese and jalapeno. Talking of our younger days and hopes of the future, I clearly saw what I've always known. We're all alike. The only difference between the homeless and the rest of us is homes.  photo MaryGodboltandBrentBattle_zpse5f03629.jpg Mary Godbolt and Brent Battle Gary and Tammy York were high school sweethearts. Gary had gone into the Army and became a military policeman. Discharged for medical reasons, Gary says he received an 80% disability and went into the family business of laying carpet and tile while finding solace in drugs. When pressed for what his drug of choice was, he said ''everything''. He and Tammy had lost contact and gone on with their lives. To feed his drug addiction, Gary had resorted to stealing copper from the electrical systems of vacant homes. In 1998, he was convicted of second degree burglary and served eight years. While in prison, Tammy had discovered his predicament through a mutual friend and began writing him. Having found his salvation through Jesus during this time, he was able to cease chemical dependency. Returning to the family business, he and Tammy lived happily until one day when their home burned down without insurance to build again. It was then that they decided to just start walking and praying. With a tent, backpack and food bag, they headed south and ended up in Ft. Worth. They were married at Unity Park with their homeless family of hundreds as witness on July 10, 2011. When I asked why he isn't working, he said he is. Gary says that he and Tammy had decided ministry among the homeless was their calling. He provides by selling volumes of poetry he has authored titled ''Inspirational Poems for the Soul.'' They live in a ''tent community'' of homeless and he uses his skills to help others insulate their tents for cold weather while also purchasing needed equipment for cooking, cleaning, etc. They spend their days traveling to various churches.  photo GaryandTammyYork_zps1076b313.jpg Tammy and Gary York Everyone has a story and each situation is unique to that person. One such story that I really wanted was that of a young woman with three small children in tow. She had a blue cast on her right wrist and looked on wearily, yet watchfully as her children scampered nearby. She seemed to be almost falling asleep in her meal of chicken fried steak and I asked if I could speak to her. As I explained my mission that day, I could see she was nearly in tears. Her story was that she was on the street with her kids because it was preferred to an abusive relationship. While the hurt was too recent and deep for an interview with her that day, I felt obligated to write the experience. One may ask, ''why not a women's shelter?'' As someone who already knows the answer to that question, I challenge you to discover for yourselves just how difficult it is to find assistance in a system already bursting at the seams. Each one of us has a calling that can be heard if we just listen to it. Where would you like to fit in and help?
Archived comments for Homeless in Texas
Bonnie on 29-03-2014
Homeless in Texas
"The only difference between the homeless and the rest of us is homes" - I think this is very true. I enjoyed your article. Life can be very hard, and it is not necessarily your fault.


Author's Reply:
Thanks Bonnie!

Aye, life is such that we're sometimes dealt with a stacked deck. I wish people would get it through their heads that they too are in danger and need to "buck up", showing the compassion needed to cure this sickness of society called apathy.

Greg πŸ™‚

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Mikeverdi on 31-03-2014
Homeless in Texas
I was pleased to see you back on here Greg, and astounded by the piece you brought with you. This is a growing problem in all our countries, and few are willing to face it. I admire you for your attitude; and now know what fills your time.
Mike

Author's Reply:
Aye, Mike! The engineers where I'm employed are working on developing a 72 hour day. πŸ˜‰

I had passed this by Stormwolf, (Alison), as I wasn't sure y'all would be interested. It's U.S. , (and more locally, Texas), based in nature, but wanted y'all to have an inside look if desired. Yes, as you pointed out and I hoped to convey, it's an issue all societies must face.

Give Alison a special prayer and hold her in your thoughts. She needs support from wherever she can find it right now. I'll come by and look at some of your submittals later this week. My word.

Greg πŸ™‚

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Moment Lost (posted on: 18-11-13)
Chances taken are never wasted but opportunities squandered may be gone forever.  photo RomanceLost_zps00449d25.jpg

Enveloped in the fragrance of your favorite perfume I hold the sweater you left that day. Leaving work and saying goodbyes, we went our separate ways. I stopped for coffee as I often do and as I drank, I turned on the news. "There's been a terrible crash", they said. "Expect delays, much blood has been shed". I was relieved it was the opposite way. I really didn't want it to ruin my day. Rushing home for some R. and R., I flicked through channels for a movie or two. The wreck I now viewed left me numb and in awe for as I fumbled your number, I knew… That the nuisance I avoided would turn out to be you. I pray to God, rewind one hour and give me another chance. For if I had the courage to utter the words I always wanted to say, I could only hope you would be with me, still... today.
Archived comments for Moment Lost
Mikeverdi on 18-11-2013
Moment Lost
OMG Greg, that's wonderful writing, I can only hope that its just that; if not then your sensitivity does it justice.
Mike

Author's Reply:
Thanks, Mike! This was just a scenario that played out in my mind. I hate having regrets and not telling someone you care can be the most regrettable of all. I'm sure you'll remember to join me by telling yours just how she means to you.

Greg πŸ™‚

bo_duke99 on 18-11-2013
Moment Lost
deep, a true drip feed approach

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Lol, thanks Bo!

Greg πŸ™‚

Kipper on 19-11-2013
Moment Lost
I guess we all have had these moments when there was another way. Who knows what might have been if we had made a different choice.
Nicely portrayed.
Michael

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Yes, Mike. Life is a series of choices and consequences or reward. When you speak truly, you may not get the response you want in life but there are no regrets.

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

Mikeverdi on 19-11-2013
Moment Lost
Every day and every night Greg... Without fail .

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That I never doubted, my friend. πŸ™‚

Bozzz on 19-11-2013
Moment Lost
Brilliant Greg - shattering too. You conjured, but for thousands it is almost a daily reality. "Today it is no longer a case of Survival of the Fittest, but of the luckiest". Well done....David

Author's Reply:
Sorry David, just realized I left this comment open. Aye, both good things and bad are sometimes happenstance. I personally try to take that out of the equation if possible. No, it won't always add up in your favor, but you must try.

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

Ionicus on 19-11-2013
Moment Lost
An excellent work, Greg. You made it sound so real.
Well penned. Congratulations on the nib.

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Coming from you Luigi, I'll bury that for posterity. When considering the emptiness inside from keeping silent, a scenario such as this is all too real...

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

stormwolf on 23-12-2013
Moment Lost
Hello Greg πŸ™‚
Beautifully moving and displaying your lovely caring nature. Merry christmas dearest and wishing you every blessing in the New Year Alison XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX

Author's Reply:
Oh, thank-you Alison! This is going to be a most interesting Christmas holiday for me. I wish wonderful surprises for you and a new year filled with peace and contentment.

Greg πŸ™‚


Perfection (posted on: 11-11-13)
The perfectionist is often misunderstood...  photo 0ea9_perfection1_zps013722c3.jpg

If I stand accused of being a perfectionist It's not because in all I'm the ''specialist''. When I do something for you I'll give it my very best. It's a way for me to show I care that's my burden alone and simply refuse to share. You don't have to watch. I won't ask you partake but hope you'll let me try, 'cause it's always for your sake. I can get by doing what's been done and spending my time with fun in the sun. I could let weeds grow where seeds of thought should bloom but I hate to think of a world where you live in grey and gloom.
Archived comments for Perfection
Ionicus on 11-11-2013
Perfection
Trying to achieve perfection can sometimes be interpreted as obsession. Your argument is perfectly logical, Greg, and how fulfilling it is to perform chores to the best of your ability to please a loved one.

Regards, Luigi.

Author's Reply:
Aye, Luigi! I'd have gone on to say that perfection lies in the attempt as failure is inevitable from time-to-time, but didn't want to muddy the waters. Don't be too critical of the sort when it happens. They're hard enough on themselves. πŸ˜‰

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

Mikeverdi on 11-11-2013
Perfection
For me it's all in the last words, far more in here than one reading can take in, lots of feeling. Great to see you on here again Greg, hope all is well with you and yours. Mike

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Absolutely, Mike! Personally, I prefer living daily over daily living if you get my meaning.

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

Andrea on 11-11-2013
Perfection
My Jess is a bit of a perfectionist - he can be very annoying at times, especially as I'm so slap-dash. Great pic and pome ain't bad either πŸ™‚

Lovely to see you posting again, hope you and yours are well.

Author's Reply:
Andrea, I'd assume you'd have "your Jess" no other way. πŸ˜‰ Annoying is part of the charm as long as they don't cause you to pass pearls...

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

Weefatfella on 11-11-2013
Perfection
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Hello Greg, Good to hear from you again and even more so, glad to see you have the time again to compose and submit. Weefatfella.

Author's Reply:
Aye, Duke! I wrote this for someone a while back and dusted it off to share. Actually have very little time on my hands right now as I'm working on a project with a friend. They found out that a perfectionist is a good thing to have around at times though such can cause more work than most are willing to undertake. πŸ˜‰

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

Bozzz on 11-11-2013
Perfection
Hi Greg, Yes, that is pure engineer-think and well put. It is partly a mission to help mankind and partly pride in being good at one's job. As you say, often mistaken for arrogance. All guns firing....good stuff.....Bozzz


Author's Reply:
Aye, Bozzz! Your reading is spot on. I may add that the true perfectionist knows when they're out of their realm. If such refuses you, it's because they don't want to fail you.

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

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Pronto on 12-11-2013
Perfection
Hi Greg, My Mrs is a bit of a perfectionist but over the years I have learned to become (A little) tidier and she(a little) more tolerant.
Good poem sir keep on doing your beat.


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Lol, she does it for you. I think she just wants you to pick your own drawers up off the floor and rinse the milk glass out so she can wash it for you. Us guys can be the worst either way, I suppose. P.S. I find that they prefer the toilet paper roll hanging toward you rather than against the wall. πŸ˜‰

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

ValDohren on 12-11-2013
Perfection
Perfectionism is the other side of the OCD coin in my view - can be very annoying to those who have to live with it !
Val

Author's Reply:
Val, this has turned out to be an interesting exercise indeed. You see, OCD and perfectionism have nothing in common. Many also confuse it with control. The controller will insist that you do things their way while the perfectionist is solely consumed with putting their best foot forward. I'm helping a friend with cabinet work right now and have endured comments from people who believe scraping old paint, sanding, and priming are a waste of time...all the while claiming that they're giving good advice. I grew up in a day and place where one took pride in their home, grew much of their food, and put forth effort to make the very best of what they had...as it wasn't much. You can't microwave love.

Greg πŸ™‚

Buschell on 13-11-2013
Perfection
Perfectly formed. Nice one Greg...a lot of love for you round these parts and rightly so. Buschell (Gearhart).

Author's Reply:
Lol, Thanks much! As I told Luigi, I believe true perfection lies in the intent. Ditto...

Greg πŸ™‚

Dazza on 13-11-2013
Perfection
I must second Buschell here...you have garnered a lot of love with your good will and good nature. To quote the Buddha, "Perfection can be found in the germs of your arm pit and in this knowledge let yourself go...". I rest my case and look forward to looking back on you and yours...Dazza.

Author's Reply:
Oh! Thanks much... Yes, I'm familiar with the quote. And back at ya. πŸ˜‰

Greg πŸ™‚


bo_duke99 on 13-11-2013
Perfection
an argument and viewpoint crafted with the usual aplomb, enjoyed

Author's Reply:
Thanks, Bo! Crafted, dunno. I'm not as good at it as I had hoped or I would have long ago met my goal when beginning this endeavor...don't ask. πŸ˜‰
I enjoy seeing the mixed results and find comfort that many of you see the intent, though.

Greg πŸ™‚


Wings of Lead (posted on: 21-10-13)
Once you give in to what life deals out, you give up on the opportunity to rise above and truly enjoy the gift of living. You affect others through attitude as well. If you share your day positively, your relationships will be healthy. Isn't that what you really want in life? Begin today.

Though my wings of lead may seem to be much too heavy to lift and carry me My will be done, I'll rise above sun. No, they won't melt as they once did, spoiling Icarus' fun I'll soar to the moon and then you'll see, I have the fortitude of a bumble bee. I can fly with wings of lead if I believe it in my mind. You can too If only you see the signs: Life is made of possibilities not hate, nor hurt or hostilities. It gives you the chance every once in a while to enter another life, shepherding the eternal smile. Sporting wings such as these aren't a curse or disease but an opportunity to climb, if only you please.
Archived comments for Wings of Lead
Ionicus on 22-10-2013
Wings of Lead
A nice bit of philosophy, Greg. If you have self-belief, you can scale great heights no matter what life has dealt you.
A positive attitude will not only benefit you but also influence the behaviour of all around you. How true; well said.

Luigi πŸ™‚

Author's Reply:
Aye, Luigi!

I believe we must "pull our selves up by the bootstraps" daily. I begin first thing in the morning with being thankful for a sound mind, conscience to do what is right and conviction to treat myself and others the way I should. Does it always work out as planned? No. Life has hiccups, but I understand that I was dying from the moment I was born and refuse to act like it. I'm along for a wonderful ride in life as long as I breathe.

I guess there are many reasons I wrote this, but as you know, I do my best to spread hope. Mine is that anyone who may come across this may find reason to believe in themselves. That's what gives you power to believe in others who deserve to be believed in also. Bad things happen, but so do good things. The past is but a lesson to prepare you for your future. Grasp it and do what you will with it without looking back.

Oh! Yes, been out of the loop as I really haven't had much to say that I haven't already. I try to find inspiration from time-to-time and invite you to look at "Independence Day" if you ever get opportunity. Y'all probably think it's an "American" thing, but it's not. I'll try to stop by a take a gander from time-to-time.

deadpoet on 22-10-2013
Wings of Lead
A nice bit of positive philosophy of life. Thanks for the uplifting words.

Author's Reply:
Thanks! I was beginning to wonder how this was being taken...

Ya know, there are plenty of reasons for believing in yourself and none of value which say you shouldn't. Yes, I'm talking to the guys here too...we all have a beauty inside that wants out. It sees good though it's eyes are open to reality. It takes the burdens of life and lifts them from your shoulders. It causes you to call for change without causing harm. It allows others to love you as you love them.

Greg πŸ™‚

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ValDohren on 22-10-2013
Wings of Lead
Great philosophy Greg, but not always easy to achieve I fear.
Val

Author's Reply:
Absolutely, Val! It takes practice. I've had sooo many people ask me how I can be so positive and happy all of the time. I tell 'em the smile comes from practice and I'm not always happy. I just refuse to give in and take everyone down around me.

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

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Bozzz on 23-10-2013
Wings of Lead
Principles without bravery are a wasted asset. Bravery without luck is the sausage without skin. You have it right, Greg. Bravo.....David

Author's Reply:
Principles without bravery are a wasted asset.

Aye, David! I've always said that I believe mankind is good...or at least wants to be. Change is slow, however, because people are afraid of speaking up. It starts with one and spreads. If we love and respect ourselves we can know how to do the same for others. I feel satisfied that you're one.

Greg πŸ™‚

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bo_duke99 on 23-10-2013
Wings of Lead
wow, greatly accomplished

Author's Reply:
An appreciated comment, indeed, Bo. Do you just go by Bo?
I don't recall the numbers, but they're high...the percentages of people who suffer from depression. While the clinical sort is often times debilitating, we can even help them by not necessarily advising, but being a light for them. It can mean the difference between coping or not.



Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

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stormwolf on 24-10-2013
Wings of Lead
Hi Sweety πŸ˜‰
Lovely to read you again. You are so wonderfully positive. I am actually a good laugh although I embrace the dark side in much of my writing.
I suppose it gets my cogs turning creatively, so to speak.
Anyway, Greg, keep on spreading the word.

Alison x x

Author's Reply:
Lol, Alison! Personally, I just see you as "sensitive", though "provocative" would be more descript. πŸ˜‰

I've suffered in the past myself as none are immune and my doctor even once attempted to "treat me." I've found that those who like to read and write seem to have these things in common. I know though, that if it's in your power and you have the will, you can overcome. Positivity begins as a seed and grows as long as you tend to it.

I've missed my multifaceted gem...

Greg πŸ™‚

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Independence Day (posted on: 05-07-13)
Written to share my view of independence on July 4th. Every country has their version, and everyone has their own meaning. My day came when I realized that I was being subjected to mob mentality in life and broke away from the bonds of inequity. I value free-thinking, education, and personal choice above all.

 photo i_am_free_zps2fb391ca.jpg Independence Day has a way of instilling pride among those who will never pay the price. As mortars boom and magnesium flashes bright lights to cast the sparkly eye, a soul remains empty. Filling the belly, we remain oblivious to hunger within. Casting disparages toward heathens without our God; The one who has no voice and says he is ours alone. Those unconquered and unchained by hysteria and slavery, unable to find their own way. As your pulse quickens to the beat of tribal drums and chants of ''U.S.A.!'', forget not that there are those who die today. To savor the things you value least… A voice of their own and pursuit of dreams, whether on their knees or feet. Freedom is choice, not unison of sound. It's founded by the strong, diluted by weak. It's very existence is dependent On the words we choose to speak. Here's a perfect example of the brave voice in action. With resolve, we can bring injustice and prejudice to it's knees. This may seem as a no-brainer to westerners, however; our hands aren't clean and we're no better in many respects. http://worldnews.nbcnews.com And another...You get the point. http://now.msn.com
Archived comments for Independence Day
Weefatfella on 06-07-2013
Independence Day
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Hi Greg, Good to see you back posting again.

I hope you've been well.

I've missed the gunslinger.

We in Scotland are looking at Independence. I wonder when we were not independent. I'm proud of the UK and want to remain united. The flock are all chanting Braveheart nonsense.

I feel for Great Britain and the Uk. Good to hear from you again Greg.

Weefatfella

Author's Reply:
Aye, my friend! It sounds as if you have a good grasp on the idea. Though your beliefs and choices may not coincide with the mainstream, they sound to be based on reasoning rather than peer pressure. As you, I feel the need to let my conscience guide me to be at peace with myself rather than follow others off a cliff of trepidation.
In every society there are those who try to impose their will on others through many means. The strong and truly brave in heart say no while sheep gather for spiritual slaughter under guise of righteousness and fear of being ostracized.
Gotta take off again, but will surely get to looking at subs. later tonight. I know I've neglected the good people here and feel guilty for it.

Greg πŸ™‚

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stormwolf on 06-07-2013
Independence Day
This to my mind is your very best Greg. I am so glad I did not miss it.

forget not that there are those who die today.
To savor the things you value least…

Saturated through with truth and the pain of the author's heart felt frustration imbues every line.
So very well done.

Freedom is choice, not unison of sound.
It’s founded by the strong, diluted by weak.
It’s very existence is dependent
On the words we choose to speak.

Absolutely bloody marvelous!
Alison xxx

Author's Reply:
Thanks so much, Alison!

I'm fortunate to have been raised in an era where children watched the news, weren't subjected to censorship and many life issues were being cussed and discussed. As I look about today, I fear for the future. I do have hope, however. We've survived social swings before and though many of our best minds were lost in the battle, we overcame. It does seem to be cyclical and never ending though, eh? So many people never leave their bubbles, travel outside their locale to be an ambassador for their people, or choose to hear/read an opposing opinion...

Greg πŸ™‚

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cocobird on 07-07-2013
Independence Day
A very insightful piece of writing "Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose', as the song says,

Author's Reply:
Aye! That it is...


cooky on 07-07-2013
Independence Day
The fire burns bright in America. The second verse I find magnificent.

Author's Reply:
Aye, Steven! Only if fueled, though. The second verse was meant to cause reflection on past as well as a reminder of today. I do hope it reaches if but just one on the fence. Our constitution was designed to protect people from oppression due to personal beliefs among other things. There are many who try to twist wordage and proclaim that we are founded as a Christian land. I'll stand alone before I stand with one who oppresses another. All men are created equal.

Thanks, my friend...

Greg πŸ™‚

Bozzz on 07-07-2013
Independence Day
If only this could be read to and understood by the throng in Tahrir Square...you have it in spades...Bozzz

Author's Reply:
Aye Bozz!
Dunno if you're speaking of the revolt, or rape, which is REVOLTING.

Yes, this is applicable everywhere. I do so feel fortunate to be where I am in life and wish I could get others to see it as well. Choice always seems to come with a bloody price. No wonder man is so infatuated with burned offerings and sacrifice.

Greg πŸ™‚

One that I seem to be stuck on today...




ValDohren on 21-07-2013
Independence Day
I am also a great believer in freedom. I am a free-thinking person and will not be bound by the constraints of belief systems which have no solid foundations. A great write Greg.

Author's Reply:
Thanks, Val!
I try to stay busy, but am also trying real hard to visit more often. My 5k today was in 109 degree heat, (42.78), Celsius. Looks like summer weather is almost here. πŸ˜‰
I love your reply and value your individualism. Though we're sure to disagree on many things, I have a feeling we would put a wrinkle in one another's brain and come out smarter through mutual respect.
You should write your own version as it would be cool, and the voice of freedom should resound from as many corners as possible...

Greg πŸ™‚


Man in the Moon (posted on: 25-02-13)
Inspired by looming full moon.

Man in the moon photo Maninthemoon_zps774780c9.jpg Casting translucent yellow beams to sprinkle my face with midnight wonder, the man in the moon stares down while ghouls and goblins plunder. Dragging clouds across the sky like a curtain loosely drawn, he hides the eyes of the lion from the fawn. Changing his luminous hue from blood red to pumpkin orange to ever blushing blue, he shines the way for lovers and leavers, muskrats and beavers, all with a purpose tonight. To dance and dine, make love, drink wine, awash in his silvery light. Blood moon picture taken 4/14/2014 photo blood-moon_zpsd779ffd1.jpg Picture of blood-moon taken 4/14/2014
Archived comments for Man in the Moon
geordietaf on 25-02-2013
Man in the Moon
Great rhythm and discreet alliteration Very enjoyable

Author's Reply:
Aye! Too kind but I'll take it and run...

Seriously though,

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

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Mikeverdi on 25-02-2013
Man in the Moon
Great to see you posting again, terrific writing Greg. Mike

Author's Reply:
Thanks, Mike!
Time just gets away from me these days. Don't have much in me to share as this is an old 'un I brought back. I'll try to visit y'all's postings more often though.

Greg πŸ™‚

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ValDohren on 25-02-2013
Man in the Moon
Lovely poem about the moon and romance. Enjoyed reading.

Val

Author's Reply:
Coming from you Val, that's a super compliment!

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

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franciman on 25-02-2013
Man in the Moon
Hi Greg,
I love this. It has a fairytale feel to it but even more notably it has that mediaeval peasant quality, you know - like Carmina Burana? Well anyway, your Moon waxes more lyrically than I do. What were we saying about spinning sugar into shit?
Well done mate.
cheers,
Jim

Author's Reply:
Lol, thanks Jim! Aye, to spin sugar out of shit, (hope ya got it backwards...caught myself doin' that to your phrase before πŸ˜‰ ), fer ya is my ambition. Your comments to folks are as lyrical as many subs. I've seen. I aspire...

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

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Kat on 25-02-2013
Man in the Moon
A beautiful read, especially like stanza 2.

Kat x

Author's Reply:
Aye! It was a magical night for me in many ways. Though the magic of that night fades in my memory, the poem is there to remind me.

Thanks, Kat!

Greg πŸ™‚

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Weefatfella on 25-02-2013
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Absolutely Greg.
As Jim Said, very fairy tale like.

I agree also with Kat about the second stanza.. Inspired.
The Picture is great too.

Good to see your work again Greg.

Weefatfella. ( Duke).

Author's Reply:
Aye, Duke!
Not work, but fun and inspiration. Been lacking in both as of late, but you know me...I'll persevere with vengeance one day.

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

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Andrea on 25-02-2013
Man in the Moon
Splendid stuff Greg! Love the colours. Glad to see you back πŸ™‚

Author's Reply:
Thanks Andrea!
Been by a few times and just couldn't pull myself away from silly life endeavors long enough to settle in and look at subs. I'll try harder...

Greg πŸ™‚

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purplespirit on 25-02-2013
Man in the Moon
Simply magical and charming way referring to the moon, at this moment it is smiling in a pumpkin orange down on us here in the mountains. This poem simply captured my heart with the excellently flowing story, thank you. Purple

Author's Reply:
Oh! Does my heart good to hear such. To share it from afar through your eyes is too cool...

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

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amman on 26-02-2013
Man in the Moon
Hey Greg. Welcome back. Agree with most of previous comments. A fairytale feel to to this colourful poem. Great 2nd and final stanzas. Congrats on nom. Like the picture of you atop the poem, altho' you look a tad pale and a little grim!!

Author's Reply:
lol, my friend! Must be from trying to light the world. Guess I'll have to stick with my immediate surroundings to conserve energy.

Thanks Tony!

Greg πŸ™‚

teifii on 26-02-2013
Man in the Moon
Far and away the best moon poem I have ever read.

Author's Reply:
That was far and away the most coveted kind of sentiment that one can receive. I'll put it in my treasure chest and bury it for posterity. Aye! To think of someone who isn't with you at the time puts looking at such in a different light if you will...

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

Ionicus on 26-02-2013
Man in the Moon
Always nice to read your poetry, Greg. Although it is an old one, it hasn't dated. It even made this old soul feel romantic,
for which I thank you.
Cheers.

Author's Reply:
Aye, Luigi!
Us old souls are the most romantic, aren't we? Takes time to figure things out, I guess. I recall that I had either been texting or mailing someone that night, gone outside for a smoke, and the inspiration hit like a brick when I saw the largest moon ever...hoping she had as well.

I'm grateful for your comments as well as the idea that romance still resides in you.

Greg πŸ™‚


Pronto on 26-02-2013
Man in the Moon
That was a nice read with a 'tarot card' quality about it maybe that was the picture? I often wonder where folk get these wonderful works.
Loved it poet write on!

Author's Reply:
Aye, must've beat my bubbles to the surface-Lol!
Me...I just pull 'em outta my ass, but they seem to come together with the right inspiration.

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

CVaughan on 27-02-2013
Man in the Moon
Terrific personification of the old myth Greg, sweetly worded.

Author's Reply:
Thanks, Frank!

Aye, the heavens have always been man's most thought-provoking inspiration. Though the sun and moon appear to be equal partners in "lifeblood", I believe the moon to win out for capturing the heart.

Greg πŸ™‚

chant_z on 28-02-2013
Man in the Moon
Very strong imagery in this piece. Lovely.

Author's Reply:
Thanks, Fredrik! Haven't had the honor of seeing ya for a while.
Aye, conveyance of imagery is always my highest hope and leaves me satisfied when I'm able.

Greg πŸ™‚

Nemo on 28-02-2013
Man in the Moon
Loved the all levels appeal of this poem.

Author's Reply:
Aye! To be level-headed is my ambition. πŸ˜‰

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚



stormwolf on 03-03-2013
Man in the Moon
Lovely!!!

Alison x

Author's Reply:
That one-word expression is poetry to me when coming from you, Alison...

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

ValDohren on 01-04-2013
Man in the Moon
Absolutely beautiful Greg, the moon is always a winner, and yours is exceptional. Well done on the nib, much deserved.

Val

Author's Reply:
Ya make me blush, Val. A looming moon can make you stare in awe whilst wondering if another shares and star lit nights can bring you to your knees if they're there. That would be a better poem, IMO...

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚


Acrostic-Betrayal (posted on: 25-01-13)
Just a little ditty to help get through the day as we've all been there...

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Weefatfella on 25-01-2013
Acrostic-Betrayal
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Very true sentiments Greg and thank you for the cheering music. Weefatfella. ( Duke)

Author's Reply:
Aye, my friend!
Some betrayals are expected as people are unpredictable and there's no telling what'll "set 'em off". The important thing to remember is that it'll affect them more than you if you allow yourself to move on with a free conscience.

Greg πŸ™‚

amman on 25-01-2013
Acrostic-Betrayal
Hi Greg. Greetings from sunny NZ. Cleverly constructed acrostic poem with a positive message at the end. And you've got to love Bob Marley.
Cheers.

Author's Reply:
Aye, my warm friend! Send some my way...too many grey and gloomy days here as of late. Gotta break out my sunshine reserves that I've squirreled away and am running low.

Yes, positive thinking is a necessity to keep you going as you are indeed, in the end, your own best friend.

And Bob...no argument here. Such a tortured soul he was and can't help but to think of the man when listening to his music.

Greg πŸ™‚

ChairmanWow on 26-01-2013
Acrostic-Betrayal
Hey, we've all been there Texas-Bro. Good work.

Ralph

Author's Reply:
And helps ya to cull your circle into a more manageable group thereby giving attention to the deserving...

Thanks bro!

Greg πŸ™‚

Andrea on 26-01-2013
Acrostic-Betrayal
Blimey that's clever! And I LOVE Mr Marley (although it was a bit naughty to post such a HUGE box on the main page - but I'll forgive you :))


Here's one for you...





Author's Reply:
Thanks fer the vid., Andrea! Aye, didn’t know it was an etiquette thing. I’ll be more cognizant in the future. Here’s one fer you and Alison. Strong women are so cool! More of a classic rock guy, but I believe this β€˜un would have done super well in the 70’s.
Looks as if the "author" of lyrics presented could use some experience on UKA, (typo: Then vs Than).

Greg πŸ™‚


stormwolf on 26-01-2013
Acrostic-Betrayal
Yah Greg! You always bring a smile to my chops. πŸ˜‰
Super words nicely displayed. Love Marley!
Alison x

Author's Reply:
And always glad to do so as you reciprocate so well...

Thanks, Alison!

Greg πŸ™‚

Kat on 26-01-2013
Acrostic-Betrayal
Loved your acrostic and Love Bob! In fact, I have to put him on now as I couldn't listen to the content here as I'm in Germany (publishing rights not permitted or something).

Kat x

Author's Reply:
Aye! I understand that internet has been deemed as a necessity in the court system there. I remember in the latter 70's/early 80's that a computer could cost upwards of $10,000 loaded with three megs of ram and running off floppy. You can build one today that has more computing power than the Dept. of defense and NASA combined in that day for less than $500.

Thanks, Kat!

Greg πŸ™‚

Mikeverdi on 26-01-2013
Acrostic-Betrayal
Brilliant Greg, just plain brilliant! I agree you just have to love Marley. Mike

Author's Reply:
Aye, my friend!
I caution people not to be too proud as you are only what people perceive you to be. If I’m brilliant but for a day, I’ll savor it and thank you for making me so...

Greg πŸ™‚

Andrea on 27-01-2013
Acrostic-Betrayal
It's not exactly etiquette as such, but large pics like that do tend to push other people's subs down the page, where they're less likely to be read πŸ™‚

Ta for the vid!

Author's Reply:
Aye! Never one to stand in the way of progress.

I also tell people that their lives change daily through experiences and interaction with others, (Principle of change-All things change). Thank-you for changing my life in a positive way.

Greg πŸ™‚

ValDohren on 27-01-2013
Acrostic-Betrayal
Great acrostic Greg, much wisdom therein.
Val πŸ™‚

Author's Reply:
Aye! Dunno about wisdom so much as voice of experience in what works for me...

I'll take it and run, though.

Thanks, Val!

Greg πŸ™‚

Ionicus on 27-01-2013
Acrostic-Betrayal
Nice acrostic poem, Greg. Are the figures in the background supposed to be Jesus and Judas?

Author's Reply:
Aye, it is!
My message to the betrayed is much like what Jesus did...move on. Since we're still stuck in this life, we may as well live it to the fullest possible. To trust again is to have confidence and courage.

Thanks, Luigi!

Greg πŸ™‚


Innocence Lost (posted on: 04-01-13)
I brought this back due to a recent story regarding child pornography on the internet. Written to honor and give a voice to foreign exchange students in the news, (March, 2012), who have been abused by perverts posing as "sponsors", but applies in many other situations as well. While the lines about clean records and applications aren't necessarily true as proper checks simply weren't always done, the victims were assured that they would be going to a healthy environment which had been verified and deemed as such. There were actually multiple occasions where a young person was being sent to live with a convicted murderer.

Photobucket I trusted you because they said I should. Your record was clear, application clean. It said you encouraged my best, or so it would seem. Leaving my family, I came to your home, putting myself to test. Smiling… as you approached my bed, wishing me sweet dreams, you covered my mouth to muffle my screams. As I lay here sobbing, Wondering… Why this had to be, you stole my innocence, and rewrote my life, not caring or considering if you ruined me. I'll not give up. I'll show I'm strong. It's you who are bad. I've done nothing wrong.
Archived comments for Innocence Lost
ifyouplease on 04-01-2013
Innocence Lost
"you rewrote my life"

so true. the photo is a bit disturbing, don't know if it helps the poem at all. maybe something clearly artistic? my other account here as artisus has a photo about child molestation. it's a subject i couldn't feel more strongly about.

we must never forget this is our biggest responsibility, protect the children. (and there is no cure for pedophiles)

Author's Reply:
No artistic value at all...purely for shock value. Been up all night thinking about "life issues". This is clearly one that cannot go unforgotten. I bill myself as "the man of hope" because it has gotten me through much in my life and try to reach for the best it has to offer each day. It's very difficult at times when you see others who seem to have none.

Thanks!

Greg

deed on 04-01-2013
Innocence Lost
They are always looking for opportunities. They befriend the victim first so that he/she feels bad and even guilty about the whole thing. A disturbing poem. Thanks for pointing out this atrocity.

Author's Reply:
Was disturbing to write and surely the same to read. We have many issues regarding the way people are treated that we need to work out. I'd put this at the top of the list. Below is a link to the poem Alison, (Stormwolf), wrote for the young medical student in India who was gang raped, beaten, and subsequently killed.

Thanks!

Greg


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karen123 on 04-01-2013
Innocence Lost
From experience one of the hardest lessons for a survivor to learn is that they were not to blame for what happened
Thankyou for your poem and care

Author's Reply:
Thank you, Karen!

I've personally known, (know), such victims and met some through my writing, which made it an easy write as far as describing the feelings. I know it's pretty graphic, but felt it necessary to get the point across to those who haven't been touched by such an event.

Greg πŸ™‚

franciman on 04-01-2013
Innocence Lost
Greg, you have given a voice to the speechless. The fact that your verse is unembellished and spare, simply adds to its veracity. The last stanza leaves us with a shred of hope for the future of these children.
Brave and necessary and brilliantly stated understatement. Bravo my friend.
Jim

Author's Reply:
Yes Jim, simple language fits this best, IMO. No coloring necessary as the reality of it is all that's required to make my point and hopefully absolve victims of any guilt they may harbor. I must add that your skillful and thoughtfully crafted comments always seem to make my attempts look better than they really are.

Thank-you my friend,

Greg πŸ™‚

Mikeverdi on 04-01-2013
Innocence Lost
This was the story of a stepdaughter I had in my second marriage, it was the next door babysitter that was the culprit. It took place well before I arrived and took another ten years of rehab to come out. Your write was so good I had to control myself as the memories came flooding back. Well done Greg, Its not just the one person that is affected, its a life sentence for the whole family; like addiction. Mike

Author's Reply:
Mike,

Tears came to my eyes as I read your response. I pray for the comfort of all in your family. I wrote this as a hope that if victims saw it, they could know that they weren't to blame. For some reason, I wasn't considering the healing of the rest of the family. Gonna look again and hopefully find a way to include them. I know it's kind of a shocking piece, but victims aren't as shocked as "reminded". That's the caveat on writing about this issue. It's my hope that I've done a good thing, not bad.

Greg

stormwolf on 05-01-2013
Innocence Lost
Well done Greg. I thought the pic was actually extremely good, too good, showing the poor mite in such defensive mode.
Child abuse is the very worst crime that anybody can commit in my view and the consequences as I have spoken about many times, are so dire they actually affect the soul.

I have come across many in my work as a healer and it seems to 'open the door' to things too dreadful to even go into here.

I wish every child had the courage to state what it says in the poem but thank God people are more able to discuss it now and if there is a hell, it surely will be full of those who betray a child's trust.

Alison x

Author's Reply:
Thank-you, Alison! Mike sent me a heartfelt P.M. as well. Worrying seems to be what I do best. Maybe I need to talk to a career counselor and see if there's an occupational fit, lol.

Aye! To muster courage, they must feel absolved of guilt and shame. That's where all of us come in. We need to say loud, proud, and clear that while abuse is despicable and cowardly, the victim is just that...a victim that was indeed powerless. Telling someone who can help will give them the power to make it right and the shame belongs to the perpetrator.

Greg

orangedream on 05-01-2013
Innocence Lost
A brave, and skilfull write, Greg, and I can only echo what has already been said.

Tina

Author's Reply:
Thanks Tina!
I recall once years ago that I was kicking around the idea of writing a book about a boy who ran away from home and ended up getting pimped out, (as a deterrent to teens who may try such). Someone asked me if that was actually a story about me. While I could tell from the grin on his face that he was joking, I took great offense that someone would joke about something like that. I realized then that this hasn't actually touched everyone and was grateful, but also discovered that too many people lack proper empathy.

Greg

butters on 06-01-2013
Innocence Lost
these crimes breed in the darkness of secrecy, and protected by the unwillingness to speak out of those who should.



the phrase that struck me most in this was "rewrote my life" - it's fresh enough to my eyes to stand out and apt enough to make me understand its meaning here.



I would, however, have preferred if you had avoided the clichΓ© of the "stolen innocence". perhaps it's a case of having read so many writes on this topic that this particular phrase has become so overused in my mind - it seems to be a favourite go-to for authors.



personally, i don't feel the picture lends anything to this, greg, but liked the positive note this ends on. this battle will always go on so long as the paedophile believes they can get away with their crimes.

Author's Reply:
Darkness of secrecy is what they, (perps.), rely on...more and more are learning to come forward because the public is telling them that there is no shame on their part. That's what I'm attempting here.

Aye! Know so many victims that I'm positive I had that right, (rewrote).

The title came from another site where you have to write to a given title. It held #1 spot for months and plummeted to #15 behind less graphic pieces, (on a user-rated site which is heavily populated with people of "Christian" values). I may change it here...or not. Still in deciding mode.

The picture was for the purpose stated above and has mixed reviews. I'm going to take that as a good thing all-in-all, as I at least know you'll remember it.

It's well known that sentences aren't deterrents, but threat of discovery is. That's one of the many things wrong with our system. To deter a crime, we must teach every child to be vigilant and raise them in a manner that they can always use their voice knowing that we listen.

Thanks!

Greg

thehaven on 06-01-2013
Innocence Lost
I was gang raped when I was 5 years old. I am now 66 but carry the mental scars still.It ruined my life,the perpatrators got away with it.Things were different then.Brilliant poem

Author's Reply:
I've been going through many life trials lately and it doesn't seem to take much to make me feel anger and despair, (though I do keep it properly to myself). Your brave response brought a new wave of tears to my eyes, but I'm thankful that I won't be doing so for fifty-one more years. Probably more like forty-nine if my luck holds out...
I much appreciate your kind response on my attempt and pray that your scars are covered with tender kisses of real love.

Greg πŸ™‚

Savvi on 06-01-2013
Innocence Lost
The simplicity of this piece packs a very sad punch, well written and quite haunting, the pic does add shock value and makes my skin crawl. S

Author's Reply:
When I was searching for the appropriate picture to accompany this piece I was shocked when I found this one. My reaction was exactly the same and can actually remember saying in my mind, loud enough to be heard, those very words.
Thank-you for your kindness, and I hope to make a difference if but to one.

Greg πŸ™‚

Corin on 07-01-2013
Innocence Lost
This is a subject that I find very difficult, you put it very strongly.

A a humanist I think that humans are fundamentally good but the persistence and ubiquity of this kind of behaviour is so difficult to explain. I know that many abusers have been abused themselves - the sins of the fathers being visited upon the children even to the third or fourth generation perhaps? Even so it is so hard to explain and as many victims are girls but the perpetrators tend to be men that explanation does not seem to wash really. Since all men have a simple way to relieve sexual tension it seems to imply that the real motive for these abominations is not basically sexual, that perhaps like rape it is an assertion of power or an attempt by inadequate individuals to assert some significance. Whatever the victims are often profoundly affected.

Dave

Author's Reply:
Aye, Dave!
Thanks for pointing that out. I too believe that mankind is good, but also believe too many good people are afraid of standing up for what's right. That's why things appear to change for the better, but very slowly. I was abused verbally and physically as a child and was determined to break the cycle. I did and held the responsible party accountable when I was old enough to do so. I've also seen many more articles in the news lately where women are perps. One just the other day. Whatever the reason, it's a crime committed by an individual who is sick in the mind. They need help and removal from mainstream society. In the meanwhile, I pray that victims can feel comfortable enough to come forward and let healing/accountability begin.

Greg πŸ™‚


Knocking (posted on: 10-12-12)
How long should you wait when knocking at the door of a heart?

Through a steel door that she left ajar, she asks, ''What do you want?'' In a whisper hoarse from tears, I reply, ''May I come in?'' My pleas go unheard as I refuse to intrude past the invisible chains. Instinct tells me to knock gently and wait… The silence is deafening and my soul is hungry for a meaning. Am I to turn away and try another door, or do I wait for no answer to come?
Archived comments for Knocking
ifyouplease on 10-12-2012
Knocking
to wait or not to wait, nicely written Gregorie.

Author's Reply:
Aye!

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

Andrea on 10-12-2012
Knocking
Me, I'd try another door...

Author's Reply:
Aye! Door #3 looks so very inviting.

Thanks Andrea!

Greg πŸ™‚

butters on 10-12-2012
Knocking
quietly dignified and full of feeling. nice write, Tex

Author's Reply:
Aye, Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

ValDohren on 10-12-2012
Knocking
Wait for a warm draught - if there isn't one, walk away. Lovely and meaningful Greg, like very much.

Author's Reply:
Aye! Will wait and see if there is one...

Thanks Val!

Greg πŸ™‚

amman on 11-12-2012
Knocking
This has a nice feel to it Greg. As for the sentiments; barge in and (possibly) get rebuffed or suffer in silence. I, too, would be tempted to go door knocking.
Cheers.

Author's Reply:
Aye, Tony!

Door number three looks inviting...

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

Ionicus on 11-12-2012
Knocking
Be tough, Greg, leave her standing at the door. She'll soon regret the opportunity lost. If you have other doors to knock on, don' waste your time on empty promises.
Cheers.


Author's Reply:
Aye! Has entered the mind, but is a sieve. πŸ˜‰

Thanks Luigi!

Greg πŸ™‚

Bozzz on 11-12-2012
Knocking
Hi Greg,
I'd try answering the lady's question. She might surprise you - you never know how she slept last night - or do you? Good tense write. ...Bozzz


Author's Reply:
If I knew how she slept, I wouldn't be writing the poem, lol.

Thanks Bozzz!

Greg πŸ™‚

Savvi on 11-12-2012
Knocking
You capture this age old dilema very well and the sensitivity is warming. Thanks for the read

If it were me I'd find a key and if I couldn't find a key I'd find the key maker. If I couldnt find the key maker. I'd blow the bloody door off.



Author's Reply:
LOL!-Thanks for the advice that could impart a little zest to this piece, but it must be opened from inside.

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

cooky on 12-12-2012
Knocking
Very deep, To wait is to be a fisherman. The outcome uncertain. Happiness is a strange ghost which we glimpse only now and then.

Author's Reply:
Aye, my friend!

Certainty is for actuaries and involves numerous volumes of data to stay ahead of the curve. No such luck here. I'm happy now as I love myself the way I should and make the best of each day, so happiness is no ghost to me. I just want to share it.

Thanks Steven!

Greg πŸ™‚

Mikeverdi on 12-12-2012
Knocking
Great read Greg, Kick the bloody door down or move on! Mike

Author's Reply:
Lol, Mike! She might be standing behind it, so that would be no good. *pulls up chair*

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚


Dream Girl (posted on: 07-12-12)
This is a previously posted piece that I thought was worth bringing back to share... Photobucket

Standing before me, acumen sought: Fantasy realized, development, not. Stardust eyes, soft chocolate curls, laughter with its own accent, smile of thirty-two pearls. Lips of silky petals, to kiss my troubles away, lifting the spirit once again, not to go astray. Whispering a promise never to leave as long as my eyes were closed, her voice warmed me deep within and touched my very soul. I took her hand so she would see I wanted to keep her close to me. She faded in an instant as the rooster crowed, which gave me such a fright. How I long to be with her, again, as I dream tonight.
Archived comments for Dream Girl
amman on 07-12-2012
Dream Girl
Sweet dreams are made of this..you old romantic, Greg. Thanks for bringing back this sweet and well constructed ode.

Cheers.

Author's Reply:
Aye, my friend! Dreams are just that and you must eventually wake up. Some are so real and embedded that you're afraid to lose them, some you can't wait to forget.

Thanks, Tony!

Greg πŸ™‚

stormwolf on 07-12-2012
Dream Girl
I hate when that happens! You are a real romantic Greg. It comes over in your poetry. Nice pic too.

Alison x

Author's Reply:
Aye, Alison. Incurable, it seems. I can think of worse things though. To whomever nominated it, I'm honored and hope such a dream lives for all.

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

Mikeverdi on 07-12-2012
Dream Girl
It's beautiful Greg, thanks for sharing it with us. Mike

Author's Reply:
Many thanks, Mike! I'm privileged to be able to do so, and appreciate your sentiments as they were my goal.

Greg πŸ™‚

franciman on 07-12-2012
Dream Girl
Hi Greg,
I agree with Mike there is real beauty here, and such a great voice.
cheers,
Jim

Author's Reply:
Thanks, Jim! Glad that you, too, noticed the voice. I don't know if I could have done so purposely. Though best to write these from the inside-out, it's perilous. I try to wait till I go from incessant need to pen it, to washed over with nothing left.

Greg πŸ™‚

ValDohren on 07-12-2012
Dream Girl
Beautiful writing Greg, romantic indeed. Keep on dreaming, it may come true one day.

Val

Author's Reply:
Aye, Val. Almost as if I could dream it with my eyes open. πŸ˜‰

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

Andrea on 07-12-2012
Dream Girl
Glad you re-posted this, Greg, it's lovely and very visual.

Author's Reply:
Thanks Andrea! I was thinking the same thing, but not the poem. πŸ˜‰

Greg πŸ™‚

peg on 07-12-2012
Dream Girl
Being new here i haven't had the pleasure of reading this before. I just love a love poem and this is a dream of a write...sensuous !...Maggie

Author's Reply:
Aye Maggie! Sensuous indeed.

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

Ionicus on 08-12-2012
Dream Girl
You sure were wise in re-posting this Greg, a nice romantic piece not to be missed. Congratulations on the nomination.

Author's Reply:
Thanks Luigi!

Aye, it was satisfying enough that it was appreciated writing, but things like the nom. give me hope that this sort of dream might live in the mind of others.

Greg πŸ™‚

ifyouplease on 09-12-2012
Dream Girl
a warm and pleasant read.

Author's Reply:
Aye! It warms me deep within. πŸ˜‰

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

Slovitt on 09-12-2012
Dream Girl
greg: yes, "laughter with its own accent". swep

Author's Reply:
Aye! The most beautiful lilt to it...could almost set it to music.

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

Miel on 09-12-2012
Dream Girl
A great read.. Enjoyed this dreamy romantic piece

Author's Reply:
For another to share such a dream gives me hope for mankind.

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚


You are... (posted on: 30-11-12)
Revised 12/1/2012 Becoming a balanced person takes effort and willingness to go outside your comfort zone...

Photobucket You are what you eat or so that's what they preach. Balance is the approach that seems to fit best. Lucky for you, it includes plenty of rest. Pick up your feet and get some exercise. It'll make you look good in another's eyes. Don't forget you're also what you read. For if you don't, your brain will never seed. But by consuming only one take your mind will never be awake. So look on the other side of the fence and you won't live in ignorance and suspense.
Archived comments for You are...
stormwolf on 30-11-2012
You are...
He he liked the pic, made me smile and the sentiments of the poem are bang on.

Alison x

Author's Reply:
Lol, thanks Alison! Aye, the rythmn jerks ya about a wee bit but I liked the message. May work on it later as time provides opportunity. Suggestions are most welcome as always...



Greg πŸ™‚

Ionicus on 30-11-2012
You are...
I know what you mean Greg. It is the same advice I hear from my wife who says that everything she suggests is good for me.

Author's Reply:
Luigi, I've bumped my head a couple of times, but never hard enough to argue that point with your wife. πŸ˜‰

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

Mikeverdi on 30-11-2012
You are...
Great advice and a good read. Mike

Author's Reply:
Aye, thanks Mike!

I thought so. I see people do the strangest things for self-improvement, but they always seem to gravitate to one end of a spectrum making it unhealthy for 'em. We people can be "strange birds", if you will.

Greg πŸ™‚

franciman on 30-11-2012
You are...
Spot on Greg. I can hear the voice of my own dear Gorgon urging me to accept that she knows what's best for me. I prefer Falstaff:- Fat, drink and be merry for tomorrow you may be sunk below the poverty line!
Love the subliminal message verse.
cheers,
Jim

Author's Reply:
Aye, thanks Jim! I'd say it gives argument that drinking alone doesn't necessarily mean you have a problem then, eh?

Greg πŸ™‚

peg on 30-11-2012
You are...
Ha ha love the picture ! Balance in everything sounds good advice, but sometimes it gets boring..lol...good read...Maggie

Author's Reply:
Aye, Maggie! There's always the exception and "special occasion"...and habit, and...

LOL-Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

Corin on 01-12-2012
You are...
I am a balanced person
It must be what I eat
All that fruit and veg and pasta
Go straight down to my feet.

The fish and meat and eggs
Build up my ear canals and brain
Baked potatoes make good ballast
So I won't fall down again.

I have started tight rope walking
And I was doing very well,
So I decided to improve my mind
And that was when I fell.

Reading books of every kind
As I walked around the town
Kept me intellectually balanced
Until I fell right down.

David




Author's Reply:
Hehe David!

Aye, It appears you've been watching me. Hard to put down a good book...

Good Stuff!

Greg πŸ™‚

butters on 01-12-2012
You are...
I like this one, Tex, and I'll tell you why: although it could benefit from some tweaking, it has a surety of voice about it. It displays the very balance it speaks of, using the set of 6 rhyming couplets - and by adding that dimension so often forgotten about when discussing what keeps a person healthy - what they ingest via books/other media. The message is clear, and one most will buy into without any argument - which means you're managing to engage your readers without looking as if you're trying πŸ˜€



Author's Reply:
Lol, ya make me blush!

Aye, Found that books are more fun than them movin' picture shows...

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

cooky on 01-12-2012
You are...
Seems a good recipe for life. Someone should tell the world. I like this.

Author's Reply:
Aye, Steven!

If we can just get the world tuned in to UKA we'll have it made. Might hafta clone Andrea so she'd have some help with the extra load, but she'd most likely take exception to it. πŸ˜‰

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

Sooz on 02-12-2012
You are...
Very sound advice to one who spends a good portion of life on one crash diet or another. Enjoyed this, thank you.

Author's Reply:
Aye! the ole "crash and burn"...I've obviously been there and have demonstrated that it works, but it takes a heavy toll on the body. Not worth it, IMO.

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

ValDohren on 02-12-2012
You are...
They do say we are what we eat, don't they - my hubby loves chips, does that make him a chip? Love the pic.

Val

Author's Reply:
Hehe-Worry not, Val. I believe that's what keeps him "chipper' fer ya!

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

amman on 05-12-2012
You are...
Nice one Greg. Like the put down of those that would preach.
Good photo of you too!!
Cheers my friend.

Author's Reply:
Aye, Tony! Didn't really mean it that way, but guess one could read it if they wish. Was gonna use "teach", but the other just sounded to enforce better as if spoken by one who cares. We don't have to go crazy and "all out" on ingesting healthy things, but all-in-all, should at least be cognizant. Yes, my best photo yet, IMO-LOL.

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

amman on 06-12-2012
You are...
Hi Texas. Had another look at this and really like the positivity of eschewing a balanced outlook. Must read more carefully in future. Bit worried about those creases on your forehead tho'!!
Cheers.

Author's Reply:
Lol, no worries Tony. The creases on my forehead are from my ass, if you get my meaning. You're in good company.

Greg πŸ™‚

Andrea on 06-12-2012
You are...
Good one, Greg - I'm a salad, then πŸ™‚ Great pic...

Author's Reply:
Aye! Then I'm a pie. mmm...pie.

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Thanks Andrea! Oh-hope you enjoyed yer time off. I can only imagine the need for it.

Greg πŸ™‚


Suffrage of Fate (posted on: 26-11-12)
This poem started out as wordplay for me one day, but has evolved into a personal meaning. As you read the lines, you can make your own of it as it has many possibilities. Letting go of something, (someone), that you hold fast in your heart is the most difficult task imaginable and can rival the grief of death. You have the privilege of being able to at least know that death is non-negotiable. All of God’s creation is unique with its own needs.

Photobucket Thunderstruck gloom yielded to first blush. Fingers of fog swirling, ebbed into light. Weathered, but not worn, Robin appeared to me just out of reach. For being wise, she did not trust. Beautifully and pleasantly, she sang to me. I rewarded her with all I could accord, for she gave me great joy. Still wanting, she left me solitary with but her memory. Her fate is my misery and I pray she sings for another...
Archived comments for Suffrage of Fate
Andrea on 26-11-2012
Suffrage of Fate
Beautiful, evocative words, Greg, and lovely photo too (although it might have been better if you posted it on top of the pome rather than in the description box, as it's rather large :))

Delighted you're back!

Author's Reply:
Thanks Andrea! Done and done. Both resized and placed at top of poem.

Greg πŸ™‚

Mikeverdi on 26-11-2012
Suffrage of Fate
simply stunning Greg. Mike

Author's Reply:
Ya make me blush, my friend.

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

stormwolf on 26-11-2012
Suffrage of Fate
My how you have honed your work and progressed Greg. This is lovely, well deserving of the nib and the pic is great too. The love comes through strongly which really speaks for the poem (and you ;-( )

Alison x

Author's Reply:
My heartfelt thanks to you on all counts, Alison. There comes a time that everyone must let go. It happens several times in a lifetime for various reasons and you just never seem to get it down to "easy". The mark of true love is in letting go when it's in the best interests of another.

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Greg πŸ™‚

ValDohren on 26-11-2012
Suffrage of Fate
Beautifully written Greg - love the Robin theme (being a bird lover), great metaphor.

Val

Author's Reply:
Thanks Val! Aye, have known "Robins" and dated one a while back for a short time. This particular one kinda reminded me of the real thing and so I "released" her quickly. It was then that I began my wordplay.

Greg πŸ™‚

peg on 26-11-2012
Suffrage of Fate
I love the robin metaphor too...full of feeling, a really lovely poem...Maggie

Author's Reply:
Thanks Maggie! Has much more feeling in it now than when I originally wrote it. Meant for it to contain such, but didn't realize that it would be so one day.

Greg πŸ™‚

Ionicus on 26-11-2012
Suffrage of Fate
A good one, Greg, very evocative and romantic.

Author's Reply:
Coming from you Luigi, I'll bury that 'un for posterity!

Greg πŸ™‚

butters on 26-11-2012
Suffrage of Fate
the picture absolutely suits the written piece, TG - and as Andrea suggests, would have made a great background for text. The words combined with the picture create an embodiment of wistful longing, gentle, with a lingering otherness the world of mists and fogs creates.

Author's Reply:
Aye! Done and done. Not an easy posting with clouded mind and foreign objects in my eyes. πŸ˜‰

Greg πŸ™‚

Andrea on 26-11-2012
Suffrage of Fate
Greg, you're a diamond geezer and no mistake πŸ™‚

Author's Reply:
And you're the wonderful moment of my day, Andrea! We all need that from time-to-time...


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amman on 27-11-2012
Suffrage of Fate
Nice metaphorical poem Greg and the picture is perfect for the atmosphere the words evoke. Good stuff.
Cheers.

Author's Reply:
Thanks, my friend!

Some sunshine for you...

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cooky on 27-11-2012
Suffrage of Fate
I have a similar relationship with a squirrel which I feed every day. A simple pleasure that money cannot buy. I often think that there should be another commandment "Thou shall not hurt the earth".

Author's Reply:
Aye! Squirrels hide their loot in so many places that they lose much of it due to lack of memory. Knew someone like that once...food fer a poem? πŸ˜‰

Greg πŸ™‚

jay12 on 27-11-2012
Suffrage of Fate
When poems are this good I'm reminded how I'm not a poet at all. I wish I could write poetry like this. Superb.

Author's Reply:
Ya make me blush Jay! I know for fact that you're more than capable. Maybe like me, you just need someone to stir your inner-being.

Greg πŸ™‚

franciman on 29-11-2012
Suffrage of Fate
Hi Greg,
Why did it take me so long to read this? The love and the longing in this beautiful metaphor makes the reader smile through tears. I realise it runs against the grain; but whilst I agree it is a great photograph, it detracts from the real artistry in your work. you've painted the scene, mate. you don't need photographic help. Surely a must for the Anthology, I will certainly nominate it.
cheers,
Jim

Author's Reply:
Jim,

Just got back from taking my sister home from hospital and ended up bringing her back to my house with me. It's been a long week and longer day. Checked my mail and saw this...Ya not only made me slightly blushed by your kind words, but really gave my week a shot in the arm. Makes me feel best, of course, when I see people as moved as when I read some of their stuff.

Thank you, my friend.

Greg πŸ™‚

franciman on 29-11-2012
Suffrage of Fate
Just noticed the category tag. This isn't romance, this is poetry. Real Poetry!

Author's Reply:
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Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

ChairmanWow on 30-11-2012
Suffrage of Fate
Hey TexasBro this one is a peach. Congrats on the nom, it's well deserved. Had to add to my fav list.

Ralph

Author's Reply:
I see that, ArizonaBro! Am most honored and hope that this poem doesn't give you a personal meaning anytime soon. I know your daughter is growing up on you quickly.
Been super busy this week and hope to get to your sub as soon as I can. Way past bedtime now, but wanted to thank everyone. I belong to another site that bills itself as "A supportive community of writers", which is absolutely nothing compared to the people here.

BTW-I've seen in comments on your subs that you really like your job on the reservation. I recall that you said there are wild horses abounding...that's something I'd like to have some pics. of. Would also be cool to log your adventures in biology for us. I'm sure it would be fascinating reading considering your creative side.

Greg πŸ™‚

Sooz on 02-12-2012
Suffrage of Fate
Gosh, you're popular. And I can see why, another great poem. I'm going through exactly that scenario at the moment, only I'm the one on the other side of the coin who feels trapped and wants to escape like a robin. Painful and your poem captures it beautifully.

Author's Reply:
Y'all are gonna give me a perpetual purple face over this 'un, thereby causing my demise at the hands of curious scientists.

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚


Book review: Trails, Trials, and Tears, by Lynda Arnold (posted on: 23-11-12)
Good thing book reviews are supposed to be subjective. I was given the honor and privilege of contributing to this as content editor. IMO, it's a super story and worth the read. Photobucket

Fascinated by true stories that depict characters who seem to step out of a good fiction novel, I found Trails, Trials, and Tears: The life and legacy of Texas Lil, (soon to be available at Amazon.com and Barns and Noble), to be just the ticket. Working at the elbow of her father and alongside some of the biggest names in Hollywood as a child, you'll witness how she was able to craft a niche for herself in the Texas tourism market. Unabashed by being a woman in a man's world, Lynda Arnold used self promotion and created the persona ''Texas Lil", (known as Lil by family and friends), to realize her lifelong vision of owning and running a real Texas dude ranch. Knowledge at the onset of this story that she loses her dream in the end disturbed me at first. I was quickly distracted by the chain of events that led her down the path in life and found myself eagerly reading to find the reasoning behind her demise. Returning to rural life of living in a farm house and riding a school bus after being chauffeured, living next door to Bob Burns, and going to the movies with Natalie Wood proved challenging to a seventh grader. It may have brought her back to earth, but never deterred her from thinking big. As the author chronicles her life you'll see how she grows up, discovers sexuality, explores and discards matrimony, lifts herself from poverty to prominence, and returns to the ranks of common citizen with a mission. Lil's faith in God to provide guidance and sustenance may have eluded her so far, but I wouldn't call my bookie on the bet just yet. Clearly on the ropes, I detect a surge of willpower to finish the fight. You'll be introduced to Josι Silva, a groundbreaker in the 70s self-help movement who influenced Lil in her pursuit of self prophesy, and notorious mass murderer T. Cullen Davis who entered her life in the most personal of ways. From Senators to the homeless, she describes her wild adventures with them as only she can. Though written as a memoir and autobiography, one will be caught up in anecdotal moments, stories of spousal abuses, triumphs and failures that beset the bold, and atrocities at the hands of our system and those entrusted with it. If you're anything like me, this book will remind you that innocence can reside in the most experienced of mind, and leave you feeling a sense of duty to call for change.
Archived comments for Book review: Trails, Trials, and Tears, by Lynda Arnold
amman on 23-11-2012
Book review: Trails, Trials, and Tears, by Lynda Arnold
Interesting story of Texas Lil's latter day trials and tribulations, Greg. A cogent and well written review. Nice to see you back.
Cheers.

Author's Reply:
Thanks, my friend. At the looks of Andrea's comment, I appear to have done it correctly. I was actually given grief from an "editor" on another site for using first person in a piece of subjective nature. I had to send them, (the "editor"), articles on writing book reviews in first person. It seems that some people never step out of the classroom into the real world. I love this site and the people who make it a success.

BTW-The "editor" responded: "You will not be penalized". What is this world coming to? I don't know what they had in mind, but I think that site must be run from China. πŸ˜‰
Greg πŸ™‚

Andrea on 23-11-2012
Book review: Trails, Trials, and Tears, by Lynda Arnold
She sounds like a redoubtable and fascinating character. You've convinced me - I'll probably buy the book!

Author's Reply:
Thanks, Andrea.

I was very nervous working on this project as I had to preserve her "flavor" throughout the process. She was happy in the end, which gives me relief. I can guarantee you a signed copy if you would like one.

Greg πŸ™‚

japanesewind on 24-11-2012
Book review: Trails, Trials, and Tears, by Lynda Arnold
sounds very interesting, good write up.....David

Author's Reply:
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Thanks much! I appreciate the fact that you did not penalize me. πŸ˜‰

Greg πŸ™‚

Ionicus on 24-11-2012
Book review: Trails, Trials, and Tears, by Lynda Arnold
Greg, your review has made this formidable lady come alive.
Her memoirs sound fascinating and she must have appreciated
your approbation.

Author's Reply:
Aye, made me blush, too. As you read the book, (my hope), one would see why I am grateful to have been part.

Thanks Luigi!

Greg πŸ™‚

Sooz on 02-12-2012
Book review: Trails, Trials, and Tears, by Lynda Arnold
Despite loathing 'Poor Abused me' books (even after writing eleven of them myself) you've made me want to read this ... and if that isn't the mark of a good review, I don't know what is.

Author's Reply:
Aye! Got me curious...what are the titles? I enjoyed working on this immensely and consider myself so fortunate to have been in the right place at the right time.
This is a super read, IMO. A Texan wouldn’t lie to ya, but as Jim, (Franciman), may point out, I’ll β€œspin sugar outta shit”. Can’t be that bad then, eh? Hehe.
Final note: Don't take my last the wrong way. It's all true, but I hopefully gave it a bit of "life" at editing.
Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚


The Legend of Texas Lil (posted on: 19-11-12)
Photobucket Coming soon: Review on Lynda Arnold's, (Texas Lil), upcoming book-Trails, Trials, and Tears: The life and legacy of Texas Lil.

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Archived comments for The Legend of Texas Lil
Ionicus on 19-11-2012
The Legend of Texas Lil
I don't know much about her, Greg, but from the little I have read she seems a formidable character.
Cheers.

Luigi

Author's Reply:
Aye! I like to think unrelenting and strong, yet soft as satin in heart.

Thanks,

Greg πŸ™‚

Andrea on 19-11-2012
The Legend of Texas Lil
Blimey, sounds good to me! Found some info here:

Texas Lil

Author's Reply:
Aye! That just gives you a little taste. You could never put her life in a can as it would burst at the seams.

Thanks,

Greg πŸ™‚

stormwolf on 19-11-2012
The Legend of Texas Lil
Great intro Greg.
She looks a charachter and from what I have read she sure was. Love those who refuse to just lie down and be quiet.

Alison x

Author's Reply:

stormwolf on 19-11-2012
The Legend of Texas Lil
Great intro Greg.
She looks a charachter and from what I have read she sure was. Love those who refuse to just lie down and be quiet.

Alison x

Author's Reply:
Aye, Alison...still is. Lil's 71 now and kickin' like a bronc. This book was good for her to regain some of her stolen sense of worth and pride.

Thanks,

Greg πŸ™‚

orangedream on 19-11-2012
The Legend of Texas Lil
Eye catching to say the very least, Greg;-) Nice one.

Tina

Author's Reply:
Aye! Was for her, but it's a good way to introduce her before I write my book review.

Greg πŸ™‚

ValDohren on 19-11-2012
The Legend of Texas Lil
She looks like a robust woman !! Great piece Greg, I think it should read "stream" rather than "streams" - goes better with "dream."

Val

Author's Reply:
Naw...Hills and streams.

You have her pegged. Things she's been through would kill a lesser person.

Thanks,

Greg πŸ™‚

butters on 20-11-2012
The Legend of Texas Lil
as big and bold as Texas! right or wrong, she's certainly a woman of great character and I imagine her book would make interesting reading.

Author's Reply:
Thanks! Aye...and A character to boot, lol. Have a review of the book in next posting to give you more info.

Greg πŸ™‚

cooky on 20-11-2012
The Legend of Texas Lil
welcome home.

Author's Reply:
Thank-you, my friend.

Greg πŸ™‚

Andrea on 21-11-2012
The Legend of Texas Lil
I found an interesting article about her --> Gumption-Keeps-Texas-Lil-Swimming-Upstream

Author's Reply:
Aye! Sorry for the late reply, Andrea. More will be explained in my review which should make next posting.

Greg πŸ™‚


Hope Blooms (posted on: 28-09-12)
Photobucket As a man of hope, I don't know why I haven't written this yet. I'd also like to thank Tony, (Amman), and Alison, (Stormwolf), for pre-pub crit and suggestions. Photobucket Your help was unselfish and gives me hope that more folks will mentor each other here. Photobucket

The death of hope means no beginnings or end in sight for despair. A void is all that remains between. The light which was distant is gone and you're thrashing about in the dark. Hiding from shadows that haunt, you hear voices of the past laugh that you ever believed at all. Those you had faith in sneer with contempt at your effort to hold onto that last thread as it slips from your fingers to the bottomless abyss below. Lost forever and no hope in sight, you slip into the comfort of night's embrace. Like a womb, no more thoughts, no more tears. The emptiness is welcoming to a shattered heart and soul deprived of joys. Until... one day as you raise your eyes and see a glint of promise bloom- Photobucket As you watch it unfold, it's clear to see that hope merely fades to spring forth anew, if only you lift your eyes.
Archived comments for Hope Blooms
Weefatfella on 28-09-2012
Hope Blooms
Aye Greg I Live in Scotland if I lift my eyes all I get is rain in them.


Hope is the thing with feathers


That perches in the soul


And sings the tune without the words


And never stops at all.



A very touching write Greg.


I always feel out of my depth with emotion, better to jist hae a laugh and haud yir chin up. If yie don't yi'll never see the solution. Keep happy Greg, Weefatfella (Duke).





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Author's Reply:
Aye- You did it, Duke! Figured the picture thing out with zest, eh? Yes, that's exactly what I do. Laughter is the best medicine. Not opposed to a chuckle, chortle or snort either.

Greg πŸ™‚

Mikeverdi on 28-09-2012
Hope Blooms
We all need hope from time to time, some more than others. Great read and I love the pic's.

Author's Reply:
Aye! Try to keep some vacuum packed and freeze dried at all times, (never pickle it as I tried that last night and just have a headache now-;) ), 'cause ya never know when it's needed.

Seriously though,

Thanks Mike!

Greg πŸ™‚

franciman on 28-09-2012
Hope Blooms
Hi Greg,

This has a real stark beauty to it. you start by scouring away pretence but end up scraping away despair instead.
Although this is written with emotion, it also shows great technical skill.
As your mentor I should mention you are in danger of turning all pink and fluffy. (joking!!)
cheers,
Jim

Author's Reply:
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Aye Jim! Spent the night consulting with this little guy. Though he's enjoyable, I don't think pink and fluffy is my thing, LOL.
You speak truth as I look to everyone here, (including you), to help me grow. Not just in writing, either.

Thanks for your kind comments on my efforts!

Greg πŸ™‚

amman on 28-09-2012
Hope Blooms
An emotive look at hopelessness and despair to hopefulness and promise of new beginnings. I like the pic.of new growth as promise blooms; very apt.
Cheers.


Author's Reply:
Aye Tony, I thought the blooming flower was a cool touch. Glad it was appreciated.

Thanks, my friend!

Greg πŸ™‚

stormwolf on 28-09-2012
Hope Blooms
Firstly, LOVE the pic! and the small one half way down the poem is perfect.
I was happy to help. Amman has made several great suggestions to me in the past which I have acted on. That, to me, is what a writing site is all about, being open to crit and striving for excellence.

If all we do is leave nice remarks it turns into a 'vanity site' where there is no real growth or challenge.
I left my last site due to that so would hate to see it here.

Well done

Alison x

Author's Reply:
Aye Alison, I liken writing to any other art. Some people think they can sing to the chagrin of everyone around them, (can't carry a tune in a wheelbarrow myself, but I'm one of 'em). Still, they enjoy it and I just let 'em sing 'cause it makes 'em happy. Now if they ask me if I like their singing, I’ll tell 'em what I believe is lacking. I know that blatant errors, (and refusal to expand and grow), can glare and irritate the crap out of one and it sometimes feels personal when mentioned and not corrected. That's why I personally just point out that something may need a re-look or send a P.M. as they may be the type to be easily embarrassed. One thing I've always had issues within my personality is people take me for a smart-ass 'cause I always seem to know the answer, (or at least believe so), to the issue at hand and I guess the way I come across tells 'em they also should have known. You're an excellent writer who is self-critical and have innate abilities in this area. My personal hope for you is that you realize your own talents can be shared, not projected. All I have just said was aimed to lift you up and help put you in peace with yourself. I hope it was taken that way. Don't ever consider leaving the site due to actions, (or inactions), of others. I would have done so long ago if that were the case as my feelings have been stepped on many times. Good lord! I could just keep on, eh?
Anyway, I ask folks like you and Tony to take a look at my stuff from time-to-time when I believe that I'm close, but need a critical eye that's not as close to the sub. I'm grateful and hope that all find it in themselves to not only try to make a sub. their best, (writing for others to read has the responsibility to make it readable), but reach out sometimes and befriend someone by asking for help.

Greg πŸ™‚

ValDohren on 28-09-2012
Hope Blooms
A very beautiful write.

Author's Reply:
I thank thee kindly! So is Val your name? How would you like us to address you here?

Greg πŸ™‚

ValDohren on 28-09-2012
Hope Blooms
A very beautiful write.

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Ionicus on 29-09-2012
Hope Blooms
Greg, it is true that we can all learn from each other but with verses like these you hardly need a mentor.
Cheers,

Luigi

Author's Reply:
Aye, my friend! I felt that I had a good 'un goin' on, but needed to put my lyrics to song. The little changes were just what I needed to do so and your kind remark is the result of a combined effort. LOL, whilst I'm proud enough to say that I do fine on my own, caring and sharing people help me grow, (even when I don't use their advice). Had I saved my original for comparison, you would see. Maybe we can get Tony to post it here in comments to illustrate as he has it in a P.M. I used his comments for change, then posed the same question to Alison who again helped me refine to what you see now. Of course, I always end up doing things in my own flavor though. You too mentor me, but in silence through your work.

Greg πŸ™‚

Found the first draft!

The death of hope means no new beginnings
and yet no end in sight for despair.

The light at the end of the tunnel is gone
and you’re thrashing about in the dark.
Wildly shooting at shadows that haunt,
you hear voices of the past laugh
that you ever believed at all.

Faces you had faith in
sneer with contempt at your effort
to hold onto that last thread
as it slips from your fingers
to the bottomless abyss below.

Lost forever and no hope in sight
You slip into the comfort
of nights embrace.
Like a womb,
no more thoughts,
no more tears.
The emptiness is welcoming
to a shattered heart
and soul deprived of joys.

Until one day as you raise your eyes
and see a glint of promise bloom:

As you watch it unfold
It’s clear to see
that hope only fades
to spring forth new
if only you lift your eyes.

Corin on 29-09-2012
Hope Blooms
Yes very true Gregg, there is always hope - As Wordsworth wrote:-

The innocent brightness of a new-born Day
Is lovely yet;
The clouds that gather round the setting sun
Do take a sober colouring from an eye
That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality;
Another race hath been, and other palms are won.
Thanks to the human heart by which we live,
Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears,
To me the meanest flower that blows can give
Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.


Author's Reply:
To me the meanest flower that blows can give
Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.

Aye, my friend! Words to ponder...

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

roger303 on 29-09-2012
Hope Blooms
I hope I win the Lottery tonight.

God knows it's my turn!

A sad, emotive and brave piece Greg. When you write like this you're letting people in. Not easy for some.

Well done and thanks for sharing it.

Keep smilin'

Roger.

Author's Reply:
Aye! I don't fear letting people in 'cause those who know me understand that there's a pitbull inside if I'm taken advantage of, LOL. You can take a man outta the war, (of life), but the warrior remains to serve others and protect himself if abused.

I do hope you win! πŸ˜‰

Thanks Roger!

Greg πŸ™‚

Andrea on 29-09-2012
Hope Blooms
Aren't you guys great?

*goes all soppy*

Love the pome and boy! you're getting nifty with them images!

Author's Reply:
Hehe, thanks for all Andrea. Aye! The little smilies make me dizzy though...

Greg πŸ™‚

Capricorn on 03-10-2012
Hope Blooms
A truly beautiful read - loved the pitures too!
Eira

Author's Reply:
Aye! Them thar picture books are my favorite..
Hehe- Thanks much, Eira!

Greg πŸ™‚

Capricorn on 03-10-2012
Hope Blooms
A truly beautiful read - loved the pitures too!
Eira

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niece on 03-10-2012
Hope Blooms
Lovely thoughts and so so true...and a lovely poem, Greg...

Regds,
niece

Author's Reply:
Aye Niece! Don't need a key fob to find hope as it always seems to show up when needing it most.

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚


A Drop of Rain (posted on: 24-09-12)
Photobucket When vying for the attention of a good woman, you won’t be alone. Set yourself apart from the rest with your unique qualities and be true in your intent. You'll be more comfortable in your skin and it will be noticed on the right day, in the right way, by the one who is right for you.

I am but a drop of rain obscured by the river of those on a quest to quench her thirst. My only hope is in purity. That I may whet her palate for more...
Archived comments for A Drop of Rain
niece on 24-09-2012
A Drop of Rain
True indeed...short and so so sweet, Greg...like the lovely dewdrop in your picture...nice !!! πŸ™‚

Regds,
niece

Author's Reply:
Aye! A thought that has lingered in my head as I go about my day and decided it was time to put it down in writing. We are each unique and have much to offer. To embrace ourselves is to shine for the one who appreciates us. The purity lies in the eyes of the beholder and in your intent.

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

Weefatfella on 24-09-2012
A Drop of Rain
Be yourself in all things the truth will out. stunning wee observation Greg and so true. If you are chosen because of a lie, the lie will fester and smell. Enjoyed very thought provoking.
Weefatfella ( Duke).



Author's Reply:
Aye, Duke! Smart women know what they want in life. Your flaws can be overshadowed by an honest picture and emphasis on your character.

Thanks!

stormwolf on 24-09-2012
A Drop of Rain
Lovely and thoughtful....A good man can be hard to find, I hope she realizes that soon πŸ˜‰

Alison x

(and a hard man is good to find) lol πŸ˜‰

Author's Reply:
Hehe, I believe we all come in and go out that way, (response to last line), but it's just the natural way of things for men.

On the first...well, I hope such a woman would see that.

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

catherinec on 24-09-2012
A Drop of Rain
Top notch Greg.
Purity - That rare gift nowadays.

Author's Reply:
Aye! If one can see that you're true to yourself, they can be sure that you will be true to them. Pure intent is not for the casual...

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

amman on 24-09-2012
A Drop of Rain
You convey great sentiments in very few words, Greg. A lovely poem.
Cheers.

Author's Reply:
You convey nice comments in very few words, Tony.
LOL- Thank-you my friend. Aye! Sometimes they're just done with a few strokes. This 'un was done from conception to completion in a couple of minutes as it was already asking for release.


Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

ValDohren on 24-09-2012
A Drop of Rain
Beautiful, lovely metaphor.

Author's Reply:
Aye! Not as big as a meteor, but it'll do...
LOL, had to get a bit of humor in.

Thanks much!

Greg πŸ™‚

ChairmanWow on 25-09-2012
A Drop of Rain
"To thine own self be true," and to others be true too, what an alien concept these days! Nice write.

Ralph

Author's Reply:
Aye Ralph! I did an article right about a year ago that quoted a match.com survey which said that 72% of those today would live together without the benefit of marriage. This tells me that though young people today don't believe in love, they would like to. I hear comments such as β€œI take care of her", which is supposed to mean that their needs are met. We always seem to keep moving in cycles and circles that overlap in places, but shift in ways unseen. It's my hope that they home in on what it's like to give up completely to each other. I know my generation didn’t and their attitude is the result. Good to have ya back Arizonabro!

Greg πŸ™‚

Ionicus on 25-09-2012
A Drop of Rain
A few words which say a great deal, Greg. Purity is hard to obtain nowadays but worth pursuing it.

Author's Reply:
Aye Luigi! It takes putting yourself in the back seat and letting someone else drive, but if you end up trusting the right one your destination is bliss. Sometimes you must let go of a hope as it's not meant; however, if you retain the purity that gave it birth, hope may return on the right day and you'll succeed. That’s the cool thing about hope. Once lost, it can always be found again.

Thanks,

Greg πŸ™‚

cooky on 25-09-2012
A Drop of Rain
Words that would honour Shakespeare. Excellent

Author's Reply:
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Steven,
You make me blush, my friend! I'll take that and bury it for posterity.

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

Andrea on 26-09-2012
A Drop of Rain
Awwww, lovely Greg - she's a lucky gal!

Author's Reply:
It would be my hope to think so...

Thank-you very much, Andrea!

Greg πŸ™‚

Pelequin23 on 02-10-2012
A Drop of Rain
simple but beautiful

Author's Reply:
I'm so sorry...been away from site for a bit and just came across this.

Aye! Just a passing thought, but hopefully one that inspires.

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚


Growing up (posted on: 21-09-12)
Photobucket This started out as a conversation I had with a very serious young man about the subject at work. I understand how he feels the need to take things seriously, (and how easily one becomes discouraged and cynical), but also had an urgency to tell him not to fight the "child within". This little voice has enough innocence and innate sense of direction that it's not wise to fight if you desire quality, conscience, and contentment.

Being a journey with a certain amount of pain involved, life comes with the complexities of leaving home and striking out on your own at one point. I did so at a very early age and it came with the price of learning to cope in the struggle of finances, employment, social ties, and ultimately marriage with a family that relied on me. Many mistakes were made on this road and I would say that through these, I have become stronger and learned to live a life with little to regret. The life span of mankind ensures that each generation will make their own errors as they will refuse to listen to the voice of experience until well into adulthood where a good part of their most productive days are behind them and lessons learned are from personal sacrifice. It's my hope that through this writing, I may reach a few open-minded individuals with my concept of maturing while keeping the zest for living that the child within fights to keep. Everyone receives a different experience growing up due to cultural, familial, and even brain chemistry variances. I believe we can all agree that the mind of a child is a clean slate that is programmed with data that has learned to work in situations that lead to reward. This process continues all through our days on earth and compounds problems by being rewarded for learning poor behavior. A look into how this works and self assessment is beneficial to anyone who seeks improvement. early-child-development/a/experience-and-development If you have experienced the joy, (and inevitable frustrations that go with it), of enrolling your child in a large and diverse preschool as I did, you would note that germs aren't all children share. Young ones don't care how much money each family has and don't take note what kind of shoes you're wearing unless they blink. Differences in appearance are curiosities rather than gauges for social status and go largely ignored. With a limited supply of ''favorite toys'' a scuffle is expected to break out from time-to-time but often results in sharing and bonding. Forgiveness seems to be a skill which is possessed only by children and lost as we grow. Since they haven't learned to scheme and aren't judgmental, it comes as easily as the making of a new friend. Passing of food from one to another, (much to my chagrin due to being a germaphobe which is layman for mild mysophobia ), is common and sharing is encouraged where an individual's needs have been met with a surplus in supply. While ''mature'' is agreeably a relative term used to describe someone who behaves appropriately in any given circumstance and one that eludes us all at one time or another, I would say that it best describes the character of a tempered child. In my fifty-plus years, I have wasted a good deal of them fighting the child within so that I could feel and appear to be mature. This more often than not came with cynicism due to the opinion that I was being jerked around by the world and a feeling of pride that I had learned to watch my back. Although putting yourself in the right situations and surroundings alleviates much of this, I have found my life to be greatly enhanced through living by a few rules that little ones don't give a thought to: 1. Desire to participate- Kids often mimic political views of the adults who they look up to not because they have a knowledgeable opinion on issues, but because they see that we are concerned and want things to be better for everyone. Take the time to vote and voice your opinion at a city council meeting or school board hearing. You may find out that you're wrong or outnumbered; however, no one is always right and simply voicing your opinion can affect the numbers through persuasion. Change comes from the child within who has not learned to accept defeat. 2. Embracing differences rather than learning tolerance- As I stated earlier, children who mingle at an early age develop their own cultures and values. I have seen differences to be excuses for unimaginable atrocities from mankind. As our world becomes smaller we will eventually have to iron out the fact that cultural differences are learned. Befriend others who are different and treat them as one of your own not because it's the popular thing to do, but because they are. 3. Smile easily- Look at children in motion: Do they seem occupied with the thoughts that we carry around as adults? While smiling won't make your problems disappear, it will help you cope with them and encourage those around you to act positively. This will lessen your burden and provide health benefits for you and those around you. positivepsychologynews.com 4. Share- As we grow older we tend to covet the things we have accumulated because they are hard-earned and not always easily replaceable. Examples are a job, (or position), home, car, and savings or retirement. Remembering rule #1 should take care of some of this and accepting personal responsibility should absolve you of further guilt. This doesn't always mean departing with your hard earned cash. Volunteering is a wonderful way to share and children do it every day without a thought in their small ways. A child who is hungry at home will display that need at day care and a satisfied child willingly shares without question. I suggest volunteering with a friend, co-worker, spouse, or child to strengthen bonds and make it more enjoyable. 5. Encourage others and yourself- Children will parrot many occupations they hear about as one they aspire to when they grow up. Some will give you a response based on how exciting or daring the field appears to be and others will see a need that should be filled. There are differences in how they plan to inject themselves but are not dissuaded from lofty goals until met by the ceilings of reality set by society. Boundaries are broken by the bold every day, and insurmountable odds mean nothing to one who is unwilling to look at skewed math. There is no reason to tell someone to abandon something that will make them happy and contribute either on the journey or in the end. The child in me says I can do whatever I choose to put my mind to do and so can you. 6. Need for absolution and forgiving- I recall doing many stupid and mean things as a young man. I also remember the guilt I felt and need for absolution, (Formal release from guilt, obligation, or punishment), though I wouldn't have the foggiest notion of what that was if it were put to question. I see that in all children when they realize that they've done something wrong. It can be putting an arm around another that they just got into a fight with or futilely trying to piece together a broken household object. When that doesn't work, they'll often bring it to you as someone who they trust to help them make it right. Don't be too proud to admit mistakes and give others credit for being good enough to help you make it right. This may prompt an otherwise unwilling ''slighted'' individual to see you and themselves in a different way. With regard to forgiving, it may not be possible to forgive everything and may require ''letting go'' instead since you cannot control the circumstances in all things or motives of all people. We have a tendency to hold on to our emotions too long and it's often unhealthy for us. Remembering that each day can be made to be your best would be like the child who awakens in the morning with wonder and excitement for what is to come. So while handling yourself with maturity keeps you from putting an eye out or appearing to be foolish, I'd say that it's best if you allow that inner-child to surface. There are those who will say that idealism is replaced with realism as you grow older. That is only said by those lacking a compass and destination of self-worth.
Archived comments for Growing up
Weefatfella on 21-09-2012
Growing up
Brilliant Greg, a well structured piece and helpful, at least for me. I have recently been struggling with a close family member, the problem being stubbornness. After reading your insights I have decided to 'let go'. I hope to solve my problem soon and all down to my mate Texasgreg.....With regard to forgiving, it may not be possible to forgive everything and may require β€œletting go” instead since you cannot control the circumstances in all things or motives of all people. We have a tendency to hold on to our emotions too long and it’s often unhealthy for us. Remembering that each day can be made to be your best would be like the child who awakens in the morning with wonder and excitement for what is to come. Thanks again Greg for your Wonderful and helpful advice. Weefatfella. PS. My Sister is a Psychologist and Psychoanalyst, think you've got problems.

Author's Reply:
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Aye, Duke! Sometimes the road is confusing, hehe. I do so appreciate your kind words and wish you a wonderful life. On the smiling thing, I have a feeling your nickname is "smiley" anyway. On the sister thing...my sister isn't a psychoanalyst, but spent the night at a Holiday Inn Express, (hope you're familiar with the commercials). -Joke- You have my sentiments. πŸ˜‰

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

cooky on 21-09-2012
Growing up
This capitalist life style often comes at the price of the child. I work with kids and it is so maddening to hear that they never go into the countryside or do not know where their food comes from. A life of computers and trainers is not a good start in life. Unfortunately this manifests itself in a vicious circle of either unemployment or chasing the next dollar at the expense of living. Kids without hobbies lead depressing lives.

Author's Reply:
Aye, my friend! It isn't hard to share and it doesn't require "things" all of the time either. Sharing a smile with a stranger will make their day if it doesn't get ya arrested or shot, lol. Yes, I so feel for young 'uns that don't get out in the sun and fun as we did. It can still be done, but someone has to take the time. It's strictly up to parents who must give in to their inner-child when dealing with their own. Hopefully your comment will reach someone and cause them to take a kid fishing or berry picking...

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

amman on 22-09-2012
Growing up
I had to read this three times to absorb the profundity of your article, Greg. Well structured, insightful and full of good advice. It's a shame we have to grow up and lose the innocence and (largely) unselfishness we possessed as children, but then the world intervenes and endeavors to rob us of those qualities. You give sage advice my friend and I hope you shared this article with the young guy at work.
Bravo, you are a good man.


Author's Reply:
Aye, my friend! Been going from bottom up, so kinda answered you with Andrea as well. My experiences with you tell me that you too are on the quest for the inner-child that we all are taught to hold in contempt by a cold world. I made mine some nice warm bread pudding yesterday and shared at work. I do wish I could have shared some with you as well.

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

Oh! I haven't shared the article yet as we discussed the concept, but there's a time for everything and the day for reminding will come. I hope to be moving soon and will leave it for him as I won't be here for my whacky brand of mentoring.

Andrea on 22-09-2012
Growing up
Insightful, Greg, to say the least. I, too, found myself (for want of a better expression) alone at an early age (15) and had to fend for myself. Many, many hard lessons were learned along the way πŸ™‚ I completely agree about children being born as 'a clean slate', although in some cultures and most organised religions it's not a popular view πŸ™‚ Luckily, neither of my kids are materialistically minded (like me:)) and would rather concentrate on the more meaningful aspects of life...

Author's Reply:
Aye! Had it written differently at first as an entirely experimental piece to see what would happen as result. On the site where I place my articles, it was ranked last due to mention of religions being brought together, (and mention that I would not back up with scripture-no mention this time of not quoting scripture, yet I can do so at will on each point made). Here, no one wanted to comment. Finally, I released this version as it reflects my views in the least threatening way to hard-core, yet isn't ranked where it should be on the other site due to the right-winged nature of audience. Close enough for me to be comfortable, (#3 of 11), as I hope it will reach some in an effort to cause the thinking process. This is all we can hope when writing for the benefit of others.
On a personal note: I've learned much about the human side of you and must say that you should take the time to pat yourself on the back. Life is tough on everyone and just plain "dumps" on some. You're an extraordinarily strong woman to have your positive attitude and zest of life. You're a "rock", indeed. Keep up the good work! I had considered P.M. for this message, but since you’ve made no secrets and others can benefit from your fight, I wanted to say so here.

Greg πŸ™‚

Andrea on 22-09-2012
Growing up
P.S. I made your link clickable πŸ™‚

Author's Reply:
Thanks Andrea!
I had two, though. The second had to do with the health benefits of smiling. End of Rule#3 http://positivepsychologynews.com/news/emiliya-zhivotovskaya/200809271036

Greg πŸ™‚

Andrea on 22-09-2012
Growing up
So you did, sorry, missed the last one - done now.

And I'm overwhelmed by your kind words. I still have a lot of secrets to go, though πŸ™‚

Author's Reply:
Aye, my friend! I feared so, which is what amazes me about you and others like you who can and have overcome. I'm sure you're still dealing with demons, but manage to keep 'em outta your head with love from friends and family. You have my support and ear anytime you're able to click!

Greg πŸ™‚


My Blue Rose (posted on: 17-09-12)
Photobucket The Blue Rose conveys mystery and secrecy. It represents the enigmatic and something which is just out of reach. An achievement beyond one's grasp. A vision, a dream yet to be attained. A surreal and exquisite vision of a color which doesn't quite sit with ease upon the rose. A fantasy, a remarkable image which excites the imagination and is stunning to behold, and it translates the meaning onto the person. You would give the Blue Rose to a complex personality, an enigma, a person with many layers. A person who holds true fascination for you. Credit: Sqidoo http://www.squidoo.com/MyLoveIsLikeARedRedRose Previously posted and my personal favorite.

Walking in the lush meadows of life's riches, I had all I could ever seek or desire. Awash in a sea of lilies bowing in reverence to her, she was cloaked to the unsuspecting eye. She stood alone in her unequaled and unbridled beauty. Inexplicable and surreal she was to behold. Heart pounding in my ears, sweat dripping from my now ashen face, I knew that I must have her. I could pluck her, keep her forever as mine. I would put her in the highest place, safe from the reach of others who would adore and covet her. Approaching in earnest, I made my request. As I ever-so-gently reached to behold her, she shivered and shone as if to tear. Horrified, I fell back on the lilies in prayer. I held my mouth closely to kiss her softly without her consent. She answered with a sharp pinprick to my lip. Cursing, I raised my foot to destroy what I could not have when my mind became clear. Why could I not see before lust took me? She was not designed to be held by man as she was planted by an unsuspecting angel in flight from God's own garden. I stand guard, abandoning all for the sake of my blue rose.
Archived comments for My Blue Rose
stormwolf on 17-09-2012
My Blue Rose
I remember this one from your last posting Greg. I have to confess, I do not like the Blue Rose...it does not look natural but that's just me πŸ˜‰
The tale is a salutary one indeed written by a true romantic!

Alison x

Author's Reply:
Aye! On that we must agree to disagree. The beauty of a blue rose is just for those reasons. So rare they are, it's not natural. I hope you find a masculine version of such as I see it fitting for you.

Thanks Alison!

Greg πŸ™‚

Weefatfella on 17-09-2012
My Blue Rose
And here's me thinking all the roses were yellow in your part of the world. Still I don't play golf. lovely poem Greg. one day they'll grow one. Thanks for sharing.

Author's Reply:
Aye, yellow roses sprinkled with an occasional blue variety make this a great place to live!

Thanks Duke!

Greg πŸ™‚

niece on 18-09-2012
My Blue Rose
A beautiful poem, Greg...it's one of those poems that makes me want to read between the lines...:)

Regds,
niece

Author's Reply:
Aye! You're a very intuitive lady, Niece.

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

Andrea on 18-09-2012
My Blue Rose
I remember this one, Greg, but glad you posted it again. Very beautiful.

Author's Reply:
Thanks much, Andrea! As stated, it's my personal favorite.

Greg πŸ™‚

amman on 18-09-2012
My Blue Rose
Liked this last time Greg and still do. Nice analogy and beautiful rose. Lesson from Shakespeare..'If you prick me/do I not bleed'. haha. I might have been tempted to shorten some of the lines; whaddya think?
Cheers

Author's Reply:
Aye! Looked at that and didn't see it as it's free verse.

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

ValDohren on 19-09-2012
My Blue Rose
Never seen a blue rose - maybe I should take my liquour neat ! Lovely thought though, very imaginative and inspired write.

Author's Reply:
Aye! A blue rose in the hair of a pink elephant, LOL.

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

Ionicus on 20-09-2012
My Blue Rose
A very imaginative composition, Greg, and I too remember to have appreciated this poem previously. Did you re-post it after an edit?
The only criticism I have is that the photograph, though beautiful, is too big.

Best, Luigi.

Author's Reply:
No Luigi, there was a personal issue since resolved, (in my mind at least), that required me to take down most of my postings a few weeks back. I'll try to trickle in the ones that best fit this community so as not to bore ya to death.
Aye! I agree on picture size and almost re-did after initial posting. Lazyitis, I guess. πŸ˜‰
We do need, (in my opinion as a geek), a "hide item" or "make available only to members" option.

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚


The Afterlife (posted on: 17-09-12)
Photobucket Another favorite subject of mine. If people only looked into the history of religion and into their hearts for answers instead of re-written and interpreted accounts of men who claim they were chosen to speak to an almighty being. This replaces an earlier version that seemed to ask the reader to read between the lines too much. I don't like spoon-feeding spirituality, but guess that's how people like it. http://msnvideo.msn.com/?channelindex=4&from=en-us_msnhpvidmod#/video/c405a478-0a95-4887-9533-933c00bf6fc1

Whether I'll be bound by body or be spirit-free, thoughts of the afterlife seem to perplex and worry me. Do I praise Allah, follow commandments, or the lamb Jesus Christ? One thing for certain regardless of how I believe, the world I live in now is entirely what I weave. For if I question not a God but the man who would do his will, I sense my cup of eternal life would be overfilled and in much danger of a little spill.
Archived comments for The Afterlife
Andrea on 17-09-2012
The Afterlife
I like this Greg. I'm one of those fortunate people (imo) who is untroubled by thought of the afterlife, since I don't believe there is one πŸ™‚

Particularly like the third stanza (or should that be 'verse'?)

Author's Reply:
Thank you Andrea! I figured that if I thought about it long enough that the right words would come to me. As you know, this albatross has hung around my neck for awhile. The current state of things has helped me. As you know, I once aspired to be a minister. Though I lost my faith through study, I have remained a spiritual agnostic by hope. I have found to be judged most by those of religion which merely affirms my distaste for it altogether and I just can't fathom why people use cultural differences, (as your faith is a result of your teachings from β€œcommunity”), as a reason to claim superiority and a right to kill or suppress another. I can go on and on, eh?

Greg πŸ™‚

Weefatfella on 17-09-2012
The Afterlife
As you so rightly pointed out Greg. the message was given I believe but man changed it and manipulated it for profit and power. IMO. How can we call ourselves civilised when children die every day from drinking dirty water. The rich lie in bed and complain of hard pillows and somewhere not too far away on the same cold wet night, a good man wrapped in cardboard shivers himself to sleep. I too am confused, I am Agnostic, I believe there is a power there but I don't think he needs or wants a temple. especially when we all have one in our heads. obviously a thought provoking ode Greg, Keep up the good work. loved the flutterbye Galaxy. May your God go with you.

Author's Reply:
Aye Duke! Written at onset of civilization that herded and farmed instead of hunted and needed rules to control women, children, and communities that sprung up in wake of progress in food supplies. People won't even learn the history of their own country or state, (community), as they find it boring. Having a ready answer from a couple thousand years ago in an instruction manual that may be manipulated and interpreted is an entertaining way to do your own will and feel justified. Like a God would really trust men to teach each other spirituality. That’s like me trusting a three year-old to teach another gun safety.

Greg πŸ™‚

ValDohren on 17-09-2012
The Afterlife
I don`t believe in an afterlife either. Interesting expressing your feelings on this subject.

Author's Reply:
Aye! That's what I look for in poetry, myself. Big chunks to think about in portions that'll keep the interest of the smallest mind. I work with many young folks that I find challenging to communicate with as they just don't process a thought that needs to be "chewed". I keep trying, but find myself most comfortable with those who understand that life is made, not endured.

Greg πŸ™‚

stormwolf on 17-09-2012
The Afterlife
Now *I* have never doubted the after-life...never, ever...
I do think that religion in general is very screwed up but I have a faith that does not fit in a box.

As I often say, I consider myself to be "just passing through" here and that way I can just about put up with what I see all around me.

Alison x
Love the pic. πŸ˜‰

Author's Reply:
As you can see from my response to Andrea, I think we're probably on the same page and possibly same paragraph in regards to this issue.

Thanks Alison!

Greg πŸ™‚

franciman on 17-09-2012
The Afterlife
Hi Greg,

I thought you gyrenes only believed in the Corps? Joking aside, I think you ask the eternal question with great eloquence.
cheers,

Jim (A swab-jockey.)

Author's Reply:
Aye Jim, I was taught and believed in the order of God, Country, and Corps.
I now believe that if there is such, he resides in my conscious decision making. Grappling with what such a power would do to deal with a functionally defective mind though...would this sort of mind be held accountable or damned as it must contain demons? I now ponder for future crap to throw through my cage. πŸ˜‰

Oh-BTW, I’m sure you know that I was being facetious on the last, but have found that there are many who take everything said at face value without looking at context or intent to stimulate a separate, yet parallel thought. I go through that every day as I work with young people, (not in, but at my job). It is food for more poetry though, as it is a good way to get folks to think where they may not otherwise…

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

Corin on 17-09-2012
The Afterlife
For the one life we have, think for yourself, act for others.

Maetherforsbye,

David

Author's Reply:
Aye David, Maetheforsby as well...yes, I remember and grin with pride that you would use such with me.
I could have just said what you did, but then I'd have no poem. πŸ˜‰
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Super analogy!

Greg πŸ™‚

niece on 18-09-2012
The Afterlife
Thoughts of afterlife worried and perplexed me until a few years ago, Greg...but not anymore...everyone goes there, so it cant be all that bad πŸ™‚ ...a fav topic with me, so enjoyed this a lot...:)

Regds,
niece

Author's Reply:
Aye, Niece...Though I said so in the poem, it worries me not. Just lines for reader to ponder while correlating with the rest. As the remainder points out, it's the justification for actions that worries me.



Thanks!



Greg πŸ™‚


amman on 18-09-2012
The Afterlife
The universal question, eh, Greg. You raise interesting questions. For me, it's just a matter of 'do unto others...'
and what will be will be.
Cheers.

Author's Reply:
Aye, my friend! There are some I'd just as soon avoid as negativity isn't my thing. I just try to understand that some just aren't "right" and there's nothing I can do but let them be. Other than those, I'll give 'em the shirt off my back, (as long I believe their issue isn't due to lack of responsibility), as I have no one to care for and have very few personal needs.

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

cooky on 18-09-2012
The Afterlife
Some of us are born to be ghosts and perhaps that is the next step in human evolution. Our bodies are too frail to be practicle, and we cannot exist in the universe beyond this atmoshere without help. Having seen many ghosts in person and on camera's including monks, who one would have thought that eternity in heaven was their expectation. On the other hand I have been to places for the first time yet I seem to know that I have been there before, which hints at another life lived? Oh excellent poem.

Author's Reply:
I'll begin by giving a hardy thank-you, Steven.
As with anyone, It has crossed my mind on several occasions and this is my personal conclusion: I have no say in what may be after my death. I'll do my best to live a full and rich life which includes helping when and how I can, trying to be understanding of those who choose not to care as it is they who are suffering as result, share my love for humanity by encouraging dialogue and listening, and trying to be a little better today as I reflect on yesterday.

Greg πŸ™‚

Pelequin23 on 19-09-2012
The Afterlife
important question and i think its not the answer thats important but the search for the answer

Author's Reply:
Aye! Pretty much what I told someone today. With all the "flavors" of God available and all believing through faith alone, I am amazed that people don't question themselves instead of others. The bible I read warns of the teachings of men, yet there it is in the same book as it was composed, copied ∞, interpreted, and neatly packaged in "approved" scriptures for presentation. I was going to provide some links, but those who really want to know must travel their own path. I like this one though and try to live it through hope, not faith:

Search me, O God, and know my heart! Try me and know my thoughts! Psalm 139:23

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

RoyBateman on 20-09-2012
The Afterlife
Fascinating - how a relatively simply-expressed poem (That was a compliment, by the way, certainly not an insult!) can stir such emotions up. It's the eternal question, but also the one to which there's no answer, except that immovable "truth" (Ha bleeding ha...) etched into whatever the brainwashed call their "cognitive" process - and that applies to all of the "We know best. We know all. There is no other God but ours, so you're wrong" religions...funny how there are so many, right?
I simply believe that the process/being/whatever that other people think of as "God" is within me, and all of us. I suppose the closest definition is conscience - and some people don't seem to possess even one of those. That's up to them. I make my own decisions, helped by what I believe to be true and what I've learnt personally, and I'll still get things wrong. Even if it takes me more than six days. You sound as if you're taking much the same stance, but if I've got that wrong, then it's nowt to do with me anyway - best of luck! Great poem, Greg, and obviously one that's got folk scratching their heads. Can't be a bad thing.

Author's Reply:
Aye Roy! Taking the Christian faith for example: Told in both old and new testament to follow the commandments, yet there is so much other crap that people would like to conceive to believe from all these books within the bible. Would a God really be so wrong as to keep changing his mind on issues and clarifying on ones that seem interesting? If people of this faith, for example, just followed the commandments, they would be peaceful, non-judgmental at all towards others for any reason, we would have no war or murder, much lower divorce rate, respectful children who listen to the voice of experience, no meddling in other's affairs, no theft, etc, etc.

Yes, it appears that we have the same views, but being a man of hope, I add that and expect no answer...just satisfaction that hope is always an answer of love.

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚


Desire (posted on: 10-09-12)
Photobucket The story of a fifty year-old boxer who came out of retirement because he found that he had more desire than those he trained was my inspiration for this. Here’s a link to the story: hebrew-hammer-makes-boxing-comeback-at-age-50 Though inspired by a different seed of thought, I should point out that Tony's, (Amman), "Mirror, Mirror" was fresh on my mind and the theme is similar.

Doubting never entered my mind Even though you may believe I'll fail. Solemnly, I vow that I will not. Insisting that my will be done Reverberates through my very soul, Entrenching steadfast loyalty to myself.
Archived comments for Desire
Andrea on 10-09-2012
Desire
Brilliant! Good ol' Hebrew, eh? My dear, departed pater was a bit of a boxer ... Tommy Lowne, so I empathise with Mr Hammer πŸ™‚

Author's Reply:
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Aye! The warrior within is hard to tame. Hope he's made his point as the body rarely agrees with the will of such.

Greg πŸ™‚

niece on 11-09-2012
Desire
Indeed very inspiring, Greg...interesting format and nice poem !!! πŸ™‚

Regds,
niece

Author's Reply:
Yes, it's an acrostic using the word "desire", which is the word he used to describe a will to overcome challenges. It's a favorite subject of mine.

Thanks Niece,

Greg πŸ™‚

amman on 11-09-2012
Desire
Greg, I echo what Niece said, very nicely composed. Inspiring but rather sad source story, but then, boxers never seem to want to retire. As a by-note, one of my distant cousins was Jimmy Wilde (the mighty atom) who was flyweight champ of the world in the early 20th century, but that's another story. I presume the pic is a self portrait!! he he.
Cheers.

Author's Reply:
Here ya go, bro... Photobucket

Guess you could say it's a portrait in my mind...you know us geezers. The older we get, the faster we used to be...hehe.

Greg πŸ™‚

Andrea on 11-09-2012
Desire
Blimey, was he, Amman? My pater was a flyweight too (I used to call him a fleaweight :)), a bit later, but they may well have overlapped. Perhaps they knew each other...Small planet, eh?

Jimmy Wilde

(sorry, Greg, hijacked your piece :))

Author's Reply:
Tony, not sure but I think Andrea may be referring to Mirror, Mirror. I assure you it was coincidental, though I must admit that it was fresh in my mind, LOL.
Yes, it's getting to be a smaller planet all the time. Spinning faster too, I think. Is that what's making me so dizzy?
Looked again and I guess she was saying that she hijacked my piece whilst talking about her pops. Not at all, Andrea. Gave me a wrinkle in my brain and I now know why you're so damned stubborn. -Joke-
Guess it was my conscience telling me to credit Tony...


Greg πŸ™‚

Weefatfella on 12-09-2012
Desire
Very apt for me at the moment Greg. I liked the style of it what's it called? I also enjoyed the concept I need to have a mantra just now I will think on that wee poem of yours to inspire me. What I'm talking about will become apparrent next publishing day. ( When Paul Met Harry). Nice to be back Greg.
On another matter I would list you as a favourite Author along with others but I haven't a clue how to do it.

Author's Reply:
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Aye Duke! We all need a hand from time-to-time and it gives me great pleasure to help in any way I can. Comments like that are why I go through the trouble to do this.
On the fav. issue, just saying so is an honor for me, but to do so you just click it at the top of a sub. from the author. Look at top and you should see a button.

Greg πŸ™‚

Sorry, Almost forgot...It's called an acrostic poem, my fine feller.

catherinec on 14-09-2012
Desire
Very good Greg.

Determination shines through this piece.

It reminded me of the story I saw the other day of actor Erik Aude who was locked up in Pakistan on trumped up charges and his determination to get through to the other side without pleading guilty.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Erik_Aude

Okay.. totally different story but the same fixated spirit.

Author's Reply:
Aye! I'll take a look-see...
Like I told Niece, it's one of my favorite subjects. We have many obstacles in life and sheer will power to overcome is the difference between being bitter and of no use to yourself and others or becoming wiser and even stronger than before. I guess you could call it "weight lifting for the soul".

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

P.S. In response to your question about my cowboy on your sub...No, he's not Republican. Texans are independent as you know. This little guy does lean to the left as I believe he has a rock in one boot. πŸ˜‰

Dazza on 13-11-2013
Desire
Gregory...You seem determined to inspire and so without further ado I am inspired! If I may be so bold allow me to quote my father when he said to me aged ten, "I'll kick your bum until your nose bleeds if you don't pull your socks up at school!". Simply stunning. I reached for the stars...now here I am. An asteroid of no consequence in a dark sky. Good stuff Greg, Dazza.

Author's Reply:
You make me blush, Dazza... Make no mistake. You're a shooting star. Just don't burn out too quickly.



Greg πŸ™‚

Dazza on 13-11-2013
Desire
There are a few folk left that shun the pallid,
outsiders with their grubby spiritulaity and fire water;
caked in clay, matted, sapient and wild
I'd like to shake their hands but
I like the rest am just a small pox blanket
in the linen cupboard of life.




Author's Reply:
Aye! None of us are worthy 'less we believe it to be so...and why not ?

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚


The High Road (posted on: 27-08-12)
PhotobucketI sometimes write things as a caution to myself and in this case don't mind sharing. Gloating while doing the right thing isn't really doing the right thing. Hopefully friends will always be there to point it out and help you take a detour through the path of enlightenment.

Taking the high road makes it easier to look down your nose at those who'll offend you and the ones you call foes. So while you're strolling up yonder, feeling superior and stronger, take the time to realize how you may look through another's eyes. For the high road is risky when it makes you feel frisky and one little slip can put you face-first in the dip. So next time you find yourself counting sacrificial wealth, bake yourself a humble pie and don't leave it on the shelf. Sure beats crow, IMO πŸ˜‰
Archived comments for The High Road
niece on 27-08-2012
The High Road
Can't agree more, Greg...liked the thoughts and the way you've put it across...enjoyed πŸ™‚

Regds,
niece

Author's Reply:
Thanks fer the pie, Niece! Oh, the nice comments too. πŸ˜‰

Greg πŸ™‚

amman on 27-08-2012
The High Road
Hi Greg. Yeah, good cautionary sentiments well presented and rhymed. Not sure about 'sacrificial' wealth tho'.
Cheers from your superior friend!

Author's Reply:
LOL Tony...Sacrificial wealth would be adding up all the times you did the right thing and keeping track. Guess it's a sort of oxymoron.

Thank-you, my superior friend!

Greg πŸ™‚

LS on 27-08-2012
The High Road
Ha, very good advice and a nice concise poem too.
LS

Author's Reply:
I thank thee muchly on both accounts! Will do my best to live it...you know how we all falter if not constantly reminding ourselves. πŸ˜‰

Greg πŸ™‚

Andrea on 27-08-2012
The High Road
Hahaha, yes, I'm with you there, humble pie tastes 'orrible πŸ™‚ Nice one.

Author's Reply:
Aye! But Crow gits caught in my craw...hehe

Thanks Andrea!

Greg πŸ™‚


There in Black and White (posted on: 27-08-12)
Photobucket I'm not sure he didn't just crawl in the wrong bed, but all indications are pointing to a little drinking problem. πŸ˜‰ http://now.msn.com/skunk-interrupts-high-school-football-game

Staggered home to find a skunk in my bunk. Leaving my pillow and covers, I slept in the cedar trunk. Crept out early to take a peek and my legs buckled as my knees grew weak. There was no sign of the little punk 'cause I imagined him last night when I was drunk. The wife will tell me as I lay down tonight the answer to my problem is there in black and white.
Archived comments for There in Black and White
Andrea on 27-08-2012
There in Black and White
Haha, lovely, serves you right πŸ™‚ Skunk in yer bunk indeed!

Author's Reply:
Aye, Andrea. A video on MSN news of a skunk clearing a high school football game from the field inspired this. First posted it on story comments and thought that I could add a little humor to my repertoire.

Glad it worked for ya!

Greg πŸ™‚

franciman on 27-08-2012
There in Black and White
Greg you crease me up.

Loved this. One that pierced the Monday gloom.
cheers,
Jim

Author's Reply:
Aye Jim! Gives a new meaning to "gettin' skunked", indeed. πŸ˜‰

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

niece on 27-08-2012
There in Black and White
πŸ˜€ ... the cedar trunk would have been so uncomfortable, Greg...pity your imagination hadn't been kinder to you...a fine funny poem :)...

Regds,
niece

Author's Reply:
Aye! Had a dream last night that I ate the world’s biggest marshmallow. Woke up and my pillow was gone...

Thanks Niece!

Greg πŸ™‚

amman on 27-08-2012
There in Black and White
Hahaha. Nice one Greg. Are you sure you weren't the skunk in the wrong bed? Too much sun or too many suds!
Cheers.

Author's Reply:
Aye! Alas, was not me but my imaginary alter ego that got drunk as a skunk. He has the wife and I get the hangovers. Good trade IMO. πŸ˜‰

Glad to bring a grin to yer chin!

Greg πŸ™‚

CVaughan on 27-08-2012
There in Black and White

Funny stuff Mr Greg, super tall tale telling, however with a slight smell of authenticity too strangely, a frightening thought. We don't have 'em, only foxes.
Anyway top rated form me (virtually).
Frank

Author's Reply:
Hehe, Frank. A fox in my bed, indeed...

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

cooky on 27-08-2012
There in Black and White
Been there and bought the shirt. Just come back from a fishing weekend (again),. Blind drunk most of the time, and this write makes me want to go back.

Author's Reply:
LOL Steven! Last time I went fishin', I caught a buzz and had to resort to fish stories. Still got a few left if yer runnin' low.

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

barenib on 27-08-2012
There in Black and White
Good one - I have to make do with a willow πŸ™‚ John

Author's Reply:
Aye John, don't whip yer willow out in front of a skunk...he may bite it.

Thanks!

Greg πŸ™‚

Weefatfella on 28-08-2012
There in Black and White
Skunk is it? widnae like tae clean your cage oot,Big-man. have to hold my hands up----left a few skunks in beds massell before now keep up the good work.

Author's Reply:
Aye! The little bugger only shows himself when my alter ego gets drunk. Gonna hafta carry a cage around with me to prove he exists. πŸ˜‰

Thanks Duke!

Greg πŸ™‚

Ani on 28-08-2012
There in Black and White
Your funny, little poem put a big smile on my face. `A skunk in my bunk` was really innovative. Well done.
Fureya

Author's Reply:
I thank thee kindly Fureya! Aye, was just a little something cute to while away my time.

Greg πŸ™‚

Gaztop on 13-09-2012
There in Black and White
Loved it! Sounds like me on a saturday night.

Gaz

Author's Reply:
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Aye, Jarhead! I dunno...Met some guys from Royal Marines but never posed the question. Do they call y'all jarheads or is that a U.S. thing?

Semper-Fi!

Greg πŸ™‚


The Hero's Oddity (posted on: 20-08-12)
This is the true story of a four year-old boy who saved a girl of three from drowning. He held her up above the waterline until he became so exhausted that he succumbed and drown himself. Help arrived in time to save the girl.

Here is a link to the story: hero-boy-4-dies-after-saving-3-year-old-girl-in-pool

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Heros seem to always die young and their courage goes unsung. I'll not let it happen this day and you won't either, if I have my way. Four year-old Xander Vento saved a drowning girl, not giving it a thought he may disembark from our world. If not for the way he died that day, he would have left us early some other way. For the soul of such cannot be contained any more easily than it may be explained. You will say that it isn't right but someone must make the fight, to help us all believe that this realm is what we weave. If you give yourself for another it makes you sister and brother. You may honor him by being kind to every person you shall find, for life is a precious commodity and giving it up, remains the hero's oddity.
Archived comments for The Hero's Oddity


Corin on 20-08-2012
The Heros Oddity
Sad story Gregg - some kids are just great.

Author's Reply:
Aye! I believe that we're all born Heros and only through "lessons" learned do we become selfish and fearful. This young man had a beautiful soul that could not be contained and very likely parents that loved and encouraged him much.

Thanks David...

Greg πŸ™‚

franciman on 20-08-2012
The Heros Oddity
Well done Greg and very well said. I feel the deep emotion behind the verse, but equally I marvel at the philosophical message within.

Bloody well done mate.

Jim

Author's Reply:
Thanks Jim. Hope y'all forgive the somber mood of my replies. I held onto this story for two weeks in hopes of finding the right words. Your response helps to quiet the beast inside me that screams for this little man, (and others like him).

Greg πŸ™‚

SugarMama34 on 20-08-2012
The Heros Oddity
What a beautiful write for a beautiful boy! So very, very sad. Your words come across with another message and I believe the same too as you. When we are meant to go, we are meant to go, and nothing and no one will stop it, no matter how hard we try. Such a lovely poignant tribute for a very brave young lad. He will be sorely missed by his friends and family, but never forgotten. Just beautiful Greg.

Lis xx

Author's Reply:
Aye Lis. I can feel the mother in you and will not forget your loss as the words you spoke in tribute to your son melted me. I know that this young man was not mine, but I can easily put myself in the place of his parents. I pray that they don't find ways to blame themselves and find comfort in his beautiful soul.

Thank you,

Greg πŸ™‚

amman on 21-08-2012
The Heros Oddity
Greg. A lovely tribute to a brave little boy and your message rings out loud and clear. As always, you show us your compassion and empathy, my friend.
Best.

Author's Reply:
Aye! Takes one to know one, my friend. πŸ˜‰
Ya'll get the benefit of me getting a touch of shuteye last night. My nerves were still frayed from the posting yesterday. It was difficult for me to write for this young man, (and others like him), as I easily put myself in the situation and also fear not doing justice. That's what I really like about this site and y'all. Great stuff to consume and you really involve the reader.

Thanks Tony!

Greg πŸ™‚

niece on 21-08-2012
The Heros Oddity
Greg, this is a beautiful tribute !!! Feel sorry for the little boy, and his parents...but they must be so proud of their brave little son...sad!!!

Regds,
niece

Author's Reply:
Aye, Niece! I can just imagine the swirling emotions that they'll be dealing with for years and years to come. I pray it brings them closer instead of driving them apart. That happens all to often.

Thanks fer yer nice remarks, Niece! No, I don't think i'll wear that un out soon enough. πŸ˜‰

Greg πŸ™‚

Ionicus on 21-08-2012
The Heros Oddity
A poignant poem that, while it regrets the death of the brave little boy, honors his heroism and sacrifice.
A lovely tribute, Greg.

Author's Reply:
Coming from you Luigi, I'll run with that compliment and bury it for posterity. πŸ˜‰

Thank you!

Greg πŸ™‚

Andrea on 22-08-2012
The Heros Oddity
Poor kid. Jeez, what a sad tale!

Author's Reply:
Aye, sad indeed! I had issues even getting this one out, but was encouraged by his bravery and had to say something. I take solace in the fact that he died feeling love for another and hope that it may change some lives for the better.

Thanks Andrea!

Greg πŸ™‚

Weefatfella on 23-08-2012
The Heros Oddity
Bravo!Greg. I especially appreciated the heartfelt removal of guilt the girls family may have had with...If not for the way he died that day, he would have left us early some other way.very well written Greg. thank you.

Author's Reply:
Aye Duke,
A hero will find a way to leave early no matter what you try to do about it. Outstanding observation on your part, my friend. I always try to say something funny fer ya, but this one makes it hard. Can I say you make me feel warm and fuzzy? I'm sure that'll keep you awake late tonight, lol. As you can see, my sense of humor is returning from previous posts. Can't help the fact that items such as this have a way of drilling into my soul and turning like a worm.

Thanks much!

Greg πŸ™‚

Ani on 27-08-2012
The Heros Oddity
It is a very sad story, such a loss leaving the world at the age of four. Your poem tells his heroic story beautifully. Well done Greg.
Fureya

Author's Reply:
Aye Fureya,
I do appreciate the view and your condolences for this young man. He deserved to be heard, IMO.

Thanks,
Greg πŸ™‚


I am a Rock (posted on: 10-08-12)
Inspired by Steven’s, (Cooky), Gladiators of Peace. I was most taken by the line-''I will'' is your power and the hurdles of life will fall. Though you may not see a direct correlation through my attempt, the inspiration may become clear to you. As I was writing, Tony’s, (Amman), Singing Mountain, recent earthquake and Alison’s, (Stormwolf), flooding also came to mind. Thinking of you both. BTW-I was reading The Return of The Stone of Destiny by Duke, (weefatfella), when the idea first hit me. Photobucket

Shaped by torrents, my edges have been smoothed by harsh winds. Time has made me solid and inviting to one who seeks shelter. Just don't try to push me, as I am firmly planted. You may try to chip away at me but the toll will take you first. Insult me if you will. I am deaf to your words. I will not see your shortcomings, but can feel your tears. I will be your foundation if you choose to build your house on my back. Anchor your framework to me and your home will never fall. If life floods you, I will be the immovable force that sustains. If everything else around you burns to the ground, I will be tempered. When you become weary, lean on me. I will hold you up. Climb to the top with me and you will be on solid ground. Stand on my shoulders and you will experience grandeur. Stars will meet your eyes and clouds will cradle your head as you sleep.
Archived comments for I am a Rock
niece on 10-08-2012
I am a Rock
Metaphorically, this could be about a strong person...the kind that takes bulls**t from everyone, but is always willing to help people in need...I know so many like that...I also find inspiration from the words of writers on the site...good poem, Greg...liked it a lot...

Regds,
niece

Author's Reply:
Aye! Your assessment rocks. πŸ˜‰
You know what they say about shit...It rolls downhill. Good for you, if you're a rock.
Thanks,
Greg πŸ™‚

Corin on 10-08-2012
I am a Rock
Excellent Greg - great picture - where is it?

I hope that some worthy lady has you for her rock:-)

Author's Reply:
LOL, thanks David! Some are collectors and others don't like 'em as they hurt their feet when stepping on 'em. There are those who want a rock of their very own, though.
The picture-I don't know, really. I did a Google image search for "house on cliff" and liked this 'un.

Thanks,

Greg

amman on 10-08-2012
I am a Rock
Greg, this is terrific. I agree with Niece, this can be interpreted as a metaphor of a strong person always ready to forgive and to anchor and protect. Great pic too. I can't rate this but can and will nominate.
Cheers.

Author's Reply:
Ya make me blush, my friend! Aye, I like to believe all aspire to be a rock, but it's difficult at times. Your interpretation is very spot on. The nom. was humbling and appreciated.

Thanks Tony,

Greg

CVaughan on 10-08-2012
I am a Rock

Right buster, you will be hearing from my lawyers - Paul Simon. All kidding aside, very good free verse piece with as was said depth and height of meaning well captured in its metaphorical dimensions. Very fine work Greg - and what a picture of that precipitous house. Frank

Author's Reply:
Thanks, Frank!

Aye! Been stealing from y'all as much as possible...including you. Best count the cookies in yer jar.

Greg πŸ™‚

Weefatfella on 10-08-2012
I am a Rock
Reminds me of my Sweetness.
Whenever I bugger up she is there for me.
When I was Ill, Theresa was there.
She Is and always will be my Rock.
A marvelous sentiment Greg, Loved it. (Weefatfella----Duke). Thank You for posting.

Author's Reply:
Humbling to get such a statement from a prose pro! Aye, it makes me feel best when someone can see themselves or one they love through this. I am so happy to see that you have a rock of yer own. Hint-they like to be rubbed from time-to-time.

Thanks, Duke.

Greg

SugarMama34 on 10-08-2012
I am a Rock
I really enjoyed this piece, lovey creativity and imagery all the way through, quite thought provoking a a pleasure to read. Thank you. Oh and congrats on the nomination too πŸ™‚

Lis x

Author's Reply:
Thanks Lis! I guess the hardest part of being a rock is you must remain steadfast as the world rushes by in vain. Rocks are patient, eh?

Greg

Andrea on 11-08-2012
I am a Rock
Your house on the cliff is in Portreath Beach, Cornwall, Greg πŸ™‚

Great piece, congrats on the nomination.

Author's Reply:
Gonna start callin' you" the all seeing orb" as you cannot be a wizard and are not "witchy' enough, (mebe after I get to know ya better, though-joke-!). Yeah, I don't really pay attention to that stuff as the caffeine does not allow me to be distracted from my mission.

Thanks Andrea,

Greg

cooky on 11-08-2012
I am a Rock
A lovely read. Could see you as a preacher on sunday delivering this to the congregation. well done.


Author's Reply:
Lol, thanks Steven! Wouldn't wanna be responsible for a church getting hit by lightning, though.
How was the fishing?

Greg

Andrea on 11-08-2012
I am a Rock
Dunno about that πŸ™‚ Here's a song for ya from one of my favourite bands πŸ™‚



Author's Reply:
Lol...now why did I fergit that ' un? Cool vid.! Watched on my phone. Will have to log on now and watch from my laptop. Aye! I've been wrong before. πŸ˜‰

Greg πŸ™‚

Ionicus on 12-08-2012
I am a Rock
A very good poem with great imagery, Greg, duly rewarded with a nib and a nomination.
It is the antithesis of a piece I wrote years ago - no longer on this site - in which I described the erosion of cliffs on the coast of the North Sea and the tumbling down of houses on the beach below. I am glad to sea that the house on your rock is firmly planted.

Luigi πŸ™‚


Author's Reply:
I sea yer point...no mispelling, LOL. Aye, Wanted to use the rock of Gibraltar, but had the house analogy.

Thanks Luigi!

Greg πŸ™‚

stormwolf on 12-08-2012
I am a Rock
aww that was LOVELY Greg!

Strong men are hard to find.
I wrote a poem once about a well...will have to look it out. It's good to compare ourselves to natural things and animals too. There are teachings everywhere.
Alison x

Author's Reply:
Aye! There's an animal hidden in all of us, hehe.
Women can be rocks too, you know. They're ahead of the game 'cause they have a heart of stone. Yikes! Just kidding! You, for one, probably hafta shave yers 'cause it's so warm and fuzzy...Am I finding my way to the doghouse okay or would you like to kick me there? Had a good night sleep and feeling mischievous. I'd probably make a good raccoon.
Dig out that poem. Sure to be a good 'un!

Thanks Alison,

Greg πŸ™‚

Kat on 28-01-2013
I am a Rock
Thanks for linking me this poem, Greg. What a wonderful write and deserving of all praise and attention.

Kat x

Author's Reply:
Aye, Kat! It's reading other's subs. such as yours, (https://ukauthors.com/modules.php?name=News&file=article&sid=29330), together with my aspirations of living the best life possible that inspire pieces such as this.



Your kind words will be kept in my chest of treasures...



Greg πŸ™‚


One Last Lullaby (posted on: 03-08-12)
This was written for the daughter of a friend and co-worker who is expecting her first. I wrote it as a reminder that as they grow, little ones are always watching you and depend on you to show them the proper path through example. You don't realize it until they're nearly grown just how fast it all happened. I felt it was my duty to help prepare the new mom and dad for this. Photobucket

With features like mine, your smile was grand as you grasped my finger with your little hand. Thinking it was food, you had faith in me. Suckling for naught, it satisfied you. As I held you to my chest and rubbed your tiny back, I breathed you in and burned in my mind the scent of your infancy, fresh and divine. I could mold and shape you as you mocked my every move. Trusting and needing me, you hoped I approved. One day soon you'll need me no more and on that day, Dear God, I implore: I have done you justice, that I did things right. I pray you'll be safe, independent too, for every day, I'll think of you, remembering the moment you came to me new.

Archived comments for One Last Lullaby
Andrea on 03-08-2012
One Last Lullaby
One day soon
you’ll need me no more
and on that day,
Dear God, I implore:
I have done you justice,


Yep, about sums it up. And no matter how old, they're always kids to you :). Love the image, too...

Author's Reply:
Thanks Andrea. Guess I summed it up with Popeye as well. I've already heard how you love your sons, so this is most likely every day dribble to you, but is for new parents who have yet to experience it.

Greg πŸ™‚

amman on 04-08-2012
One Last Lullaby
Lovely sentiments Greg. This was obviously personal to you. If you nurture them right, chances are they will grow up to be caring and decent human beings. Your son is a good looking man; presumably he takes after his ma! Ha, ha.
Regards.

Author's Reply:
Aye, my friend! Children are personal to me 'cause they're people, LOL. Seriously, these parents are so excited and I know they'll try hard. I wanted to write for 'em 'cause they're both avid poetry readers and also because it gave me the "juice" to squeeze one out for posterity. Yes, my son takes after his mother in many ways, (working real hard to not say anything "funny" in response to that), and me in others. Since we're all far from perfect, I hope he keeps that in mind as well.

As always, Thanks much Tony.

Greg πŸ™‚

Ionicus on 04-08-2012
One Last Lullaby
A very sweet poem, Greg, which echoes the hopes and the joy of everyone who has raised children and the apprehension they feel as they grow up.
I like the image of mother and child which accompanies the poem.

Author's Reply:
Thanks Luigi,
I was surprised by the number of men at work that took the trouble to tell me that they liked it. I had made a copy on photo paper with the picture as watermark and framed for a friend whose daughter, (the baby of the family), just got married and is moving to San Diego with her hubby who is in the navy. Have more "orders" now, LOL.

Greg πŸ™‚

niece on 04-08-2012
One Last Lullaby
A sweet gentle poem, Greg...you've put down all the feelings so well. There is so much you learn being a parent, yet you fall into the part with no training or experience whatsoever. Nice !!!

Regds,
niece

Author's Reply:
Aye! Makes us better grandparents than parents, I’m afraid. I've told my son often that I grew up with him. He's now at the age where he understands that. Though I kept myself very involved with him, there are things I would do differently if given the chance.

Thank-you for your wonderful remarks. I usually have to edit the dickens outta stuff, but this only took a couple, (credit to Alison, the multifaceted gem), as the words just spilled out.

Greg πŸ™‚

stormwolf on 05-08-2012
One Last Lullaby
LOVELY Greg.
You have a lovely heart that just shines through your work. How I wish I had been more aware of how fast time passes and just how much our children do look to us for guidance. Mine went throughy hell when I left their father but they are all good people and the huge blessing of grandchildren is something that has given me pleasure beyond my wildest dreams. I have also written poetry for people in special times and they wulll cherish it, I know they will. Well done on the nom too.
Alison x

ps your son is easy on the eye!!! lol

Author's Reply:
Alison,

LOL! Like Tony said, he must take after mom. Aye, my heart melts at the thought of little ones not even being aware that the circumstances they're in will influence their ability to love, learn, and be confident enough to be themselves in times of social pressure.
I can tell too, that throughout it all, your children felt loved and cherished. Thanks much for your kind words.

Greg πŸ™‚

Weefatfella on 05-08-2012
One Last Lullaby
Aye Greg. Well done excellent sentiments.
I have two daughters and they have done me proud.
They may be woman and wives now but they're still my weans. (children).My wee grandson is my best pal.this was an emotive piece echoing the feelings of all parents.

Thanks Greg I don't know how to do a picture or I would have sent one. http://farm1.static.flickr.com/90/236053792_949302721e.jpg

Author's Reply:
Hey Duke!

Photobucket
To add a picture, do the following:
1) Go to http://photobucket.com/ and create your free account. Make it a public account.
2) Upload the desired picture to your album
3) In your album, hold cursor over picture and you will see four different options available. Click inside box for html code. It will say "copied".
4) go to your sub, or in this case comment, and paste code.
5) remove all text on left of < img...etc.
6) leaving: < img src= and all that follows
7) That will leave the code to view picture after you save your response. The removal of code preceeding blank will keep your entire album from being viewed when the image is clicked.
8) Hope my tutorial helped. Andrea tooted me...er tutored me.

Thanks much for your wonderful sentiments!

Greg πŸ™‚

jay12 on 06-08-2012
One Last Lullaby
Wow! I wish I could've had the honour of nominating this for the anthology myself. It's brill man!

Jay.

Author's Reply:
Thanks Jay,
I had wondered if it was long enough to convey what was needed, but am now convinced that it was "just right". I appreciate your kind remarks very much.
Short version-Thank-you. πŸ˜‰

Greg πŸ™‚

SugarMama34 on 08-08-2012
One Last Lullaby
Hey Tex!

a lovely sentimental poem of a new child born and growing up, that I can so identify with being a mum of a large family. I loved the idea of this and most of the wording, actually I love all the wording, but I did get a little confused in parts as I read it out loud because I wasn't sure if it was a rhyming poem as most of it seemed to be or not as some didn't and it did throw me a little, but I loved the sentimentality of it πŸ™‚

Lis x

Author's Reply:
Well...dunno how to respond other than to say it seemed to say what I wanted to convey and it appears to flow nicely in my simple Texan mind. Aye! The wording is what is important in the end as long as the rythym doesn't jerk ya around.

Example of timeless poem with such qualities:

What are Little Boys made of poem

What are little boys made of?
Snips and snails, and puppy dogs tails
That's what little boys are made of !"
What are little girls made of?
"Sugar and spice and all things nice
That's what little girls are made of!"

Thanks,

Greg πŸ™‚


WendyJ on 18-08-2012
One Last Lullaby
Hey Greg, I love this poem. It brought a lump to my throat. Well done, excellent sentiments

Author's Reply:
I always try to say something funny in response but you gave me no option other than a heaartfelt thank-you.

Thank-you Wendy!

Greg πŸ™‚


Dreaming Marine (posted on: 16-07-12)
Dedicated to Corporal Josh Daugherty. His book of poetry ''The Daily Thoughts of a Fallujah Marine'' can be found on Amazon. Photobucket

Lines blur and move when you're in the sand. The meaning of life varies for every man, depending on amount of blood on his hands. To hold a head up high can result in certain death, so he looks at his boots, and prays at every step. Through chattering teeth, and grunts of laden Marines, he allows his mind to wander to nights of better dreams. Childhood sweethearts and hometown friends, his old dog Spot, and the way grandma bends. Smell of home-cooking wafts in the air when he realizes suddenly that it's an enemy flare. Rockets scream and gunfire blares. ''Get fucking down!'' the squad leader swears. Through rigorous training, and experience besides, they just have time to realize they can save each other from a dreadful fate by cutting them down before it's too late. Counting the men two-by-two, one is dead-the guy they called "Blue". No more time for young men's dreams, they must stay alive, these baby-faced Marines. Trudging ahead as they always do, knowing they begin tomorrow anew.
Archived comments for Dreaming Marine
amman on 16-07-2012
Dreaming Marine
Skillfully composed and very moving Greg. You transport us to the battlefield; can smell the fear and hear the gunfire.
I presume 'good old spot' refers to the guy's dog?
Cheers.

Author's Reply:
No, it says "his old dog spot." hehe. Good edit, Tony.

Thank-you, my friend.

Greg πŸ™‚

niece on 16-07-2012
Dreaming Marine
Can't imagine what a terrible life it must be...yes, you took us there with your words...the panic, the fear...felt it all, Greg...lovely poem...

Regds,
niece

Author's Reply:
Thank-you, Niece. While Josh would never want someone else to experience it, your empathy will do him good.

Greg πŸ™‚

cooky on 16-07-2012
Dreaming Marine
This is as good as it gets .Top write I like this

Author's Reply:
You make me blush, my friend.

Thank-you doubly, Steven.

Greg πŸ™‚

chrisk on 16-07-2012
Dreaming Marine
Greg,
Very touching. I am not a great poetry reader, but this, I like.

Author's Reply:
I thank you very much and hope to see some of yours. We all have a little poet in us. Mine keeps trying to get out, but I coax him back in with cookies, LOL.

Greg πŸ™‚

chrisk on 16-07-2012
Dreaming Marine
I tried to write a few small poems ( which are on this site) but it took a great effort and was posted with the help of some members here!
Cookies or not, you have the talent, mate.


Author's Reply:
I'll take a look-see over the week or weekend. No talent here. Sheer determination and a penchant for editing over and over again. Now, where did I leave my meds.?

Greg πŸ™‚

Andrea on 16-07-2012
Dreaming Marine
Moving, powerful write, Greg.

If 'his old dog spot' is ...er...his dog, shouldn't 'spot' be 'Spot'?

A trivial point, perhaps, but mine own πŸ™‚

Incidentally, did you mean to leave the image URL complete so that your PB page can be accessed?

Bloody great write...

Author's Reply:
Aye, done and done...more insomnia. Been using html code option on photobucket. Not that I care, but which displays that image alone? Image url?

Thanks for the comments. Meant much to me, and hopefully, Josh.

Greg πŸ™‚

Andrea on 16-07-2012
Dreaming Marine
Yes, you do need the htnl code (and the image URL for the forums), but you have to remove everything above the bit.



So you remove this bit:



< a href="http://s1167.photobucket.com/albums/q621/lugger1960/?action=viewΒ€t=Marineandbaby.jpg" target="_blank" >





and leave this bit:




src="https://i1167.photobucket.com/albums/q621/lugger1960/Marineandbaby.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket">





Wonder if that'll come out as I want it to? (I made some spaces in-between)

Author's Reply:

Andrea on 16-07-2012
Dreaming Marine
It didn't quite come out right. Either way, you leave everything after this --> target="_blank" >

Author's Reply:
Aye, got it!
Thanks Mate,

Greg πŸ™‚

Ionicus on 16-07-2012
Dreaming Marine
Greg, you have expertly painted a portrait of what is like for a young man, especially a new recruit, being on the front line of the Iraqi desert. You have stressed the fear, the anxiety and the sense of preservation in a combat situation.
You may have noted from previous comments of mine my attitude to any conflict: while commending the bravery of those young men, I only feel contempt for those who sent them to an unnecessary war for their own political agenda.
And I include Tony Blair, the so called 'ambassador of peace in the Middle East'.
Best regards, Luigi.

Author's Reply:
Aye! I feel the same way, Luigi. It was written for the young men and dedicated to Josh as he took the effort to write about his experience, (I work with his mother-in-law), and share with those who care to see from a young Marine's eyes.

Thank-you my friend,

Greg πŸ™‚

ChairmanWow on 16-07-2012
Dreaming Marine
TexasBro you really did it this time. What an evocative write. Seems the form was tightened up since I first read it and that makes all the difference. Congrats on the "nib" and the "nom."

Ralph

Author's Reply:
Aye! I do try when I find one worthwhile and must admit that I appreciate both on behalf of young Marines and Josh.

Thanks much ArizonaBro,

Greg πŸ™‚


stormwolf on 16-07-2012
Dreaming Marine
Some bugger beat me to the nom! πŸ˜‰
You are going from strength to strength. This was very evocative and captured it all. I share Luigi's contempt for the lily-livered despicables that send good people into harm's way but that gets my dander up too much so I will leave it at that. πŸ˜‰

I would have broken the poem into stanzas for more effect , you know..chunks of information etc but it really is top notch.
Alison x

The pic was excellent too, showing the human side to the soldier and his crucial place as a father and husband, not some pawn of war for shady reasons.

Author's Reply:
Always outguessing me, Alison. I actually had it that way at first, (Ralph as my witness), but wanted to slow you down on this one. I'd triple space if I felt it did any good. Wanted it to sink in. As a former Marine, (peacetime-cold war), I have an affection for these guys 'cause I know why they joined and where their heart is. I also know how knuckle-headed they are. My son wanted to join and I asked him why not just let me shoot him as I would at least be humane about it.

Greg πŸ™‚

So how is this? BTW-I printed off and gave a copy to his wife. She told her mother that night that they were expecting their first! She thought it so coincidental...

amman on 17-07-2012
Dreaming Marine
Greg.
Congrats on the nomination. Well deserved.
Tony.

Author's Reply:
Aye, my friend! It is much appreciated on behalf of young Marines.

Greg πŸ™‚

Ani on 17-07-2012
Dreaming Marine
Harsh reality of being a soldier, delivered perfectly. I especially love the idea of his dog being `spot`, I am sure everybody has a memory of reading `spot the dog` at some point in their lives. It was a clever way to lead readers build empathy. Well done Greg.
Fureya

Author's Reply:
Aye! I went in just after 'Nam and though I was peacetime, I had many friends who were seasoned in battle if you will. Yeah, wanted to use an "every dog" name as the pooch would have grown up with him and it stands to reason that a child would choose such a name.

Thank-you Fureya,

Greg πŸ™‚

Weefatfella on 18-07-2012
Dreaming Marine
I have a few mates in Iraq now. I hate to hear the news of the death of soldiers.
Young men such a waste and usually for oil.

An enjoyable piece, I would have stuck with the unmentioned 'Hides' but then I'm just learning and ripping it a wee bit. Enjoyed it Tex.

Author's Reply:
Aye Duke, there was a time that I would have used different Wordage, but have been reminded and realize that I am on a writing site where disregard for censorship is ingrained, LOL. Besides, the direct approach is best when dealing with jarheads.

Thanks much,
Greg πŸ™‚

franciman on 19-07-2012
Dreaming Marine
Hi Greg.

It has already all been said. Real poets always find a way to unshackle their emotions. It's what gives tone and music to the verse. This is a great example of that 'investment'. Leon Uris 'Battle Cry' in lyric form.

Your Buddies should be proud of you.
Cheers,
Jim

Author's Reply:
Thank-you Jim, but it is I that am proud of them. Sure, you've heard the horror stories, but that was from overstressed young people with lack of leadership in their command. It will always be something that happens, but fortunately we have media coverage these days to keep people accountable. I refer you to the Stanford prison experiment: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stanford_prison_experiment
I know I've read the book "Battle Cry", but has been a very long time. I suppose it's probably time to re-read.

Again, thank-you very much.

Greg πŸ™‚

jay12 on 21-07-2012
Dreaming Marine
Awesome. (Proper English 'Awesome')

Great read, deserves nomination.

Author's Reply:
Think ah some of them too, if you nary mind to share, (proper Texan).

Thanks Jay. I do appreciate. The nomination was a gratifying and humbling experience for me.

Greg πŸ™‚

Gaztop on 13-09-2012
Dreaming Marine
I was in the Royal Marines so get every word of this. Very poingnant observation of the soldier on the front line.
Thank you Texasgreg.

Gaztop

Author's Reply:
You're most welcome, my deserving brother.

Photobucket

Greg πŸ™‚


Invisible Me (posted on: 30-03-12)
As you walk down the street and give the occasional nod or smile to a stranger, don't overlook the opportunity to befriend a person with a handicap if only for a moment.

Invisible Me I'm not invisible, please look at me I need to be touched and hugged I need to be seen Braces and wheelchairs don't make me mad So please don't avoid my stare Acknowledge me in passing and manage a smile I'm living and breathing, so please be aware I look at you walking, and if you cry, I care My laugh and gesture are a faηade to mask my pain To get your attention and receive a nod To acknowledge that we're all the same At least in the eyes of God
Archived comments for Invisible Me
Andrea on 30-03-2012
Invisible Me
Wonderful sentiments, Texas, and so true. People who are 'a little different' are all too often dismissed and ignored. A nice little reminder here...

Author's Reply:
Thank-you Andrea. Very honored by the tweet.
Gregor πŸ™‚

Ionicus on 30-03-2012
Invisible Me
The point you make is very appropriate. Until recently there was a handicapped man in our reading group who related to us, and wrote a poem on the topic, that people would not ask him a direct question even though he was able to reply. Instead the question would be directed at a companion: 'Does he take sugar in his tea?'

Author's Reply:
Of course he wants sugar in his tea, silly. (Texas humor attempt) Thank-you for your kind words, Ionicus.
Greg πŸ™‚

sunken on 31-03-2012
Invisible Me
Ionicus is right. People usually ask the person I happen to be with if I'd like a drink or anything. They never ask me. I'm not disabled, but I am a pisces. People can be very ignorant of the Piscean. A lovely poem, Greg of Texas fame. Well done on the nib. It suits ya.

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please sir, can i have a cattle prod?

Author's Reply:
Sorry
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I was told to never trust a Pisces with a cattle prod, lol. Thanks for your kind words, crazy funny guy with a Texas-sized heart. What's a nib? You'll probably laugh at me, but I haven't been able to figure it out. Seen it on here before so I guess it's slang I'm not privy to. Hell, I just found out phat has nothing to do with weight. Got into all those fights over nothing, lol.

ChairmanWow on 31-03-2012
Invisible Me
How true. Life is tough enough without a disability. Golden Rule is what we need to apply to everyone.

Ralph from Arizona

Author's Reply:
Thanks Ralph! Love your tea, by the way, (Another attempt at Texas humor). Sounds as if you're a good man. Just don't give in to Sunken's request for a cattle prod, lol.

sunken on 01-04-2012
Invisible Me
Hello again, Mr. Greg. A nib is a slang term for the 'Great Read' tag that appears at the top of your poem. They're given out by persons unknown. All very mysterious. It generally means you did good. They don't often get it wrong. That said, I once got a nib for writing a poem about my testicles. It's a funny old world, Greg. Hope this has helped to clear things up.

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aware of his testicles since 1986

Author's Reply:
Thank God this isn't handwritten. Laughing my arse off. I had also wondered about that...so how do you nominate a great read? I may just consider sending you that cattle Prod if you promise not to use it on your testicles...

sunken on 01-04-2012
Invisible Me
You nominate a piece that's got a nib (Great Read) the same way as you nominate any other piece, Mr. Greg. Simply click the nominate button at the bottom of the poem in question. I see you've been nominated for this already πŸ™‚ Quite right too. I don't think my testicles ever got nominated... I did offer to have them adorn the cover of the anthology for that particular year but sadly said offer was declined. There's no accounting for taste, Greg.

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prodding cattle since 1994

Author's Reply:
K, guess I just overlooked it. Thank-you crazy funny guy with Texas-sized heart!

amman on 05-07-2012
Invisible Me
Hi Greg. I was looking thru' some old subs because there's so much good stuff on UKA and came upon this oldie of yours. Can't believe I missed it first time around. A great treatment of a sensitive subject; people can be so dismissive or perhaps embarrassed. A great write and so deserving of the nomination.
Cheers Texas.
Tony.

Author's Reply:
Aye, Tony.
For a brief while, I worked with young people in an institution who were mentally handicapped, (many physically handicapped as well). At first, I was angry that I had to stoop to such work to earn a meager wage. When I finally found a job that paid what I felt I needed to raise a family, I was so sad to leave as I had developed bonds and didn't really trust them to be cared for properly. I wish such jobs paid much better and had higher standards in recruitment.

Thank-you, my friend.

Greg πŸ™‚