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God is always love
Forever seek the kingdom;
Praise the creator
Keep giving what you can give
Please endure until the end
Beautiful Heavens
Protecting the meek ones earth
Watching over us
Helping us to cope with life
Comforted with hope and trust
When you find rhythm
You find your hearts inner core
Celebrate the times
Make them better than before
Reminisce and dance all night
Copyright © humble b | Year Posted 2013
Sometimes I Feel Beautiful
Driving along thinking about what I'm about to do brings a smile to my face. Without a doubt my hair and nails make a big difference in the way I feel about myself! When I look pretty; I feel pretty.
Today my nails will be done in pink and white, oh yes, perfect they shall be. Nothing short of looking delicate and refined I tell myself. I am so excited; the anticipation brings joy into my heart and laughter to my lips!
My hair appointment is closing in. High lights and shaping adds a playful and fun demeanor. Beautiful is how it's going to look and beautiful is how I'll feel. I almost need to pinch myself for I wonder is this really happening to me! Tears sting my eyes and giggles flow forth. Yes; this is my life and this is happening to me!
Thinking of my new makeup and how youthful I'm going to look brings joy into this heart of mine. I can hardly wait to put it on as the excitement builds; I dance around and giggle. I feel so beautiful thinking how perfect I'll look with everything finished.
At times I tell myself, "I know he loves me, I can tell". The glowing in his eyes seems to sparkle with love and passion. My Heart beats a little faster as excitement and wonder fills my entire being! Yes, this is how it should always be, a life filled with joy and laughter.
Finding ways to look beautiful helps me feel beautiful. It's this that causes me to giggle and dance about. The unbridled excitement loosened, flowing through my veins fills me with love and wanting. Tomorrow just maybe this joy will add new meaning and direction causing me to continue feeling beautiful..
Debbie Knapp
Copyright © Debbie Knapp | Year Posted 2011
As lightening shone and thunder blew
I danced the dance that dancers do
They danced it back and asked if I
Would mind them dancing through the night
I thought no harm could come of this
Besides, such company I've missed
Thus, on we danced so unaware
That torrent rains beyond compare
Fell down in floods on higher ground
And like a wall came crashing down
Then somewhere in a step half made
The dance I danced was washed away
Now all that's left for you to see:
Remains of the catastrophe
Oh, hopefully from this you'll know
Don't ever dance when thunder blows
Copyright © Jeff Bresee | Year Posted 2011
Between the granite stones
Of the dead
Long ago last breaths do part
Memories seeping in dirt
Black birds and magpies
Lace and knots
Lingering thoughts
Swaying too and fro
On top of the dead
Lover is all but gone
Butterflies shown
That life flies on
As shadows rest
Upon ones breast
Copyright © arthur vaso | Year Posted 2016
I was singed from the fire to the point of burning
couldn't escape from the heat 'til I reached my time of learning
that the way to stay safe was just to back away
now here at a distance is where I must stay
and while the others dance around the flames I'll watch from here
where the pain they choose to suffer will just slowly disappear
back into the burning fire they feed with their anger, and their suffering and greed
and I must stand apart and heal
where peace and joy are mine and I can feel
a simple moment full of grace
that no ones words or deeds need take it's place.
I danced around the fire until I learned
for me it was no longer time to burn.
Copyright © L.Ruby Meyer | Year Posted 2012
elbow to elbow no room to breathe
in this place i once thought an escape
missing her more each day
and each passing moment
brown children with vaseline
greased scalps peer expectantly
at this strange newcomer
vampire handsome and strange intellect
my weakness must be apparent
fore they trust me
dancing with the devil isn't a tango
it's a tangle
our innocence ensnared
like a scared fragile rabbit
pulse racing
silken brown fur clamped
between iron rusty jaws
moving like the blood of the hare
between each strand of hair
i avoid their queries of life
after the dance
Copyright © brian anderson | Year Posted 2009
The winds of Winter wait,
Whispering to me of the approaching future,
But still far off, biding their time
Until this span of light and warmth has lasted out its stay.
Meantime, I engage myself in taking stock;
Compiling the days that define myself to myself
Enlarging the catalog so far as I can,
Building up a narrative.
So many memories
Like fireflies in a Summer's night
Flash through the dark spaces of my mind.
Childhood: Flash
Youth: Flash
Young Parenthood: Flash
Empty Nest: Flash.
Family, friends, events
Joys, sorrows, beginnings, endings -
All make their flickering passages;
All paint their images onto me
The particles dance and shift
Cells die to be replaced
The face in the mirror becomes my father's
Molecule by molecule
With each passing instant.
The particles dance and shift
Moving back towards the dark unknown
From which they came,
Yet somehow in the midst of it
The I that was
And am
And shall be
Remains to watch the long parade unfold.
And that parade, banal and fantastic,
Marches past that inside window where I watch to see myself pass by,
As some newer self shall do the same through all tomorrows
Until the day when all the marching stops for me -
And then, my fellow marchers,
O my many, varied Loves,
On that last Winter's day,
Where will we be,
Where will we be?
What musics shall we hear?
What wonders might we see?
Copyright © William Masonis | Year Posted 2012
The Beach of Promises
Fingers entwined, barely touching,
turquoise waters teasing your dancing toes,
strolling along that serene deserted beach,
our promised dreams within aching reach.
Hands clasped, holding on,
sea-breezes tickling the nape of your neck,
walking together, alone, vowing to never breach,
the dreams dreamed on that faraway velvet beach.
Hands in my pockets, alone,
traces of you linger, teasing,
lost in my scribbles, your memory fading out of reach,
my thoughts ablaze, now and then,
catching a whiff of your fragrance,
wafting through alleyways of nostalgia,
your hand in mine on our pristine beach.
Copyright © Scribbler Of Verses | Year Posted 2013
Stand up and shake;
Feel the rhythm in your heart.
Ignite those pants;
We get up and dance.
God on our mind,
Eternity in our souls;
Feel the chills of those bones.
It's the hope.
Open those closed doors:
Into Heaven we go,
Welcomed and forgiven.
Here is the love;
Let's dance!
Copyright © Kevin C. Martin | Year Posted 2013
jewels dance about
bright Autumn spirals downward
into deep dark heaps
© Christine A Kysely All Rights Reserved
Wausau, Wisconsin USA
October 11, 2011
Copyright © christine a kysely | Year Posted 2011
Play The Radio
Get Up And Dance All Night Long
Music Heals The Soul
Copyright © humble b | Year Posted 2012
And the storm calls to me in ways you'll never understand
A gentle call that urges my soul forth
The lighting guiding a path for my feet to walk
Between the stones and ash of all that once was
I stand in the echoing silence of the rain
It drops down upon my skin like the blessing waters of heaven
Soothing me, lifting the weight from my body
I feel at once as if I am home
Standing amid two dimensions
Caught between two skies - here and there
The night wraping around me in warmth
The gentle wind lifting me off my feet
Drops from the clouded moon washing away my body
and I am left just a soul, an essence
The storm calls me forth from beneath my roof
Beckoning me into its depth
I stand among the reeds in the basin
They dance and sway as if welcoming me
And I sway with them back
Caught up in the power that charges the air
That threatens to sweep me away
If the ground will just loosen its hold
The thunder rumbles a low welcoming growl
And I get pleasently lost within it
I am so small compared to its vastness
I close my eyes and succumb to the skies wishes
Rising higher until my feet no longer touch the ground
My fingertips touch the liquid color of the stars
A sigh drifts from my lips
There is no need of thought to stay afloat
There is no demand to breathe in air
No crushing weight upon my chest
As my lungs struggle to survive
There are no struggles here
I make my bed on blackened clouds
And give in to the call
The storm has claimed me as its own
It was such a struggle to stay upon the ground
When the storm would call me home
Copyright © Jay Loveless | Year Posted 2013
Helping the warriors of the sport,
Gleaming in high spirits even when their team is down,
Their call and dance rallies the crowd.
They are the leaders of the fans,
But they are so much more.
Their agility and dancing bring hope to the worried team.
They train like warriors on the field,
They are athletes themselves,
They are the messengers of the fans to say,
"We believe in you."
Copyright © John Henry Galas | Year Posted 2015
It is crystal clear and right in front of you.
Mixed and matted in a haze so very clear.
Little spots and little dots are floating near.
They get closer and closer to pass through.
Once inside, new thoughts begin to spew.
Some are of joys and some you will fear.
Be rest assured most will make you cheer.
When it leaves there will be many a clue.
The day will set,
And night will fall,
This sign you get.
It's a name you call.
So wake up and be clean and keen,
See the unforgettable as the unseen.
Copyright © Ann Rich | Year Posted 2013
As his rider gives the judge a glance,
He tosses his mane and shifts his stance;
The winner he is, without a doubt,
He trots in place and then moves out;
Not quite believing what I saw,
I watched in silence, struck in awe;
Almost as if he wants to tease;
He crosses over with seaming ease,
His perfect cadence and fluid prance;
I sat in wonder as I watched him dance.
~Write A Backwards Poem Contest~
Copyright © Tirzah Conway | Year Posted 2011
All around me
Great cities made of sand.
Green sky scrapers poke through the ground
To thrive in life's strict conditions
And melt away with the tide…
Great houses made of cards
Form lines, and tightrope walk existence,
Knowing that any moment, the wrong brick may fall
And buckle our world to its knees
As Mother Earth shouts Jenga! from the sidelines.
So while were here
We dance with the Glass Goddess
Poised miles above reality,
Leaping over the heavens on our domino stilts-
We floor it in the sky
Living death in the fast lane,
Seizing the day
Because any moment
We could disappear
Jacob Reinhardt
Copyright © Jacob Reinhardt | Year Posted 2013
Faintly rustled within
as you flow and move me
much like a soft warm breeze
touching leaves in a tree
you, me, and the wind, dance.
Lee carter Mystique contest 7/8/15
#1- connection with a supreme source
Copyright © Lee Carter | Year Posted 2015
Baring of your soul
Dancing naked for the world
Deep tension is eased
Just a note of thanks to all who are encouraging my work and reading my poetry.
I so appreciate all of you. Poetry Soup has become a bright spot in my life. :)
May a butterfly land on your shoulder (a poem that has yet to be created)
Copyright © Willow Lawrence | Year Posted 2014
Her thoughts drift out the window
on the cool autumn breeze
and a smile creeps upon her withered face
as she remembers the first time she saw
this house
This house that is so old and worn
like her heart
and she sways to the music in her mind
as a tune tumbles from her memory
she dances and twirls across the floor
as the melody carries her dream
back to the days when he was still alive
and would sweep her into his arms
and kiss her wrinkled brow
she stops in mid-stride and a tear rolls
down her leathery cheek
and she smiles
a smile for the love they shared
when they were caught up in their
dreamers dance.
Copyright © Trudy Diane Rider | Year Posted 2009
There's fire in my lungs.
smoke flows through my veins.
I feed the beast my soul
to gain euphoric pain.
I serve he who lives in me.
The monster in my mind.
The creature so abusive,
at times can be so kind.
In my mental hell,
I sit beside his throne.
I tend to his desire,
so I don't have to be alone.
Here He is my god.
And I, in turn, am his.
A symbiotic worship,
sealed within a kiss.
Sulfuric fumes consume us,
as we dance into the ether.
The hands of god are ours.
Hes made me a believer.
My halo, so very worn.
His horns, so alluring.
Hand in hand we walk,
love and hate enduring.
His guidance lifts me higher
than any drug could try.
His chains hold me down.
bound wings can not fly.
Walking straight and tall,
crawling on my floor.
I am his moonlit goddess.
And his filthy whore.
I wont break his binds.
I wish not, to be free.
I can never escape him,
for this beast is me.
Copyright © JoAnna Mitchell | Year Posted 2013
Kind Of Blue (For Miles Davis)
Woodlawn Cemetery, Bronx Ny 1991
Before they could lower Miles
into the damp dark ground
Two of the PALL BEARERS
Thought they heard musical sounds
Before the Preacher could say
Turn your Bibles
To Acts, The preacher paused
After he read Deuteronomy
He looked back
But there was nothing there
But deep under the sepulchers
Six feet below the sand
The Spirits realized it was jus'
ColTrane and Gillespie
Warmin' up the band
And a hundred corpses started
Creeping' out those coffins
Sayin', We don't get parties round here often
And those Trom Bones started rattling
Those Trom Bones rattled
Like they were audition for Ezekial
Like they were auditioning for Ezekiel
And MILES was ready for his musical sequel
And MILES said
Is everyone here dead??
And they said, Do we look Dead?
And started snapping their fingers
And bobbling their heads
And they started to sing
and shimmy and sway
In A Silent Way
And Miles asked the dancing Dead Man
Where am I?
How long do we get to play?
He said, We ain't got long, Son
The Shovels are on the way
The shovels are always on the way
And Miles crawled out of that casket
To a vertical stand
And Tommy put a horn in his hand
Miles stood on the tallest tombstome
And he played like a Boogey Man
He played like a Boogey Man
And then Mingus appeared, saying
Is there any more room in the band?
And Miles put his wrinkled Black lips on that horn
And embraced it like it like it was a breast
And he felt like he was a Newborn
And he felt music deep in his chest
And he played like there was no tomorrow
Because there wasn't one
He hesitated
And they said, It's alright Son
And he played Vibrato
And he played E Flat
And he played C Sharp
And it sounded sweeter
Then Caesars harp
Then Miles looked sad eyed
And thought back to 1945
Shooting heroin with Bird
recalling those sad words:
"Hey Miles"
"Yeah Bird"
This is the only shit kind enough to kill you
And show up at your funeral too."
And Miles said,
Yeah it's Bitches Brew
It's a Bitches Brew
He laughed, Crazy of Ol' Coleman
To tell me to stay away from you
And that heroin went down
Their veins
Like a Macy's escalator
Then they went back up to their brains
like an elevator
And Bird was dead ten years later
And Miles went back even further in his mind
1944 East Saint Louis when he met Billy Eckstine
He pressed Play, fast forward and rewind
Then he thought about Webster and Navarro
And he was filled with sorrow
Miles cried as he cleared his throat
But He saved
The Sweetest note
for Alton, Illinois
Where he played as a boy
And was his mother's joy
"I think God himself made the piano, Son
Now the Devil made the trumpet
A day later tryna show God off…
She faded with words real soft
That thought was interrupted.
Miles, We gotta hurry
They comin' with the shovels
They told Miles not to worry
And those Spirits knew the party
Was coming to an end
And Miles played one last note
To the sun to the moon and to the wind
Those What If-heaven-
And then he brought to an end
That syncopated tune
Someone whispered, We know
It always ends too soon.
It always ends too soon
And the music stopped playin'
And they confiscated those horns
Like a New York pawn shop
And that party came to a stop
And every ghost went back to his tomb
And Mingus said, Hey Miles
Remember how we used to think those
White Juilliard kids
Would never know our names
And Miles cried with refrain
Goodbye Miles
I have to get back to Bangladesh.
You try to stay out of trouble
And then they saw the shovels
The very next morning
The Undertaker
saw a Brass pipe on the ground
Where it came from he didn't have a clue
Only the Corpses knew
But if he had looked up,
Miles and MILES up into the sky
He would have noticed
The more Ominous clue
The Sky wasn't white
Or Opaque or even Grey
It was was Kind of Blue
Copyright © Poet M.e. | Year Posted 2016
My body
Was made to dance.
This is a fact,
Not a truth
That could be manipulated
Like a piece of rope
Being made into a knot.
My body
Was made to sway
And flow,
To dip low
And reach high
To the rhythms
Of the universe.
The rhythms
Of a beating heart,
Of wings beating the air,
Of the crashing waves,
Of everything
I am fortunate to hear
And translate into motion.
Oh no,
I am not a trained dancer,
Who practices and practices
To get the technique,
Develop the form,
And in the end,
Add the passion,
If it wasn't there before.
I won't be found
On stages dancing
To Mozart, Miles or Eminem,
Nor will I be found
On dance floors
With a number on
My oh so erect back.
I will be found
On crowded dance floors,
In my bedroom,
In my living room,
Under the moonlight,
On beaches,
Letting the rhythms of the universe
Possess me.
You would find me
Be it to a sassy salsa beat,
A fun Bollywood tune,
A little soca,
Some reggae,
Or a soulful piece of jazz.
Be it to a rhumba,
A fast pace techno,
An irresistible house jam,
A fusion of west meets east,
A pop tune I can't
Get out of my head,
You would find me
And even though,
My mind says no,
"You'll make a fool of yourself,"
"You don't know how to dance to that,"
My body ignores it,
And taps a foot,
Sways a hip,
And before long,
My body is in motion.
My body
Was made to dance.
This is a fact,
Not a truth.
Copyright © Kimolisa Mings | Year Posted 2011
The rider accepts the horse and the horse accepts the man.
No man rides a horse… It's a dance in poise and symmetry as one.
Thump, Thump…Thump, Thump
The power is felt in the movement as the horse stretches out its gate.
The muscles move beneath the man with power waiting to escape.
Thump, Thump…Thump, Thump
The fluidity of the gate is matched by the fluidity of the man.
The nostrils flair in both… The dance has just begun…
Thump, Thump…Thump, Thump
If they do not work together… They will not work at all.
The horses' mane like the mans' hair, is held tight in the flowing wind.
Thump, Thump…Thump, Thump
With each step they take… A balance must be struck.
For every step they take… Their intent must be as one.
Thump, Thump…Thump, Thump
The spirit of the horse must merge with the spirit of the man.
Together they merge in a symbiotic relationship as old as horse and man.
Thump, Thump…Thump, Thump
Feel the movement… Feel the power… Feel each muscle as it moves.
Feel each breeze unfold… Feel their hearts and souls as they meld as one.
Thump, Thump…Thump, Thump
Point to counter point… The man doesn't own the horse or the horse the man.
What looks so easy is not a simple thing as they travel forth as one.
Thump, Thump…Thump, Thump
The connection is tightly woven. This spirit of Horse and man.
Thump, Thump…Thump, Thump
And with each ride together they will meld again as one…
Thump, Thump…Thump, Thump
Copyright © Carol Eastman | Year Posted 2011
I can't survive without the rush of an impulsive swallow or an impersonal touch.
I'm fueled by the adrenaline I get solely through sex and drugs, driving while high and chasing danger.
Piercing my skin with needles and pins,
willing to feel the worst to feel anything
Copyright © Morgan Tate | Year Posted 2013
You can dance to your own rhythm, sure you can,
it is not too difficult I have seen it frequently done;
there is nothing better than doing things your way
and starting off alone on a long deserted highway.
He who goes by himself gets there soon and fast
while he who waits for the others gets there last;
there are times when it works best to be an island
if the point is to get ahead of the rest of the band.
While there is no question it takes two to tango,
why must we necessarily wish to do the tango?
we can sway just as well with our own shadow
to keep us company with the lights turned low.
Yes, you can dance to the tune, on your own!
Copyright © Wilfredo Derequito | Year Posted 2008
I'm fine! Really, I am.
My eyes may give way
To emotions, but I've found
That hiding them is okay.
No one wants to live with
Their heart on their sleeve.
That'd be just fine if
People didn't care or need.
As it is, no one can
Survive. Not alone that is.
Clinging to one another and
Crying together like kids.
I want to surpass that,
I want to be able on my own.
In many ways like a cat,
I would do more alone.
Sometimes, when I think this
Loneliness pushes it's way in
And it gets so hard to resist
That noxious butterfly's sin.
Sure, I care for others
And want those feelings in return.
People are like wet covers
Weighing you down to get burned.
My feelings, I want to cut them.
To tear them down and rip them out.
But once it's dance has begun
The butterfly will win, no doubt.
No more! Leave me be I say.
You imploring noxious butterfly!
Feelings, I will not hear of them today
There are no rules that life goes by.
But within me the dance continues,
Those horrid things I want to forget.
Some sort of personal revenue
My noxious butterfly, my feelings, kept.
Copyright © Theresa a.k.a. Reecie | Year Posted 2012
I Loved Her for the Dance ,
as moving and so becomely like no other.
She stirred Me.Thine faltered Angel's Stately Grace,
showed me once , such things with lone and whispered word .
soul spoke Anon's thrumming Heart a litany did bring.
A Grace that Felled My Daemons Grail aPt trick , it twere and twas .
Reviled now I see them clear , so Crystaline in Shame.
I loved her for the chance , within our times encounter. Infinitely so entangled by design .
So spirited and fractal , whirling while tender turnings did stream a River Blue.Caught handily so firmly there was a time I knew ,
such gravity , so raptured by a dragon .
Flown fast and for the asking for the firmly bodied lasting .
She the Tiamat d'amour woken fresh and born anew.
Copyright © jamesp kail | Year Posted 2014
Dearest Poetry Angel,
When I came visiting today
I was in a gloomy mood.
Your poetry burst away my clouds
And a radiant rainbow appeared.
Thank you for sharing
Your divine gift with me.
From your fountain
Let more words of inspiration
Sparkle on us mere mortals.
Please give us more poems
Of your eternal meditation.
Pain in the heart
Is so easily contagious.
Delve I into the depth
To find no solution.
Running away from truth
Leads to further tribulation.
Seeking for salvation
Is beyond my aspiration.
Reliance on anyone
Is a bar I cannot cross.
Banks I find none
For my surging emotions.
My wild untamed desires
I cannot transform.
A dual life is what
I am perennially living
In reality and
In my castle of dreams.
Engineering connections
Is hard to come by. I
Yet when I meet you
My heart contracts not.
My lips curl into a smile
And I start celebrating my life.
The clearest sky is above with
The rainbow coloured peacocks delicately dancing.
Dearest Poetry Angel I understand you not
Nor ever want to understand your sheer enigma.
Balveen Cheema
Gudrun Kaur Mann
Copyright © Balveen Cheema | Year Posted 2015
Fool an i
we lay so incredulously
In a love....
That it seems our sorrows rest in mind
and all is enabled,
now we able,
to weave mesh of this light as we bind...
seemingly caught up in webs of time.
But stood it may
like a shadow
was the thoughts that attest between us..
how uncouth the prattled battle lay,
all it consumes,
as it presumes ,
to arrest and attest for our lives...
keeping us caught up in lies 'till we die.
Copyright © Billy Tunk | Year Posted 2012
I have danced while music played,
and smiled, although despairingly,
through tears at smiles not meant for me.
My soft eyes, both brown and drab,
have strived to glitter, with scant success,
as others shone bright, reflecting light
beneath their lashes, lush and long.
While I lurched in crazy drunken spirals,
others, precise, performed their pirouettes
and slid across the polished floor
and smiled and laughed and more:
completely at their ease.
What terminal disease decrees
despair my partner in this dance?
Is there no chance to sit the music out,
a listener, discrete, devout?
While others whirl and dip, I slide and slip.
Must I be a half-a-pair with stumbling feet,
inept novice, graceless lout who, led about,
never has an easy air dancing with despair?
Copyright © Leo Larry Amadore | Year Posted 2011


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If the BJP does sweep back into the four states, the party's leaders, Lal Krishna Advani and Atal Behari Vajpayee, will undoubtedly raise a no-confidence motion before parliament, raising the possibility of early general elections.
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We've avoided any talk about Namespaces; however, they serve an important role in the .NET Framework Class Library as well as in our custom class libraries. In this lesson we explain how Namespaces allow us to disambiguate classes that may share the same name. Additionally, we explain how the .NET Framework Class Library is so large that including all its classes in every application you write is a waste of system resources. To mitigate that issue, the FCL is split into multiple assemblies (.dll files) that your project must include (or rather, reference) in order for them to be utilized in your applications. We discuss how certain project templates include references to the typical assemblies required by a given type of application (such as a web application), and we demonstrate this by referencing a custom assembly of my own design.
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Little is known about the biology and control of hophornbeam copperleaf, a weed of increasing importance in the Midwest. More than 2 wk of cold stratification and a 0.2% KNO3 solution increased germination of hophornbeam copperleaf. Germination at constant 30 C was 47% and alternating 30/20 C was 65%. Scarification did not increase hophornbeam copperleaf germination. Within the first 600 growing degree days after soybean planting, plant height, leaf area, and dry matter accumulation of hophornbeam copperleaf grown in soybean and alone were similar. Subsequently, leaf area and dry matter accumulation of hophornbeam copperleaf grown alone were greater than of those grown in soybean. In contrast, plant height of hophornbeam copperleaf grown in soybean was greater than when grown alone. Hophornbeam copperleaf grown alone produced up to 12,510 seeds/plant, whereas hophornbeam copperleaf grown with soybean produced 980 seeds/plant. Of 13 postemergent herbicides evaluated on hophornbeam copperleaf in soybean, only lactofen, acifluorfen, and fomesafen controlled 80% or more. Lactofen at 210 g ai/ha consistently controlled more than 95% of the hophornbeam copperleaf.
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Disclaimer: The rights for Hotel Transylvania belong to Sony Pictures Animation. The novel Dracula belongs to Bram Stoker. Original characters belong to the author.
"For a zing only happens once in your life. Your zing will come. Cherish it." – Martha Dracula
The hotel was quiet. The guests who had attended Mavis's birthday party were long gone, leaving only a few left in the hotel. Johnny and Mavis were part of those few.
"You're mum's, like, an awesome artist."
Mavis smiled. She was showing Johnny the book her mother had given her for her birthday. "I guess she is, but I would like to know the full story."
"Why don't you ask your dad?" asked the boy.
"He doesn't like to talk about Mum," Mavis explained.
Johnny understood. He remembered back to that night when Dracula had shown him Martha's coffin, and had told him the true story behind the Lady Laubode. I was stupid to tell him that "fairytale" version. But he didn't seem to mind. "There's still no harm in asking."
Mavis sighed. "But what do I ask him?"
"What do you want to know?"
Boyfriend and girlfriend turned to find Mavis's father, Dracula, standing in the doorway of her bedroom.
Mavis was unsure what she wanted to ask; there were so many questions in her head regarding her mother that she didn't know which to ask first. Thankfully Johnny asked his question first. "One thing that confused me was where she came from? The museum said it's a mystery. No family, no relatives; nothing."
Dracula entered the room and sat down next to the pair on the bed. "That's because 'Laubode' was her mother's maiden name. She used it when we met because...she and her father didn't exactly see eye to eye. His name was Abraham Van Helsing."
Johnny's ears perked in recognition. "I think I've heard of him. He was, like, this crazy science guy who vowed to track down and slaughter every single vampire in existence."
"Yes, he was the one who sent the mob to..." Dracula trailed off, unable to finish, but the others understood what he was referring to.
But something caught Mavis's attention. "Hold on a second. So you're saying that Mum's father was human. Does that mean...?"
Dracula sighed. "Yes. Your mother was once a human. Her turn was the reason her father vowed to hunt down vampires."
Mavis opened the book onto the page showing two bats bumping into each other. 'Two lonely bats crashed in the night'. "But that doesn't make any sense. It says here that the two of you crashed into each other while flying."
"Yes, well, she was a romantic. It's artistic licence," Dracula explained. "The real story is a lot more complicated than that."
There came a knock at the door.
"Martha? Are you ready yet? Lucy is waiting for you."
Martha gasped as the maid helping her get dressed pulled her corset too tight. "I'll be right there, Father. I just need to strangle the maid first."
"Martha Van Helsing, you shall do no such thing," said her father, Abraham. "You should not complain about your corset being too tight. All the young girls your age wear them tight these days."
The eighteen year old rolled her eyes at her father's words. It was always a common argument between them; corsets. "Yes, well, I prefer the ability to breathe over beauty."
"Just hurry it up." Her father's footsteps grew distant outside the door.
The maid finished with the corset and began to help Martha with the blue dress she was to wear for the garden party. Martha allowed the maid to do her job, struggling to breathe with the corset tight against her chest. After this was done, the maid silently bowed before leaving the room.
Martha waited for a few moments...before taking her dress back off and ripping the corset from her body. "If I'm to find the right man to zing with, it wouldn't matter whether I'm wearing a corset or not."
She heard a small chirp, and looking to her left, she saw a small black bat crawling across her dressing table with a silver necklace in its mouth. The necklace had a heart dangling from the chain; it had belonged to her mother, and the name 'Mina Laubode' was still written into it. Martha smiled at the small creature and walked over to take the jewellery. "Thank you, Mavis."
The bat chirped happily as the young girl stroked the fur along its back. Martha had rescued the bat when it had injured its wing, and when it had healed, the bat just wouldn't leave. Martha had let her stay around, so long as her father didn't see her; she found it was nice to have someone to talk to.
As Martha brushed aside her dark hair and placed the necklace around her she walked over to the window, looking out over the garden party that was taking place. Part of her dreaded the occasion filled with propriety and manners, but another part of her felt...excited. She was eighteen, after all, and her father told her that he expected her to find a husband. Martha was enchanted by the idea of romance and wanted to find the right man to 'zing' with, a word her father disapproved of.
"Do you think I'll find my zing, Mavis?" she asked the bat. Mavis just chirped, and when Martha turned her head, the bat was shrugging. She smiled. "You always say that." The bat chirped again.
There was another knock at the door. "Martha, hurry it up."
"I'm coming, Father." Martha quickly tied her hair up in a bun before opening out her dress pocket for Mavis. "Come on, I don't want you missing out on the fun. I need you to bite Mrs. Ascot if she bosses me about again."
The bat chirped before hopping inside her pocket.
Thankfully her father was gone when Martha left her room; she knew that had he seen her without a corset he would have sent her straight back in again to put it on, regardless of how late she was. Martha walked down the large stairs and passed by servants carrying trays of food before stepping outside into the garden. It was never particularly warm in Holland, but today, the sun was out and set a beautiful scene for the guests.
But not for Martha. She hated the sun.
She was approached by a young blonde her age. "It's about time," said her friend, Lucy. "And no corset?"
"If I meet a man today I would like to be able to talk to him properly instead of barely being able to say my name," said Martha. "I don't know how you manage it."
"You just not let it bother you." Lucy waved her white fan in her face, and although masked well, Martha could see that her friend was struggling with her own breathing. "I would have preferred it if you had worn one, but then I suppose this gives me a better chance."
"A better chance for what?"
"To be noticed by Arthur." Lucy turned and nodded towards a well-dressed man standing in the shade with a few others; they were laughing together. "Arthur Holmwood; an English nobleman, they say. He's so handsome."
Martha watched him, waiting for something to happen; something to tell her that this was her zing. But nothing did, and she turned back to her friend. "Well, I don't feel anything for him. He's all yours."
Lucy rolled her eyes. "This 'zing' nonsense again. It isn't even a word."
"It is. My mother used it all the time," said Martha. "She hated how she could never find hers, so she wanted me to find mine instead of ending up married to a man who I don't love."
"Yes, I'm sure that is exactly what your father wants," said Lucy, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
Martha was about to make a clever resort when someone cleared his throat behind them. "Ahem."
They turned to find their childhood friend standing a few short strides away; John Seward. "Martha, may I have a word?"
"Of course." Martha walked with him, and out of the corner of her eye, she swore she saw Lucy wink. She wondered what this meant.
The pair passed the patio, where many people were dancing slowly to some rather dull music. "Would you like to dance?" asked John politely.
"No, thank you," said Martha. From the expression on the man's face, she knew he was trying to make conversation. She wondered what had happened to him; usually John was rather chatty, and she could never get him to stop talking.
"I suppose it is a tad warm for it today." John stopped walking and turned to her. "Martha, ever since I was a young boy, you and I have known each other. Good friends, we have been. But the truth is... I have always found you beautiful."
Martha blinked in surprise. Is he saying what I think he's saying?
"I know this is fast, but..." Martha could see him beginning to sweat, and in an instant, she knew what he was going to ask. "Martha, I want you to marry me."
The girl froze, staring into John's brown eyes, and when the shock passed she began to concentrate. Her mother had always told her that if she ever found her zing, she would be able to feel it. She would look into the man's eyes and see something there that told her he was the one. But as she looked into John's eyes...she found that she could feel nothing. There was nothing there for her to find, and she gave up trying. John was just John; a childhood friend and nothing more.
"John...I...I mean, I...I don't..."
"Oh, what am I doing?" said John suddenly, interrupting her. For a moment Martha hoped he had reconsidered, until... "I should really be asking your father about this. I knew I forgot to do something. I shall be right back." He took off at a run.
Instantly Martha took off in the other direction, hoping to hide from John when he returned. Mavis poked her head out from the dress pocket and chirped.
"I know, I know," Martha told her. "But I don't have the heart to tell him. Hopefully disappearing will get the message across." Martha continued running, hurrying into the freshly cut maze of bushes; she turned a corner...
...and bumped right into another familiar face.
"Oh. Hey there, Martha."
Martha knew his Texas accent anywhere. "Hello, Quincey." She had met Quincey Morris a year before, when he had come over from America for a business agreement with her father. She had gotten on rather well with him.
"I was looking for you, actually," said Quincey. He took Martha's arm and led her further into the maze, and Martha was glad; it meant getting away from John. "I was just saying to some fellahs about life across the pound. About all the fun there is to have riding around, chasing them Indians, you know what I mean."
"I suppose." Martha wasn't really paying attention. She was busy thinking of the many ways she could break it to John that she didn't want to marry him.
Quincey smirked. "I knew you'd understand. That's what I was saying to those fellahs. Not many ladies over here like the idea of living over there. Say it's too barbaric and dirty. But I knew you'd understand. You're different from all those other ladies. That's why I have to ask you a question."
Martha was suddenly paying a lot more attention to the conversation. "What question?" This is not good.
"The usual." Quincey's smirk grew wider. "You ever think about marrying a man like me?"
Martha's eyes widened and her mouth dropped. "Quincey, I-"
He suddenly burst out laughing, and Martha hoped he'd asked her for a joke. But her hope fell with his following words. "I'm sorry; I forgot how you folks functioned over here. I'm supposed to ask you Daddy permission first, right? Well, how about I go ask him, and then you give me your answer? Wait right here." He turned and left.
When he was out of sight, Martha did the same.
She hurried through the twists and turns of the maze, her mind trying to comprehend what had happened. "Can you believe this, Mavis?" The bat in her pocket chirped. "Two men! Two men! And neither feels right!" She had felt nothing for Quincey, either. "This day couldn't get any worse."
She hurried out of the exit...and bumped into someone else.
"Oh, I'm terribly sorry," she apologized, looking up. Her mouth dropped when she realized it was the nobleman who Lucy had pointed out before.
"No need to apologize," said Arthur. "I should have been looking where I was going." He was trying to be polite, but Martha could see in his eyes that he was a little put out by her collision with him, and the fact that a young lady like her was running. "Perhaps you would like to keep me company?"
He extended an arm out to her. Martha took it hesitantly, knowing she shouldn't decline a man like him, but she felt uneasy about it. The last two men she had walked with had asked her to marry them.
"You are the lovely Martha Van Helsing, are you not?" the man asked.
Martha nodded. "Yes, that's right."
"I am attempting to make a business agreement with your father," Arthur continued. "Of course, he feels that some sort of business alliance must be made. Looking at you, I cannot disagree with him."
Martha froze mid-stride. She didn't like where this topic was going. "What do you mean by that?" Please not let this be the third...I already know this one isn't my zing...
Arthur chuckled. "Now do not tell me you do not know how some business alliances are formed these days; marriage. I have yet to discuss this with your father, but I am sure he will agree."
I have to get him away from me... "I'm not sure about that. Two men have already asked for my hand."
It worked. Arthur's face narrowed and he turned to stroll away, without another word given to Martha. The girl shook her head distastefully as he did. What a creep. She began to hurry away, determined to find a quiet place to hide until the party was over...
...but was grabbed by the hand. If this is a fourth suitor, I swear...! But when she turned, she sighed with relief to see Lucy.
"I've been looking for you," said her friend. "Where have you been?"
Martha tried to pull away from her. "Lucy, I'll talk to you later. I need to go before-"
A glass was then tapped three times, and the party fell silent. Martha and Lucy turned to see Abraham standing at the top of the garden by the house, and to his left, the three men stood waiting; John, Quincey and Arthur. Martha felt the dread pass through her.
"Firstly I would like to thank you all for coming," Abraham began, "and secondly I would like to inform you... Oh, I am not sure whether to feel embarrassed or proud. Three young men have come to me and asked for my daughter's hand." There was a bit of laughter in the crowd. "Of course, I am not the one to be choosing which gentleman is right, so I would like to ask my daughter to step up here and make the choice for herself. After all, she's the one getting married."
The crowd looked around, trying to find any signs of Martha.
Lucy didn't know what to say. "Fancy that. Three men! I would eat a horse for that-" She turned to find Martha gone.
Martha struggled to climb over the fence separating the garden from the fields where her father kept his horses. When she finally touched the messy ground, her favourite horse came to investigate; Renfield, a bay coloured stallion.
"Hello, Ren," Martha greeted him, giving him a pat.
"Martha!" The girl turned to see her father hurrying towards her. "Are you trying to purposely embarrass me? Most girls would go around without corsets to have three men propose to them." He then looked her up and down. "Although I see you are not wearing yours."
Martha turned back to Renfield. "I hate the things. And those men aren't right for me."
"Martha, if you say that word in front of me-"
But Martha said it. "They're not my zing!"
A look of anger crossed her father's face. "That is it. I will be dragging you back if you do not come willingly!" He began to climb the fence.
Thinking fast, Martha clambered onto Renfield and grabbed his mane, before kicking and clicking him on. "Come on, Ren! Go!" The horse let out a whinny and began to canter across the field, which soon turned into a gallop as Martha kicked harder.
Behind her Martha could hear her father shouting, but she didn't worry. Her father would never be caught dead riding a horse bare back, especially in the suit he was dressed in; he would go through the trouble of getting a stable boy to bring a horse in, saddle it up, while he got changed into the proper riding gear before going after her.
Martha continued to gallop Renfield across the field, and spotting part of the fence which had half fallen, she rode him towards it. Renfield jumped the broken fence easily, and the two continued onwards into the thick woods which surrounded the manor.
As they rode, tears began to fill Martha's dark eyes and she buried her face into Renfield's neck, trusting that the horse would not head into danger. She cried; she cried for her mother, and how she never found her zing; she cried for Lucy, who had watched as the man she liked picked her friend over her; and she cried for herself, realizing that she may never find her zing before her father grew tired with the wait and married her off to the first man who asked.
At some point, Renfield slowed down to a halt and just remained standing, and even after this Martha continued to cry for some time. Mavis crawled out of her pocket and climbed up Martha's body, nudging the girl's face with her own. Martha looked down, her face swollen from the tears and her eyes red. "Sorry, Mavis; I forgot you were in there."
Mavis chirped and gestured around them. Martha looked around, too; it had grown dark, and it made her wonder how long she'd been out for. The party must be long over, and I can't stay out here all night. She sighed. "Come on, let's go home."
She climbed off Renfield and looked around...and only then did she realize that she had no idea where they were. "Um...you don't happen to know the way back, do you Ren?"
The horse appeared to roll his eyes and then shook his head. Martha deflated, letting out another sigh.
"This is just great."
The sound of a door opening was heard, and Martha whirled around to find a small cottage behind them with an old lady standing in the doorway. "Why, hello there, young lady. What are you doing out so late?"
Martha didn't know what to say. I could have sworn that wasn't there before... "I... I mean we... We got lost."
The woman chuckled lightly. "Yes, you can easily get lost in these woods. Why don't you come in and warm yourself up by the fire? You won't find your way back in the dark. Everything looks the same."
Martha looked around her, and then back at the cottage. Her father had always warned her about talking to strangers who lived on their own in the middle of nowhere; he used to scare her with stories about witches and werewolves when she was a little girl. But looking around her, she realized that the woman was right; there was no way she was finding her way back in the dark, and she was already feeling cold from the night air.
"Alright," she said. "But are you sure? I really don't want to be a bother..."
"No bother at all!" said the woman. "I haven't had company in years! It's better than talking to my broom!"
Martha blinked. "Your broom?"
The woman coughed, looking scared for a moment. "I mean... Never mind. Come on in! But your horse will have to stay outside."
"Ren doesn't mind." Renfield made a noise suggesting that he did mind, but Martha ignored him. He wouldn't have been able to fit through the door, anyway.
Martha walked inside and found the place to be rather unusual. There wasn't any of the usual furniture one would find in a cottage; instead there was a large pot in the centre of the room, and on the shelves surrounding it, there were many glasses and vials of different coloured liquids. A black cat was sleeping on an empty shelf, and then there was a broom...sweeping itself.
The girl blinked, then closed her eyes and gave them a rub. When she opened them, the broom was still sweeping on its own.
"BROOM!" the old lady screeched. "We have company!"
The broom froze, and noticing Martha for the first time, it leapt in fright before clattering lifelessly to the floor.
"Your broom..." Martha couldn't believe what she had just seen. It's like the stories Mother used to tell me... She turned to the old woman wearily. "Are...are you a witch?"
"A witch? Why would you think such a thing?" Martha wordlessly pointed to the broom, and the lady sighed. "All right, I am. But please don't tell anyone!" she begged. "I've moved around so many times, and do you know how many property opportunities there are in the middle of nowhere? None! Ugh! Things used to be so much more peaceful in medieval times. No angry mobs coming to kill you."
She passed Martha and walked over to her cat, before stroking it. The cat woke up and purred.
As Martha watched, she realized this woman seemed pretty harmless. Martha was a girl who had a good judge of character; it had saved her many times before. "I won't tell anyone. Don't worry. But can I ask you something?"
"Do you solve problems?"
The witch gave her a puzzled look. "What kind of problems?"
"Well..." Martha sighed. "I was at a garden party, and three men asked me to marry them. The problem is that I've been waiting for the right man to come along; one who's my zing. I didn't feel anything for either of them, but... I've never felt a zing before."
"So you want to know which one to marry?"
"Well, not exactly..." Martha shrugged. "I just want to find the right man for me." She knew that when she got back home, her father would demand she marry one of the three men. One of them could be my zing and I just don't know it.
The old lady thought for a second, before moving a stool across the room and standing upon it, reaching for one of the many glass vials. "I have a spell here which takes you to where your true love resides – or as you phrase it, your 'zing'. Kids these days; always making up their own words."
She handed the vial to Martha. The liquid inside was a mixture of pink and purple, and Martha was hesitant to drink it – if that's what she was supposed to do. "I drink it?"
"Half the vial will do," said the witch. "But remember; your zing could be anywhere in the world. You just may not know it."
Knowing this could be her only chance, she took off the lid and raised it to her lips. Then, closing her eyes, she gulped down half the liquid.
She felt a weird sensation flow through her. She kept her eyes screwed tightly shut, not wanting to know what was happening; it felt like she was flying, the air rushing past her so fast that her ears popped. Her head was beginning to spin, and when she thought she would pass out from what was happening to her, she landed on what felt like sand.
When Martha opened her eyes, she was lying on a beach in the middle of nowhere.


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We are excited to announce that we have secured a steady meeting location at the SAIC facility in Huntsville, Alabama. The chapter commitee will meet Feb. to plan the first "Official" meeting in March. Hopefully, we will add the specific SAIC meeting location link and map this week.
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We are going to try ssomething a little different with the Huntsville Chapter. The main goal is to better educate the local IT community with focus on application security. But to perform this efficiently, we must first work with the community represenatives to understand the current applications security needs, education gap-analysis, etc. Basically, the commitee was formed with local IT leaders from various companies such as SAIC, Intergraph, and CB&S Bank to name a few. What we look for is feedback from all perspectives to drive the meeting content, and to help solve problems. Because at the end of the meeting, the attendee needs to walk away with valus and usuable information. This may be a solution to input validation, or a new way of thinking about risk and security applications. OWASP is a 360 degree process focusing solely on application security, and we plan on promoting that through education, awareness, and improved processes.
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Broadex systems releases QQGetTray Mac Version for Nimbie Autoloaders
Broadex systems releases QQGetTray Mac Version 2 1 0 for Nimbie Autoloaders. Robotic loaders become compatible with third party software for Blu-ray/CD/DVD applications
Keasbey, New Jersey, USA., February 27, 2014 - (PressReleasePoint) -Broadex Systems, Inc., the software developer for Blu-ray/CD/DVD autoloaders, today releases the new version 2.1.0 of QQGetTray software which enables USB 3.0 compatibility for Mac. QQGetTray allows third party software applications to utilize Nimbie USB disc autoloaders, developed by Acronova Technology, Inc., to automatically feed discs without any software modification.
Nimbie USB and USB Plus are software controlled disc autoloaders with 100 disc capacity. By connecting to a computer with compatible software, the disc autoloader can perform tasks such as duplication, burning, ripping or back up. With QQGetTray, it allows software programs without implantation of robotic commands to utilize the robot to load and unload Blu-ray, CD or DVD automatically without human intervention. Programs like Nero can burn discs, XLD can rip CDs without discs being fed manually.
"QQGetTray can work with software that are programmed to start reading or writing when a Blu-ray, CD or DVD is inserted and to eject the drive tray when the task is finished," said James Tsai, Chief Technology Engineer of Broadex Systems, Inc. "By running QQGetTray, more software can be compatible with Nimbie autoloader which wasn't natively supported. More familiar software to chose from, and less people are tied in front of a desk to change discs by hand."
QQGetTray is compatible with Nimbie USB and Nimbie USB Plus on both PC and Mac.The software is free for download at: www.broadexsystems.com
About Broadex Systems, Inc
Broadex Systems is a software development company, specializing in digital media design, duplication, and publishing. Broadex offer automated software solution for a variety of optical disc applications. More information at: www.broadexsystems.com
About Acronova Technology, Inc
Acronova Technology is an emerging manufacturing leader providing automated disc loading solutions since 2002. Acronova offer user friendly, affordable and reliable autoloaders for Blu-ray/CD/DVD duplication, printing, ripping and backup. More information at: www.acronova.com
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