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Copyright © Ruben O. | Year Posted 2010
Sweeping through your scotch broom,
weeping over your cobblestones,
lilting around the columns of Calton Hill,
is an Age of Reason so brilliantly brooding,
some nights I am kept awake
listening to Pendragon's breath caress Arthur's Seat,
and whispers drip from sills on Ramsay Street.
Though roots may drink from a sleepless night,
when morning light creeps through the curtains,
my love for you is renewed.
*This is a re-post
replacing an opinionated piece
Copyright © Chris D. Aechtner | Year Posted 2013
"Mine all Mine!"
A thief I long to be
Your eyes original like the moon and sea
A lover in the world............
An Anthology, you walk and talk like the word "AMOR."
The words you send, I nicely tuck under my pillow
Every note every line you left behind
I memorized till they became all mine
Unauthorized I scrape the concrete calluses off the tongue
Pirating the perfect dramatic monolog look,
Basking through the passage around your Bio,
Lost in the musky scent -around the sonnet of your aura light
Epic enough, I reach inside to feel every idyllic rhyme
A strong iambic meter curse, conjuring up the perfect verse
In you I lift a copy paste from your lips,
No need to credit the sources in your bliss
The sweetest undamaged sensual memorandum book
A moment I stole and sealed without copyright proof
My dearest Poet,
When you move across the room
I see a thousand arrows that follow from behind,
Indulged when you speak and point out a verse per verse
I am a victim pampered by your words,
Sponging every line, adding them to my crib notes
Improved wordplay that infringed my everyday diary
A haiku so tangible, it sets the perfect images in my dream,
Hypnotize after I read your first love poem
A printed feeling--
Borrowed from the sun
Copyright © Poet Destroyer A | Year Posted 2013
Every day, I fall in love with something new,
while maintaining the love I have already found.
I fall in love with scars, wrinkles,
clichés, and repetition; I fall in love
with items that people throw to the wind,
kick around, and step upon.
I fall in love with my enemies,
one of life's hardest lessons to learn;
I find haters to be marvelous motivators.
The old man who sits in a rain-gorged gutter,
his fist raised to the sky in fury
as he talks to an invisible audience
about how Apollo stole his dearly, beloved wife—
I fall in love with him too.
I fall in love with things that some people deem
as ugly, dirty, morose, and immoral.
The more I fall in love,
the more I love each moment,
including the pain, torture, and misery
that may unfold along the way.
Every day, I fall in love with something new,
while reinforcing the love I already have .
If I write down treasonously teetering words,
the reader could assume such words
to be rooted in rage, or a cynical outlook,
when the words are actually birthed from love—
I love every word that exists.
I fall in love with the woman
who is too shy to have a sincere conversation with anyone,
because she believes herself to be grotesque,
when in fact, she is exquisitely gorgeous.
I fall in love with broken daffodils, bent daisies,
a shattered seashell, the sweet stench of seaweed
rotting on the shore, and the way her hair smells
as it bakes in the sun.
I fall in love with black and white photographs,
mesmerized by the essence that the dead have left behind.
I fall in love with marbles,the feathers of mourning doves,
and with the stray cat, who after watching the moving truck drive away, slunk around the alley in search of scraps—
over the years, she has proven to be a respectful and loyal companion (so easy to fall in love with, again and again,
while maintaining the love I already have).
I fall in love with saints, villains, rusted watering cans,
the way sunlight bends into prisms
when it shines through the cracked, antique windowpane
that I simply don't want to replace.
And as for the people who think that it's impossible
for someone such as myself
to fall in love with something new, every, single day,
well, I love them too.
2016 Pulse Remix, July 18th, 2016
(original version was written on April 6th, 2012)
Copyright © Chris D. Aechtner | Year Posted 2012
Written in The Stars
Two hearts bleached by the sun
A poem's - fallen wish
The Love
Of A Life Time
Majestic beams fall from heavens meadow
Two hearts stitched by the constellation
Under the moon's glow
You and I
Gazing up into the Starry Sky
This night we sit under the dazzling diamond dust
Our eyes feel and meet tonight
Stars twinkle a poem of each paired heart
Listen......While......The God's Whisper!
What Is Love?
They asked
A wish so gently by the stars
Greeting young couples heart
Poor but, in love
Mockeries of an old shadow
Light embracing this Auspicious moment
-Aster Flares-
Intrigued by sad lovers tale
Two souls forever rich-
Sharing eternity through celestial bliss
Gravitating in the world owned by the stars
A most unfortunate turn of events,
Romeo & Juliet
Collapsing stars rising with a hymn
From the moment they fell
Only to reveal how beautiful--
-- the stars in the dark
Ever so wealthy, around Orion's Belt
Reading notes on every rhyme, every heartbeat
Stars fall every eve entering the atmosphere
Seeping through the soul, making love a part of light
Permanent illusion
Fireflies Flaring up
A passion that last longer than a moment
Each zodiac unfolds
The stars tell you, who you are
Gaze upon the eternity
Follow the Northern star
Beneath your peaceful splendor
They will bow
Sunset and the evening star,
"My Star Of Love"
Like glitter dust upon a timeless shore
Never will the memory of love be gone
Look up at the stars tonight,
For somewhere out there
I read about YOU in a poem.
By; PD
Wouldn't you rather~
Wouldn't you rather be dead?
Maybe shoot yourself in the head?
Over my dead heart, I'd never want to be a zombie like you.
The sight of your limbs are rotten all the time.
All synonyms say of you looks like a 3 legged swine.
Go ahead and do us all a favor,
hide and stash yourself away from all your neighbor.
I think I'd rather have my eyes stuck with glue
So I won't have to look at you
When it comes to family friends, you ain't got none.
You're always gonna be called the lonely retarded one.
Who could ever love a face like yours.
not even your mother see's pass your gores
No need for privacy when you pee
Go ahead and take a leak and drown yourself in the sea.
Don't think for one second you are irresistible
Love making with a zombie is impossible.
Wouldn't you rather be dead?
maybe shoot yourself in the head
The time to kill yourself is at hand.
Slicing your wrist is what we recommend.
Cut your tongue off, don't want to hear you squeal.
Blood all over, your face is no big deal
A sword or machete will only pick up the pace
I wanna see your guts pop out your mid-waist
Contaminated objects is a must
Anything to remove your face of disgust.
The easy part is the best
Once you are gone we will all feel blessed,
The flaw of your existence
Is what keeps us all in distance
Wouldn't you rather be dead?
maybe shoot yourself in the head
Close your eyes and die
No one wants to hear you cry
You said you wanted to be loved
believe me~ you're better off unloved
I say do yourself off
Anyways you've always had it rough...
Go ahead and scream
This is not a dream
Now see how you make me feel
All I want is for you to end your ugly ordeal.
I will praise this day of course
Knowing soon you'll be a rotting corpse.
happy valentine ~ TO: All My DEADBEAT X-es from Texas.
Copyright © SKAT A | Year Posted 2012
The sky resembles the robin's eggshells
scattered across the ground,
a blue so seemingly infinite yet fragile,
cracks running between understanding and madness
complementing each other
as divine truths in their own right
to conquer my mind,
to unhinge the doors,
making it unnecessary to pick rusted locks
letting thoughts fly free,
releasing love out into the horizon.
If frozen within caged snapshots of mildewed expectations,
it will surely die,
but even so,
I was willing to strangle it by holding on too tightly.
Until I saw the sky and eggshells today
Peppered clouds reflected on the water,
paralleling speckles on the eggshells,
remind me of the freckles on your face.
We need to be wide-open-free,
we need to fly,
without focusing too hard on shells of yesterdays.
We need to unclench our fists,
unclench our tongues,
explore the vast blue peppered sky
on wings of letting go....
so that we can once again feel with purity,
so that we can hold each other ever closer.
if my love for you was any greater
the trees would line up in poetic forms
...awe you in sonnets written...
...part...to allow winds to cool your face...
to trace it with natures hand.
all the oxygen that covers all the waters rise,
supercharge the breath of my emotion.
mountains would melt, shed their peaks like tears of joy.
even the arid deserts serve up fruits,
their prickly pears peeled on a platter.
sunset would pause and sunrise hurry...
...exist in a paradox to herald your presence.
petals would climb their stems
regroup to bloom again.
butterflies re-cocoon
emerge as glorious fairies
for all children to adore.
the skies would willingly
shape, etch, paint,
frame my exuberance.
the planet would swell,
the galaxies expand.
in the endless depth
of my singular love
i hold you dear,
safely contain you
in my admiring smile,
for now,
Sponsor: Rhonda Johnson-Saunders
Contest Name: Your Most Romantic Poem of 2014
Copyright © Maurice Yvonne | Year Posted 2014
you write your words and they make me cry
you write those word and you know i die
but i've died so often now
i held you in my arms while you smelled my hair
i saw that pretty little smile you saved for me
we always ran
too wild to walk
it takes two to tango
only one to pirouette
when you did your round about
turned over every single leaf
left me out alone
in the dead of spring
was it winter,
it must of been
'cause i know i almost froze
you kissed me
back when we first met
we kissed a lot
way back then
how you loved my lips
the touch of my skin
your thick black mane
how you'd whip it back
exposing yourself all bare
we never turned off the lights
or ever said hush
do you still own those dice
the ones in gold
with embedded gems in black
you use to love to roll them
rolled those snake eyes that bit
i'd swallow the poison like lemonade
stripped naked,
handcuffed and whipped
your ceramic nails
tearing at me
my flesh on them
the blood on my back
i didn't know
wore my white shirt
'till someone screamed
from behind it was red
i dripped on the floor
like a lit candle
melted like a witch
drenched in Dorothy's water
you clicked your ruby heels
and you were gone
i wasn't in Kansas anymore
walked around with a briefcase
in my Armani suit
i never shed a tear
bedded woman half my age
they lined up in droves
to be with this broken man
i would yell like a cowboy
riding a bucking bronco
and i never fell
i was the man
everybody told me so
i would smile shyly
thank them their praise
but i knew who i was
make no mistake
every rodeo has its clowns
I wasn't the matador
even though I spoke fluent bull
the only knifes i carried were in my back
do you remember my white shirt
the whole time i justified me to me
by not thinking
by not talking
by not listening
by not wishing
or even dreaming
we both knew there was a gun in my briefcase
we both knew I would never use it
didn't own any bullets
still i pulled the trigger
some joy in that
pointed to my head
click, nothing
and when I saw you yesterday
and I held my breath for longer then I ever had
i thought the room would never stop spinning
i remember we spoke
how i saw it in yours eyes
as plain as day
you knew of my success
how fine i looked
in my silk woven garb
you said
but i looked at my watch
asked for a raincheck
you'd have none of it
and i think your teeth fell out
when i walked anyways
I didn't understand your look
you knew i had a backbone
you know i never flinch
that's the story of life
take it when you got it
with some guys there are no be backs
my legs were like led as i walked away
and i could hear your tears
but i don't care much for phonies
you threw it all away
when you decided
to look the other way
it broke me inside
i'd never be the same
i never turned to look
slept the same as always
four hours tops
nothings changed
i'd give my right arm
for one pass of your breath
against my lips
but my soul?
never!...i'll live with the pain.
and other man stare
and other man wish
quietly yearning to be me
you know i want to laugh
success is like a flashy book cover
the cover is what sells the book
nobody bothers to read it
but they know the jacket by heart
set up a turnstile in my house
watch the ladies come and go
never let them get close
never invite the nice ones
the good ones the real ones
never want to hurt anyone
never want them to hurt like me
to hurt like me
hurt like me
like me
i'd give my right arm
for one pass of your breath
against my lips...
Maurice Yvonne
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Contest: Whatever
Sponsor: Poet Destroyer A
''Like Ice Cream''
Having ice cream with you,
Brightens the entire portrait in my youth.
Like catnip for a cat
-- the Reese's fun never stops!
Like monkeys in a zoo, above a tasty sherbet treetop.
Ice Cream with you!
How sweet, the imagery of 31 different treats
Cold butter and salty Placid water, with the works
Amaretto peaches, and slushy sauce --- twerk
Dandelion haven- above a marshmallow rocky road
Fireflies flicker around the fresh Lemon Drop Sky
A delightful sundae breeze on the crest of my tongue
Soft frozen chocolate dessert, nothing can go amiss
Ice Cream with You!
So many to choose from,
Savor the delicious flavor
---of Butterscotch homemade rum
There's no other place I'd rather be
Lost Inside this forever hazel mint joy scenery
The ultimate indulgence in one icy bite
A cream coconut cherry delight
-served on the side with apple pie
In a cup, on a cone, my vanilla waffle boy
Everything-- about-- you-- roams free
like tubs of ice cream dreams
Listen to the sound of soft sprinkles cinnamon
The happy feeling that melts when you're around
I'm packing a giant scoop of Ice Cream from your heart
Adoring and Embracing Life
Every time you say the words
...I love you...
Lost in your charm
if only time could stand still
to capture this memory eternally
the reflection of the moon shimmers
upon the tranquil waters
in congregation with the stars
we sail in serene silence
with echoes of night insects
and illumination of fire flies
your voice is mellifluous
accompanying your sparkling smile
to describe your divine beauty
is ineffable as I fall into limerence
your ethereal eyes guide me closer
all resistance is futile
intoxicated by your seduction
my heart feels an epiphany
with the revelation of true love
as our lips touch sensually
my eyes become phosphenus
now oblivious to my surroundings
hoping this feeling is not ephemeral
enticed by the desire to remain
eternally in this moment
Dedicated to my beloved
Limerence (also infatuated love) is a state of mind which results from a romantic attraction to another person typically including compulsive thoughts and fantasies and a desire to form or maintain a relationship and have one's feelings reciprocated.
7 November 2015
Copyright © Silent One | Year Posted 2015
Our first awareness
falling through time
through blood-rain, pure white snow, green vegetation
down into deep earth
warm sunshine
cool wind
soaking rain
Energy flowing-up through our pod
each day we grew bigger
snug together with brothers and sisters
bursting our little cozy shell
then one day
a father and daughter
plucked us from the vine
stripped – we lay bare upon a tray
disorientated and tender but alive
a life force deep inside us
our skin soft but hardening
then sleep . . . waiting for the one
Daddy!! Come see the beans
They changed colors
I see brown ones with white specks
Yellow with black dots
Orange with blue stripes
But wait . . . there are three larger beans that seem to glow and vibrate
one is blood-red
another . . . brilliant white
the last . . . forest green
What does this mean daddy?
Is it evil?
No my sweet darling
These are special beans
Descended from an ancient garden long ago . . .
no longer of this world
It was a place of love and light
No death but a deep communion between mother earth and us
The three beans are: Peace, Purity, Prosperity
These beans will feed a starving world
Bring healing to the hurting
Laughter to the downtrodden
Hope to the desolate
Love to the unloved
Life to the dead
These beans hold deep magic
How do they work Daddy?
a worthy woman is chosen
who is humble of heart
strong in spirit
wise in love
Who is this lady?
the magic beans choose
they only appear to the one female
you, my darling . . . you are the one
Me? I am only a girl
I have none of these things . . .
the beans see deep within a soul
they never lie
they have chosen you
together you will change the world!
Daddy, I am scared . . .
I am shaking
I am not worthy
breathe deeply, close your eyes
put the beans in your mouth
Daddy, I taste sweetness
Molasses, ginger, caramel . . . now chocolate
I see visions upon the wind
Blood, wars, rage, yelling . . . unbearable things
yes, darling the evil is strong here
let the blood from the red bean flow
let it mingle with your love
it will defeat this evil and bring
healing and forgiveness . . . peace
The white bean is singing with my voice – Daddy!
Sweet is her song
I see merriment, laugher, dancing . . .
People hugging and holding hands
My tears are falling
Filling rivers with waters of light, love and purity
Joy reverberates from mountains peaks
From my open lips runs rich green sap
Deep does the earth drink
Big drafts of life and love
I see fields flowing with
Cream, honey, and wine
Trees waving to the sun
The earth is rejoicing
I see beans being planted
In a garden
A man and a little girl
yes, my Little One, soar now
fill the world with your love
fill the wind with your song
love generously
Such is the magic of these colored beans
David Meade
Love Generously
Copyright © David Meade | Year Posted 2015
I am the wind
You cannot see me but you can feel me
Breezing gently through your hair
Brushing slightly across your cheek
Whispering softly 'neath your ear
I am the wind whirling,howling,roaring
blowing fiercely against the desert sand
which sifts silently in the hourglass of your soul
I will not fail you,nor leave your side
till you smell fresh rain again
and soak under cascading waterfalls
I am the wind extinguishing wild fire
which scars the lifeline of your palm
I am the wind blowing whimsically
in the honey fragrance of each meadow
where you lay beneath a half sun
I breathe my warmth where your cold fingers
gather forget-me-not petals
that fall ever so slow
with every drip drop of my fluetish tapping sound
I am the wind,I will carry you to places ,far
I'd tickle your lips with fluttering feathers
of early doves which soar above your mirthful past
I'd strip your thought bare till I touch that heart
I am the wind wafting by your pillowcase
I play within your dreams
with each seductive move
Capturing the hour of a star
I linger in the depths of all that once was dark
I pour rose- scented zephyr into your night
and We would never part,No! We'll never part
I am the wind
Copyright © Charmaine Chircop | Year Posted 2014
These eyes have often been solaced
by twilight's cotton candy pllows moving silently
towards a sky's velveteen blanket
and angels'silver gowns
By gazing over hills
to where old country church bells
and crickets play harmonious sounds
These eyes have often been solaced
by honey coloured shadows
pouring moonlight zest
across the rose plum of my cheek
By little antique lamplights
which illuminate my soul 's dark cobbled street
By winds carrying sea-salts to a fragrant golden sand
By tides washing out corals to a distant land
These eyes have often been solaced by your return
to this vacant room inside my heart
By the hush hushed whisper of your voice
By the embrace of your arms
By the way you love me
By the way you need me
By the way you want me
Like an autumn bonfire
before next sunrise'dew fall
By the way you lean on me
you don't speak you are hidden
but I feel you but I see you
we have not met your heart's my home
but I'm inside you since our birth
always a team you hold my wheel
no time for solo when I lose control
the night is silent my beloved my voice will amuse you
the dark is deep my darling my eyes will guide you
the star is bright my beloved my arms will embrace you
the vow is solemn my sweetheart my heart will love you
the muse is heavenly my angel my words will adore you
the sun has set my treasure my dreams will dream with you
the dawn has broken my lover my body will scintillate you
the sand is golden my inamorata my hands will hold you
the tones are dulcet my Goddess my soul will dance with you
every flower that has blossomed our love has bloomed
every storm that has frustrated our love has intensified
every butterfly that has fluttered our love has matured
every river that has streamed our love has hydrated
our love has no definition, nor has be known
more than just an emotion it has not been felt
our union a sacred blessing gifted by God
an immortal love boundless through time
Simple musings (playing around with words)
The Silent One
8 March 2016
Copyright © Silent One | Year Posted 2016
Kaleidoscope eyes
A universe of change
Round and round I go
My spirit of envy and gold,
The nascence of a new stone
Hazel room, vibrant lilac sky,
Deep orange haze in a tender place
Arms of sapphire and cornflower blue
Fuchsia beauty drip
All colors drifted-
The first day we met
Visions of dark slate-gray
Fade away
Firing up the new age gem
Turning and creating different stars
Magic mint skies
White antique petals follow the current of air
Opal dreams, clouds embedded with impurity
My heartbeat produces flashing colors
The palest amethyst bluebonnet forever fields
Flawless tear drop streams
Diamond shaped love
Ruby red promises to keep
Flowing into the deep
Every color spins new
The day I fell in love with you
Peridot lime green tint
A love as old and gray
Olive brownish sun
Honeydew skin
Our future, deeper than aquamarine
Every day you turn fresh new seasons in me
Changing the sequence in my colors and effect
Kaleidoscope Eyes
Reflect by the mirrors of you
Crystallizing everything
what is this sorrow my love?
it rampages me…..
for I have already felt your skin
pressed so tightly to mine
in a secret lovers hold
in the branches that speak
I hear your whisper
taut and fraught with tension
"I am here"
and my ragged heart beats out
a radical rhythm of anticipation
you are as a new rose
I love to watch you bloom
raw and virile
bright red and crimson
swirls of hot and tender
( I am in awe)
I cherish these moments
I can embrace you
in the night time sky
(in slumber….
when dreams come)
you brush my hair
from hollow cheeks
and touch my face
with gentle hands
I hear your fervent declaration
in a moment of hearts beating
in unison soul mate breath….
a song of "am I only dreaming"
"I love you" echoes in the corridors
of my tattered wounded heart
a balm for the shatters
I want to lay my head on you
and let the quiet take us there
to exotic places just us two
can spread our wings and fly too
"kiss me" I beckon
eyes dark with desperation
you can feel the want
pulsing in my words
my mind connects to yours
and electric sparks fly
we are as one…
our lips meet and spirits meld
melt like liquid in the wake of passion
nothing is as lovely as kissing you.
a kiss is never just a kiss
not when its your mouth mine is tasting….
Copyright © Christie Moses | Year Posted 2009
Tiptoeing towards the edge of the towering cliff
I flap my wounded wings and fly
over tall two hundred year old oak trees
up to the top of the highest of mountains
scanning a never ending sovereign sky
I glide effortlessly in the strong southern trade winds
watching the fawn and her doe in the wilderness
My heart starts to beat, and I write
I write of the fragrant fancy free daisies growing unrestrained
of the sun smiling down
reflecting in the fast flowing babbling brook
of the doe munching on the savory green and yellow grasses
oblivious to her surroundings , the fawn firmly within her sight
I hear the songs coming from the red breasted baby Robin
calling to her mother wondering when she'll return with dinner
my heart beats lovingly and I write
I soar higher and higher heading for the heavens
past the mammoth yellowish orange coloured moon
through the mysteries of the milky way
all along thinking of the mysteries lying inside you
I open my eyes, imagine I'm with you and I write
Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2015
Oh beloved, uplift your veil
so I may enter your forbidden kingdom
Savouring those untouched succulent fruits
Relinquish your modesty - submit to me
so, I may stroke your tender delicate skin
absorbing and blending, our souls merging
pulses beating faster with passionate evolution
Your elegant body is an untravelled journey
grant me permission to travel upon it
for, I am the cicerone who yearns to guide solely
leaving footprints, upon my ultimate destination
23 December 2015
You asked me the other day, my friend, who
I am
I replied:
I am you in another body!
Yes, it is true,
Look how much the same we are,
No matter what,
The color
The creed
The race
The status
I am born and die
Suffer and enjoy
Love and hate, just
Like you!
I am a father, a brother, a son,
A mother, a sister, a daughter, just
Like you,
Happiness I seek, family to raise I wish,
Peace to find I look for, just
Like you
I yearn
I abhor
I fear
I hope
I bleed
I heal, just
Like you,
I believe
I doubt
I accept
I refuse
I laugh
I cry, just
Like you
We are alike
We are the same
We are brothers, children of
A unique father
Tell me,
My brother, my friend, my ally,
Why have we:
To oppose
To fight
To hurt
To destroy and
To eliminate
One another?
Are really
Our seas that narrow?
Our oceans that small ?
Our lands so limited to
Contain all of us?
Is it the case that
Our hearts are not big enough
Our minds not so wide-open to
Enfold all mankind?
Listen to me, my other self,
It is up to us to change this world, we
Have inherited, with its:
Virtues and vices
History and culture
Flaws and merits
Try to make it
Kinder and a more
Caring world
Obliterating harmful beliefs
Demolishing injurious divisions
Destroying detrimental distrust
Annihilating racism and
Eradicating the erroneous feeling of
Poisonous superiority
For to
Bring the dawn of a new loving world,
A world,
Of acceptance
Of respect
Of justice
Of equality
Of love
Of universal brotherhood
So as
With peace in our hearts, liberated we
Would be from
Past's deleterious tribulations
For myriads of years, have kept us, fighting
One another!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
NOTE! Today because of the " World Day Against Racism" my moral duty, couldn't
let me stay away!
This poem of mine is an old poem of 2013 that has been edited and improved today thus it is posted now as a new poem!
* I did this for all my friends who wish me to come back. I will come back when I am ready! Thank you for your love!
Copyright © Demetrios Trifiatis | Year Posted 2015
The sky is one gigantic bowl of pink
turned upside down,
spilling soft rosy petals that peeked out
from beneath snow white billowed clouds
till - fully blossomed - they burst out.
Growing radiant at the edge of twilight,
they've scattered as rubescent streaks falling,
lush and luminescent, as we watch in solitude.
No parade this evening - just you and I aglow,
wishing for an eternity to be like this:
so splendidly in love. . .
in the pink.
One of my favorite free verse poems
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2011
As I gaze into indigo skies,
Stars are brighter tonight,
Twinkling in the darkness
Of a new moon.
Orion's belt enchants
My impassioned heart
As my thoughts of you soar
In a dimension devoid
Of Time's constraints.
Let me feel the warmth of your
Strong arms wrapped 'round me
As we breathe in the scent
Of night blooming jasmine.
You are my summer nights—
In my dreams of us
On cool cotton sheets
While Bach serenades us in
Rainbows of ribbons~
In a symphony of sounds~
Your skin glistens,
And I am lost in love.
(French translation)
Comme j'ai regarder dans le ciel indigo,
Les étoiles sont plus lumineux, ce soir,
Scintillant dans l'obscurité
D'une nouvelle lune.
Ceinture d'Orion enchante
Mon coeur passionné
Comme mes pensées de vous atteindre
Dans une dimension dépourvue
Des contraintes de temps.
Je voudrais sentir la chaleur de votre
Bras forts enveloppés "autour de moi
Que nous respirons le parfum
Fleur Jasmin de nuit.
Vous êtes mes nuits d'été--
Dans mes rêves de nous
Sur des draps en coton cool
Bien que Bach sérénades nous dans un
Arc en ciel de rubans ~
Dans une symphonie de sons ~
Votre peau scintille,
Et je suis perdu dans l'amour.
Copyright © Connie Marcum Wong | Year Posted 2015
must know
I cried yesterday
and I think I broke the world
so I braided some words into twine
planted some sweet and sour coated seeds
I grew free standing expressions and then I joined
them with left over thread to present these interlocking pieces
in their proper order regardless of the number they wear in an attempt
to confuse and deceive. I offer this humble list for your reading enjoyment
It is an honour to have you visit my page. The pleasure I assure you is all mine
I loved you centuries before we were born.
You lived in my dreams before I ever slept.
When others wasted time picking flowers
I waited for when it was time to pick you.
Love calls you in the natural scent of your partner.
You'd feel their touch in the vacuum of outer space.
Your desire for them would melt away the ice age.
I want to find a door in the brightest part of the sky I
could open to erase what was, to shine a light so bright
it, like a book of golden words, would write ideas so vital
as to eradicate even a suggestion of our mournful past.
I want to be that magician who does not bother with
illusion but rather heals wounds and shatters burden.
We were at the fair, joviality in the air.
A memory filed, I was a young child
holding balloons floating round like full moons
in vivid colours bright. Fixed on this joyous sight
I was on Cloud Nine proud these were mine.
If I had not let go of them. If I hadn't watched them
as they flew higher and higher as my heart sunk lower and lower
I might of never learnt what it felt like - hurt.
Hope gloats, hope floats.
either your way or just away.
sometimes the afternoon sun is.....too hot
to walk barefoot........on the concrete path
still even then.......I refuse to wear my hat
I guess I'll never change, I'm just like that.
sometimes when I jump in the lake in late summer...
with all of my clothes on...I do it in the evening......as
I go down...way down to the bottom...there's a gentle
peace overtakes me..I want to stay down like a rock...
revel in the ecstasy...not swim back up..........not ever
ours was a paper mâché love
living in a cut out cardboard home
with a macaroni art painted lawn
and nothing real to call our own
nothing solid that we could hold.
we tried stacking lego bricks
but you have to be able to pop your cheek
to qualify as a kid - to get a license to build.
the castle we assembled didn't pass the test.
so much for fairy tales - hello reality check.
we rolled the dice but our thimble went
straight to jail and our mouse ended up trapped.
can you hear that buzzing the operation failed. where
are you going? your tricycle is still in the shop and I might
as well tell you..............I have no eights................."go fish!"
we fell through
the bunny hole
where i - jack fell ddddownnn
nnnnnnn and broke my crown
and you - jill came tumbling
it is a choreographed ballet our love
stands strong
legs at the base digging deep
build roots
delicate hands branched out
reach high
long slim fingers define twigs
draw space
the body of our trunk thick
sweet filled
music fills our human needs
one sound
wind pixies dance meticulously
the air
sunlight leaks effectively through
dark spots
lifts carries holds and shapes
our smiles
it is a choreographed ballet our love
in sync
our bodies their senses once immersed in I
now us
I know the last thing I want to feel as I leave this world, it is your lips on
mine. When I take my last breath I want to feel yours with its loving touch.
no matter the roar or intensity of the storm
how severe the attack even out of the norm
i offer my hand with sincerity
aim to deal with it peacefully.
then suddenly it hits
like a swarm of locus.
a deep dark manifestation that greases my mind
my very existence in its unforgiving sense of doom.
every bone stiffens,
when I move, a sound
of dead dried out forest twigs
breaking against the boots of hikers
echoes in the confined space of my skull.
i reach for a pill
slowly it dissolves
under my tongue
i wait
i wait
i wait
my body is soaked in a sweat with its own cold and hot tap.
i assume the position, lying on an unstable floor. the creature
depression is now in full control of my faculties. this too i will survive
...that is what i do...what i do...this is what i do.......somehow i survive.
there is a deafening hush...
silently raging through the core
of my existence...still...I am humbled
by the light and the love I have witnessed
in my brief appearance...........here on Earth
there is a river...that walks at my side...
walks with me........at the same stride...
April 14 2015
Copyright © Maurice Yvonne | Year Posted 2015
On the day our eyes open to the prism of the sun
On that day, Winter solitude would be gone
The avalanche of differences melts into nothingness
Through the same breath,through the same soul
We would live again as one ,no matter who we are
No matter the colour of our skin,Gay or straight
rich or poor,innocent or once found guilty.
No matter if We are lawyers,prisoners,doctors or pheasants
No matter our political believes ,nor our different religions
A catholic,a muslim,a buddhist , a hinduist,or a jew .
On that day,we would all wear identical dresses
We would all be the significant other ,because He has died,
and He has died for all. Jesus died for Peter,John and Judah
for Lazarus and Maria Magdalene, Jesus died for me ,
He has died for you ,for him ,for her,and even for them.
He gave up till the last drop of blood and painful cry
for each and every name engraved upon our Father's palm.
He was born to die,but its not his death that we celebrate ,
We celebrate His life ,because we believe in life
We celebrate His forgivness ,because We experienced
the beauty of forgivness ,the happiness ,the return of blissful joy.
and , We celebrate the ever present love
Because it is the gift of love that He bestowed on us
Jesus was born to die , but He was born to rise
Upon death He has risen , through His death We survived
Because of Him , in the darkness ,in the labyrinth of our night
There will always,always be the little flicker of a candle
that fills our hearts with hope ,and warming light.
Copyright © Charmaine Chircop | Year Posted 2015
Long before Horus' exposure on its trunk
and the nailing of Jesus upon its grain,
rings have been added within the Tree
while people proclaim to hold the key
of salvation, a continually borrowed mythology
swallowed; a powerful sleeping pill
pulling the masses into slumber,
away from the obvious truth
that such supposed salvation
is a ticket far too easy to obtain,
a discriminatory damnation of souls
so blindingly righteous,
even the most vengeful, maniacal deity
would draw the line there.
So many people hand-out the easy tickets,
cut and light the tree --
a hypodermic injection of selfish memories
mixed into mortar for temples designated as sacred,
but the elements are desecrated by swirling sewers,
by shears amputating roots from the sky.
Too many people preach, judicate, proclamate,
hold signs pointing towards a cheap, polystyrene heaven,
while only a few walk the narrow path,
live the sacrifice because it feels right.
Again and again,
the ticket isn't so easy,
we must put aside our slumber-crutches,
stop watching the few carry the rest
upon their backs until bones creak and groan
from the weight of people waiting for salvation
to be handed to them.
27 years, a branch in the road, 46664 etched into its bark.
The forked doors opened,
a living, breathing gospel
brought down fences,
and even then the wood was made into crutches
for people to say,
"M will fix it, M will do this, M will do that,
M will save us, just wait and see."
But M is finally free, yes, he is free!
Free, but not lost to us,
always surviving as spirit-seeds.
We must no longer lean upon crutches,
instead purge the pill from our blood
and awaken into gardeners who water the seeds
within the soil of our souls,
before the vision withers completely,
and we remain only as husks
waiting to be hydrated by watering cans
held in hands too weak to lift the weight....
held in our own hands all along,
held in our hands all along.
*Inspired by Madiba Mandela
December 7th/8th, 2013
He was ever gentle with her
always careful
never passing the boundaries
never asking too much
a man of his culture
and bearing
didn't move too fast
She was a flower
a flower he had plucked
from her family's garden
with their blessing
she was safe in his keeping
though her scent drove him mad
its floral fragrance fascinating
deliriously desirous
she was fresh and innocent
he meant to make her bloom
He was patient
It was enough that she had consented to be his
she admired him
that he knew
it would be enough
for now…
And so he waited
willing for her to feel
admiration turn to love
love turn to passion
and so, he put her in a vase
filled with the nourishment of his love
and he tended to her
admiring her
his fragrant rose
Tonight he showed her the home
that would be hers
But what was this?
that look in her eye
the shyness gone
he saw…. longing
her face radiant
her lips inviting
petal pink
to match her cheeks
his rose
his flower
and yet
he dared not touch her that way
for fear of crushing her
in his rough hands
She whispered
ever so lightly
perhaps he dreamed it
maybe it was the breeze
whispering through the window
as it danced in her hair
No, there it was again…
"It is time…
I am ready."
the meaning of her words
hung in the space between them
making it impossible to breathe
or even to think
And he watched
incapable of movement
as she stepped away from him
in the middle of the room
she turned to look at him
and one by one
she unfurled the petals
of her clothing
and let them fall down
fluttering to the floor
layer upon layer…discarded
all the while
as she undressed
ever so slowly
her eyes invited him
There she stood
with no covering
her raven hair
cascaded down her skin
reaching down
to the curve of her breasts
covering what he had only seen
in dreams…
but this
this was real
she was real
and she held out her hand to him
"Do I please you?"
her voice caressed the words
for she knew
the power of her beauty
she must have seen the answer
there in his eyes
for she moved forward
ever so slightly
"Come…come to me, my love…"
He was there
in an instant
his arms around her
he was there
before the lilting cadence of her last word
had a chance to fade away
She smiled,
once again a little shy
She reached up to him
letting him melt into her kiss
as she slowly drew him down
surrounded by the strewn petals
on the floor of their home
in the bed of his heart
he claimed her
as his own...
his flower
his rose
amidst the fallen petals...
he heard her sigh
Eileen Manassian Ghali
Copyright © Eileen Manassian | Year Posted 2014
Love grabbed me by the throat with both hands
Choked away the doubt and hatred of broken bands
Kicked me in the gut and flung me to the floor
Stripped my ego and jolted my awareness at its core
Cleared the cobwebs that once clouded my vision
with strokes of a master nature painted my mission
An oil based one of a kind classic
My life written like a movie an epic
Love lives in me again
like a revelation amen
Beauty, glows from every centimeter that is me
hope hip hops in every stride as I walk briskly
Music walks to my beat now I hear it everywhere
and the bluest of skies high fives me bare
A new love found
a trust abound.
for the first time in since I don't know when
my senses breathe the fresh view of now and then
Blessed by the mother of all that lives
Nature smiles on a union that always gives
I love what I see
Finally I love me!
My family helped me to fix this into a big boy poem.
I love my cat.
My cat is a girl.
She has four legs
and a tail
and triangle ears
and a cute little nose.
My cat is gray with black stripes.
Her eyes are kinda green
kinda yellow.
I don't know what colour that is?
My cat's name is Bast.
She is named after a beautiful cat goddess
who lives where the pyramids grow.
When my cat is happy she purrs.
So do I.
My cat is soft and warm.
She likes to eat food.
So do I.
I am giving my cat special food for young cats.
She likes it better than the last stuff.
She eats all day long.
I want to eat all day long too
but people stop me.
If my cat becomes fat
I will make sure to give her less food.
And we will do more exercises together.
My cat likes to drink lots of water.
I do too.
I got rid of her cat bowls
and now my cat uses the same bowls I do.
I think that makes her feel extra special.
When my cat wants to play outside
she meows and scratches at the door.
I let my cat play outside a lot.
But not all the time.
My cat poops in the neighbour's yard.
I don't have to clean her litter box too much.
I love my cat.
If I was a cat I would marry her.
We could have a honeymoon in the park.
I would dance around
and watch her climb trees.
At night my cat sleeps on top of me.
If she moves around too much
she wakes me up.
That makes me angry.
But my cat doesn't worry.
She just looks at me.
And looks at me.
Then she waits for me to fall asleep again.
She waits like that on top of me.
I still love my cat.
Very much.
Even if she makes me angry sometimes.
But not too much.
My cat makes me a lot more happy than angry.
I think that is how it is for some married people?
I think a lot.
Cats are awesome.
I wish everyone had a cat like mine.
Then everyone would be happy just like me.
One big happy world
filled with peace instead of so much fighting.
I hope my cat lives a long time.
When she dies it will make me very sad.
Then I will get another cat
because cats are so awesome.
Then I will be happy again.
But maybe in a different way
because every cat is different.
And when I die
I will meet all my cats up in heaven.
I love my cat.
And she loves me.
I do too.
Copyright © Chris D. Aechtner | Year Posted 2016
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Copyright © Charmaine Chircop | Year Posted 2013
Can you count the times you've crossed me
And divide it by the times you disrespected me
Then multiply that by the times you hurt me
And come up with a figure?
Relatively speaking it's a simple equation
Resulting in a drastic re-calculation of the outcome.
Can you give me the square root of the problem
That started this whole conundrum in the first place
And tally up the results and give me a statistical
Analysis comparing the amount of times you
Left me wondering why I'm on this earth
Or if I'm not worthy of trust?
I'm sure the answer would be skewed resulting
In the necessity to rethink the control group.
I believe the right course of action would be to
Figure out the base and height of the love triangle
You thought I wouldn't notice, and in case you didn't know
It, I'm pretty good at trigonometry.
Cause for me, who came into this problem with
Total devotion and a faithful trust, this doesn't
Add up.
Copyright © Tammy Armstrong | Year Posted 2006


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7. Kobe Bryant's 81 vs. RaptorsClimactic Moment: Scoring 28 in the 4th
After scoring a season-low 11 points in his first meeting with the Toronto Raptors, Kobe Bryant had a bone to pick with Canada's laughingstock when they visited the STAPLES Center for the second meeting of the season back in 2006.
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He scored 14 in the first quarter alone, 27 in the third and 28 of his team's 31 points in the fourth. The defensive combination of Morris Peterson and Jalen Rose was an epic fail.
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What would you suggest? it is only for a very small site, But I would pay for a good solution.


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Even without choreography by Libyan dictator Muammar Qaddafi, the Pacific Northwest Ballet's Nutcracker experienced its share of violent drama.
Case in point: This eyewitness report from Hot Tipper Kelley, who tells of an audience brawl that disrupted the final night of the 2005 run.
I took my roommate to see the Nutcracker this past Wednesday, December 28. We were seated, the lights went down, the orchestra started playing, and the curtain had yet to go up when we all of sudden there is this huge commotion ten rows down. At first I thought it was a robbery attempt, but apparently a very inebriated man sitting in the $90.00 seats with his family took upon himself to punch another man a row or two ahead of him. In the process, the Drunk Man knocked over an elderly lady causing a near medical emergency. One of the ushers ran over to the scene and while trying to remove Mr. Drunk Man was slapped in the face. The drunk guy took off running and was tackled by the ushers and held until they could handcuff him and escort him out to the waiting Seattle Police Department.
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Executives with Ameris Health Systems, the company that plans to build a hospital in Chiefland, are still awaiting a decision from the governor's office on the reallocation of tax-free bonds.
Sam Lewis, chief executive officer and president of Ameris, said recently that Gov. Charlie Crist has an executive order on his desk to consolidate and reallocate about $840 million of unspent tax-free bonds for shovel-ready projects like the hospital throughout the state.
Levy County's unemployment rate jumped from 12.6 percent in May to 13.1 percent in June, a 0.7 percent increase.
In personal terms, the number of people wihtout a job in the county's workforce rose from from 2,049 to 2,158.
The story was much the same for Marion County which posted a 13.9 percent rate up by 0.3 percent, and Citrus County where the rate rose 0.6 percent to 13.3 percent.
The Chiefland 12 and Under All Star team finished its season on a roll, winning the Florida Babe Ruth Small League State Championship Baseball Tournament in Ft. White on June 27.
Chiefland dominated the whole tournament, topping the 14-team, four-day event. The 12U squad played in six games during the event, and won the championship game in a 10-0 rout of the Melrose All-Stars.
Jay Perryman found the gold coin he'd been searching for buried in the white sand near the edge of the spring. He snatched it up, pivoted on the balls of his feet and sped back toward the water's edge. The water was too shallow to dive straight in, and Perryman had to wade out to about chest level before he had enough depth to begin kicking his legs.
The School Board of Levy County's estimated budget for the 2010-2011 school year appears to be in decent shape, considering the recent economic downturn.
After that, however, the future doesn't look so bright.
The board held its first budget workshop on Tuesday, before its twice monthly board meeting, to discuss potential fiscal changes for the next school year.
The Levy County Commission got some good news this past week from County Property Appraiser Oz Barker: property values are not down as much as earlier anticipated.
Barker, who sent over the ubiquitous form DR420S Certification of Taxable Value that comissioners use in setting a tentative budget and property tax millage rate, had anticipated a 7 percent drop in value. But the decrease is 5.5 percent on property valued at $1,871,247,226.
That could be good news for the reeling real estate market where values have been sinking for three years.
After establishing almost a year ago that a Chiefland sinkhole has a direct underground connection to Manatee Springs, state agencies said they have no plan in place to address the stormwater that feeds directly into the cavernous mouth located just blocks from City Hall.
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Life-long Chiefland resident, Betty Walker, is concerned about the direction our city is taking so she has decided to return to City politics and to seek election to the Chiefland City Commission Group Seat 4. Betty is a 10-year veteran of the City Commission serving as a City Commissioner from 1997 until 2007 and also served as Mayor.
The Chiefland Area Athletic Association will be holding football and cheerleading signups every Friday night from 5:00 – 8:00 and Saturday mornings from 9:00 – 2:00 throughout the month of July. We will be at Strickland Park. Ages 7 – 12 may sign up. Contact Billy Hinote at 949-0601 for more information.
The state of Florida passed out money for emergency medical services this week and Levy County received the largest amount of money in the state — $120,600.
The money, in the form of a 90/10 matching grant will allow the county to purchase a new ambulance and to take one of its high-mileage units off the road, said Trish Seibold, director of Levy County Emergency Medical Services. The county's match will be $13,400.
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GLENDALE, Ariz. -- There were great ghosts in Dodgertown, the Los Angeles Dodgers' spring training home between 1948 and 2008. You pictured Jackie Robinson running the same bases Rafael Furcal rounded on one of the back practice fields. You imagined Roy Campanella and Pee Wee Reese chewing the fat behind the batting cages where Russell Martin and James Loney later waited to take their cuts.
You could feel the presence of Sandy Koufax, Don Drysdale and big Ralph Branca each time a young Dodgers pitcher took the mound at Holman Stadium in Vero Beach, Fla., for the first time. Every space felt familiar, loaded with meaning. Every gesture and exercise was a ritual echoing down through the years.
There are sun-kissed babies at Camelback Ranch, the Dodgers' new spring training home in Glendale, Ariz. You watch 5-year-old Juliette and her 22-month-old cousin Aaron, both wearing Dodgers T-shirts and big grins, swing small wooden bats on a patchwork of soggy turf behind the main practice field.
A few feet away, you spy a mother sitting on a blanket with her young son behind the dugout on the third base side of the field and pointing toward Dodgers outfielder Andre Ethier as he puts on his glove and runs out to shag flies. "He's one of our guys," she says. Each space is new and waiting to be claimed. Each gesture is a beginning.
These are interesting days in the Dodgers' world. In addition to the team's efforts to sustain the promise of this past year's run to the National League Championship Series, and no matter what happens in the club's negotiations with slugger Manny Ramirez, these are the days when past and future coincide.
The Dodgers' complex at Camelback, where the team will host its first official spring training game Sunday, echoes the old Dodgertown facility in many ways. The practice pitching mounds near the back fields are known as the "strings" area, just as they were when Walter O'Malley instructed coaches to engineer string-square strike zones in Vero Beach more than half a century ago.
The new minor league clubhouse is in a separate building, which is a considerable distance from the major league clubhouse, so that today's players, like their Dodgertown predecessors, understand what it means to make the journey from one level of the game to another.
Maury's Pit, where instructor Maury Wills teaches young players the art of the bunt, is an almost exact replica of the space in which he coached in Florida. There are fish in the pond near the practice fields, just as there once were in Dodgertown, and yellow strings (rather than the chain link fences favored by the Chicago White Sox, who occupy the other side of the Camelback complex), as was the custom in Vero, mark the lines between the paths walked by players and fans.
"You hope you can carry over some of the things that made Vero feel special," Dodgers manager Joe Torre says. "You can't reproduce the history, of course, but you try to preserve some part of the feeling."
At the same time, Camelback feels very new. Part of the reason is because it's literally still being built.
"It's a work in progress," says Dodgers vice president of public relations Josh Rawitch. "You walk by a patch of dirt on your way into a meeting and you come out an hour later and it's a gravel bed with plants growing in it."
And part of that is because (over and above improvements like updated locker rooms, a state-of-the-art video analysis room tied to cameras at every organizational level and location, and expanded meeting spaces for coaches and players) much of the place looks nothing at all like Dodgertown. In Vero Beach, hitting instructor Manny Mota rode his bike on paths lined with manicured beds of impatiens. In Glendale, he cruises beside low-slung walls made of desert rock housed in wire cages.
In Vero Beach, workout areas were spread out and "it was tough to get things synched up and started on time," Torre says. In Glendale, coaches monitor several workout areas at once from a high-rise platform and fields are right next to one another: "There are a lot fewer bridges to cross," says Loney. "And things feel more connected."
In Vero Beach, swaying palms along the outfield berm were the ballpark's defining feature. In Glendale, a steel-beam canopy echoing the color of Arizona's red soil and shading the concourse above and behind the seating area are the stadium's signature.
The differences are no accident. They signal a shift. Team owner Frank McCourt describes Camelback as the place that finally completes the Dodgers' move west, some 50-plus years after the team left Brooklyn for Los Angeles.
"Since the start of this process we sought to bring the Dodgers closer to the people of Southern California," he says.
If Dodgertown was the storied home of what the organization has been, Camelback (which eventually will have an 18-hole golf course and a resort hotel) seems designed not only as a place to play baseball, but as a sign of what the organization may yet become.
Longtime team traveling adviser Billy Delury, who has been with the Dodgers since 1950, used to keep the clothes he would wear at Vero Beach in a dresser in his Dodgertown apartment year-round.
"Other than a shaving kit, I never had to pack one time in all those years," he says. "Coming out here to Arizona, I suddenly realized I had to pack a suitcase. I didn't know what to bring. I called [former Dodgers coach] Joey Amalfitano, and he told me to bring a windbreaker, because it can get chilly at night."
Now Delury stays in an apartment about 12 minutes away from Camelback and comes in to work each morning. He's still getting used to the change of scenery and all that it means.
"You see this place -- it's state of the art, it's fabulous -- and you see the years have gone by faster than you thought," he says.
More than just about anyone in Glendale, Delury feels the loss of Dodgertown. He remembers it as the place where he became friends with Koufax and Vin Scully. He remembers it as the place where great players, real Dodgers legends, were born.
"There was so much history there," he says. "So many great memories."
But maybe more than just about anyone in Glendale, Delury can see the possibilities of Camelback, too. The difference between a place and a home, between a site and a destination fans flock to, is the passage of time, the accumulation of experiences and the gathering of memories that come to define a place. Delury knows this in his bones.
His whole Dodgertown life tells him this is true. He knows the fresh paths from one field to another will be worn in by thousands upon thousands of footsteps. He knows great players, real Dodgers legends, will be born at Camelback. He knows young Aaron and Juliette will come back with their fathers again and again, and will someday bring their own children. He's seen it all before.
"Mr. O'Malley used to tell me: 'Nothing lasts forever,'" he says. "The pendulum keeps swinging. There was history to that place, but there will be history to this place, too."
Eric Neel is a senior writer for ESPN.com.


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Regulation (EC) No 396/2005 sets maximum residue levels for pesticides in food and feed of plant and animal origin for which EU Member States need to check the compliance of products on the market. Proficiency tests (PTs) are important to assess the measurement capacity of laboratories. The JRC-IRMM co-operated with the EU reference laboratory for pesticide analysis in the organisation of a PT dedicated to the analysis of 20 pesticides in grapes.
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The apartment is conveniently located . no big apartment. But we lived six adult men there during the European Football Championship . No problem.
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Only drawbacks are the 72 steps, which there is no mention of, so you need to be very strong & fit to get luggage up & down.
location is good, you can walk to some famous places on foot.
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I love the location of the apartment and the guy receiving us was very flexible. However, we were definitely not satisfied with the quality of the place. The glasses were not clean, there were only one wine glass, the bed sheets had dried blood on them, the toilet was out of order, and there was no toilet paper. Generally the place was not so clean and there was small bugs (silver fish) in the zink in the kitchen and on the bathroom.
Would recommend the place if these things could be fixed. There are a lot of good restaurants in the area, and it is in good distance from all other tourist attactions.
This romantic little studio just in the center of everything was just what we were looking for. The little street was rather noisy, especially in the morning, but hey- we are in the middle of Paris. Thank you very much for a nice experience.
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Alleen de afhandeling ter plekke leek nergens op. Geen Pierre, geen Marion.
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Hooks: why?
When you write a plugin you want to be able to switch it on and off whenever you want. This is not that trivial: say you write a function that does something useful, simply calling the function from your code gives an error when your plugin is deactivated. If you are lucky, it displays nothing, if you are less fortunate it displays all kinds of ugly debug information that people can abuse.
That is why 'hooks' were invented. Simply put, a hook is a point somewhere in the generation of your page where you can attach functions. When the hook is reached, all functions attached to it are executed in order of priority. When there are no functions attached to it, it does nothing.
So a plugin should do two tasks:
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Many hooks exist already, and most people stick to those hooks. However, hooks are not black magic. Nothing stops you from defining your own hooks, and that is exactly what I'll do in this page: I'll create a trivial plugin, put it on my own hook at a place in the page where I like it.
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The first thing I'll do is the thing many people fear: I'll create a hook. Using the default theme as an example, the page has a div called "content" which contains the posts in one page. I might want something to happen on the top of the "posts" section, maybe a status message, or a 'recent comments' section. That would be the right place to add my own hook.
Now before do that, there is some danger here: many hooks exist already, and before everyone starts defining their own hooks with the same names, let's set a rule here: if you define your own hook, it should start with your own initials, to let the world know that it works for your plugins and to avoid name collisions. If it is a useful hook, it might become a standard hook for everyone one day.
Ok. Now let's dive into the "default" theme directory (of course, we work on a backup) and start hacking on "index.php". The spot I had in mind was on line 4, right below the "content" div. I create a hook here called 'lv_content_head', because 'lv' are my initials, and it is the head of the content. I don't use any parameters for now.
Below line 3 of "index.php", right below the "content" div, add the following line:
< ?php do_action("lv_content_head"); ?>
That's all. If you load the page, you'll see that nothing special happened. That is as it should, because there are no functions attached to it yet.
Now let's write a "Hello World..." function.
A "Hello World" function
Now let's create a real plugin; the file is called "helloworld.php", which will go in the "plugins" directory. The function is plain php; the "Plugin Name" entry in the commented section is is mandatory.
< ?php
Plugin Name: Hello World
function helloworld() {
echo "Hello World...";
Now if you would add the closing php-tag, you could see it already in the plugins part of the site administration. Right now, it is not a plugin yet, because it merely defines a function. The next step is to put the function on the hook. Keep the editor open!
Attaching a function to a hook
Just now we did two things:
- we created a hook somewhere in the generation of the page, and
- we created a function that is to be called when the hook is reached.
The next step is to attach the function to the hook. This is done by calling the function
add_action, where its first parameter is the name of the hook ('lv_content_head' in our case), and its second parameter is the name of the function ('helloworld' in our case).
Our editor is still waiting for us, so add the function to the hook, and close the php part:
add_action("lv_content_head", "helloworld");
Now the entire plugin looks like this:
< ?php
Plugin Name: Hello World
function helloworld() {
echo "Hello World...";
add_action("lv_content_head", "helloworld");
Call it
helloworld.php and put it in the
wp-content/plugins directory.
From the admin panel it can now be activated, and it should display "Hello World..." on the top of the content area.


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I've heard it thrown about in different contexts, but I never quite under neither what it does or what dictates when the sound changes to じゅう in a context, as in 世界中. Anyone have any ideas?
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中 roughly means "the space inside". In case of 世界中, it means "the space inside the world", which is "everywhere in the world". In case of 絶望中, it means the person is within the time of despair (it probably helps if you imagine time to be long tube or something).


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Fitbit adds bicycling activity monitoring, multi-sensor tracking
Fitbit Surge is great for tracking your activity level and even has some insight on the type of activity you do, but it doesn't necessarily apply to everyone. In an attempt to find a new market, Fitbit is updating their Surge wearable with the ability to track bicycling metrics. The update is also bringing in 9-hour battery life for GPS use, and a swipe-through interface for when you're riding your bike. There's even a new biking-centric page in the Fitbit app.


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TALLAHASSEE, Fla. (AP) - Senate president Jeff Atwater, R-North
Palm Beach, and House speaker Ray Sansom, R-Destin, say lawmakers
will begin a special session on Monday to work on Florida's $2.3
billion budget deficit.
The two Republican leaders issued the formal call for the special session on Tuesday.
It will run from 11 a.m. Jan. 5 to midnight on Jan. 16.
Legislators are returning to the Capitol to deal with the shortfall for the remainder of this fiscal year, which ends June 30.
Gov. Charlie Crist's deficit reduction plan is heavy on cutting spending, borrowing money and shifting funds. It avoids tax and fee increases as well as employee furloughs and layoffs, but not all lawmakers support Crist's proposals.
(Copyright 2008 by The Associated Press. All Rights Reserved.)


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Jewish protest demonstrations against Palestine White Paper, May 18. 1939. Types at the so-called recruiting station. The two girls on the right belong to the Rivisionists [i.e., Revisionists] or Brown Shirts [Jerusalem]
Part of the U.S. Library of Congress's G. Eric and Edith Matson Photograph Collection.
American Colony (Jerusalem). Photo Dept., photographer
- Nitrate negatives.
- 1 negative : nitrate ; 4 x 5 in.
- Protests and Strikes and U.S. Library of Congress
- Matson (G. Eric and Edith) Photograph Collection
- Jerusalem.
- Title and date from: photographer's logbook: Matson Registers, v. 1, [1934-1939].
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Billy Jack Saucier (January 21, 1931 - October 21, 1987) was an acclaimed Grand National Fiddler and a native of Dallas, Texas.
As a child, Saucier studied classical violin and performed with the Oak Cliff Symphony Orchestra at the age of 15 where his exceptional talent was the starting point of a great career.
His passion for the fiddle and mastery of Western Swing lead to a performance with Hank Thompson and Leon McAuliffe in the 1950s where he was a regular at the Big D Jamboree in Dallas Texas with KRLD.[1]
The artists that Saucier worked and or recorded with include Merle Haggard, Ralph Mooney and Roy Nichols.
In 1965 he joined the Joanie Waco Show where they played extensively around the country including Las Vegas, Nevada as well as military bases around the country. During this time Billy Jack and Joanie were married.
Saucier has played at the National Fiddlers Contest in Mt View, AR, the Roy Clarks Theatre in Branson, Missouri, the The Grand Ole Opry in Nashville, Tennessee and numerous venues across the country. Saucier released his own album, Back In The Country, in 1974.[2]
In April 1985, Billy Jack received the title of GRAND NATIONAL FIDDLER (see award picture in Commons Category Billy Jack Saucier) from Ron Davis, president of SWEET, INC. stating: "Yes, It is our opinion you are the best in the world today." and "It is also our opinion that you are the best of all time to date."
Saucier died in 1987. Joanie lives in Las Vegas.
- ^ "KRLD Big D Jamboree". Hillbilly-Music.com. Retrieved 12 December 2012.
- ^ "Billy Jack Saucier Discography". discogs.com. Retrieved 12 December 2012.
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Released: Jan 01st, 2005
Running Time: 120
Director: David Christopher
Company: Feline Films
Distribution Companies: Legend
Cast: Steve French, Talon (I), Chanel Chavez, Jasmine (I), Lena Julliett, Sledge Hammer, Paige Turner, Billy Glide, Takota, Lee Stone
Critical Rating: AAA 1/2
Genre: All-Sex
Another one for the young girl bin.
It's business as usual at Pussyman's place as his associates audition girls who want to be in his movies. First they tease, then they fuck.
The girls here are fresh, pert and sassy, and they give the formula a freshness it might otherwise lack.
Two cute brunettes, Takota and Jasmine, double team Billy Glide. Blonde Paige Turner, gets fucked by Talon. A d.p. on Lena Juliett is fairly efficient but marred by the wood problems of one of the guys.