Thursday, November 24, 2011

Last update in this rss feed. But site will still be updated.

I have to quit updating this blog now. It's too much of tasks for me. I'll just be putting new paintings and quatrains on my site with no rss feed updates anymore.

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

new quatrains

You want to hear a story don't you.
Well I'll tell you one for tea.
Just what is a land for?
And has no liberty?

Changes & pages!
Where priests are on the run.
Scary, with overcoats.
And does not drink the rum.

Eerie! The white horn!!
As chosen as the fun.
Almost like a lithograph.
No pilots steer by sun.

The gift of mirror!!
Roscoe anyone!!
That is the day that Neptune plays.
As binding as the scum.

Barney is the hero!
I'll tell you what he won.
Standing near the Euro,
with coconuts and thumbs.

Believe it or not, I like to read them.
Men's puppet and women's gun.
And smiles, I have seen them.
Holding up the Tun.

Past right here.
Nine times out of none.
One day per year.
Forgetting-equi-librium.

Homeowners are the heroes!!
Witches signalling then-
That arrivals are-equations.
That skies can never pen.

I respect the costume though.
Atoms allowing bend.
Holding that bay of teardrops.
That halloween defends.

But October leaves, at midnight!!
Hold-the ocean-boats to wind!
It will pry the-riddle once-again,
from the hands of men.

Thursday, September 29, 2011

new quatrains

Going passed doing something before.
A tricycle, with only one back wheel.
Putting forth its weight a fraction.
Autumn, leave me alone to heal.
_

I saw the hammered pig set.
Cup of tea with tv moan.
We have no sugar here tonight,
just dots that have no home.
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That rust in the little clamps they claw,
They'll never wear a suit.
With chin-ups almost to the nose.
Making baskets almost cute.
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Perhaps something like a doll.
Shouting, go-go, go-go, go-go!
The inner "inside" misalignment.
Shouting not for me no ho-ho.
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How about, a frost-chilled garden.
Where massive pumpkins grew.
Sirens loud at let the dogs out.
Small bridge over maybe two.
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You-don't have to feel sorry.
Just tell us where you stayed.
To get some education.
The room was "large" nudge-nudge that way.
_

Monday, September 19, 2011

new quatrains

Is just "one call", all your phone can handle now?
Oh, my FLOTSAM! What-was that?
Everything you would ever need.
Ocean Services, call her back!
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It'll mean half your gear Mr and Ms Heyday.
Do you want to change your names now?
There's only one way you can solve it though.
You'll have to pay for extra wow.
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Miraculous County Stranger?
Things-just can't be all-that wrong?
Ace-Tissue and Re-Issue.
No answer from you this long!
_

I know you have responsibilities.
And lots, and lots, of boundaries.
With everything being so crazy.
And a lifetime of only flounderings.
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Save-me to-say with sufficient tonnage,
"I've got your Nickel right here someplace".
Don't worry. I didn't care.
Oh no! What's wrong? Thankyou open-space.
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Nah! nah! Any ashes would just fly by us now!
By "March Madness", or maybe dawn.
Everything is dry under a web.
So safely we'll move on.
_

But oh, I wanted to show you, while we're here.
"That it is all" just sand again!
Come on! Show and tell, this "Table".
To Hooters and Winners now. Atom number ten.
_

All-right. Ok. "Don't forget your name".
Beer spots? Ok, don't forget-those.
They're filling and taste good.
And like wine becomes the nose.
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I really wonder how Jennifer is doing?
Or going-to be while-we are gone.
She'll be guarding her lisp with pigeons.
At least I'm hoping so with such song.
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But-just how do-we get there?
I mean that storm when we were all surprised?
Where the "Hello I like your Bow-Tie"!
Becomes the only thing that almost dies.
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And families yes of course are "George".
And social gatherings are sung tomorrow.
I know how powder-kegs are friends.
So "my toast" pops up for sorrow.
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Thank you, thank you, very much.
Let me start by asking you!
That's a mistake from what day?
And was climbing part of it too?
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I heard about that man!
I heard you knew him too.
His favorite ships were lost at sea.
Because he did-not chew.
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But now I know you're not telling the truth!
So that's "his ankle" in water, right?
Raise your arms but don't get up.
Now I'll sleep on it tonight.
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He had truth, right in his arms?
At least I'm hoping it was fair.
And that is his hollow suit with charms.
Like any man with London hair.
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And on that beach. A crazy rider.
Now mix-some-brown in there.
Money men finding it most disturbing.
That we fly so fast up here.
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But now I know you're just being funny.
You truly en-snared those noises?
On Thursday's, or so you say?
That demon runs are choices.
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Let me line it up for you.
The same way we sit right here.
To devastate the church again.
Men are whispered air.
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Give it up all those stars again.
My motion will "now begin".
Ludicrist are all my charms.
Only Sony makes all wind.
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So let us look upon tomorrow.
And create a wish within.
The true diamond, is no-sorrow.
Nothing-else-rhymes with "win".
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What is a career?
Is it physical therapy?
Should I use it on myself?
Like thanks allot "John Wealth".
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I bet it's this one! "Betty".
Before we go to bed "let's health".
Cucumbers big as raisins.
Kill that "giant mouse"!
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But I had to fight with John.
You come down here, this instant!
Blink! And steer the handle.
Find the klondike "Princeton"!
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I just heard two horses right?
Sophie dancing "slight"?
Try and wet the bed tonight!
Then stand right there and spike.
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But bathe in blue?
That's dangerous like a river.
Keep the extra, for yourself.
But be the best meine bueno.
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Now "that" man is killer.
So use-different fly again!
Just like healing a human being.
A heart attack that sat within.
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Yes. I'm writing stories to "myself".
Dawson maybe sees a "widow".
Eleventh rule: "mystify"?
Kind of like a dangerous pillow.
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Let's make it into a game for us!
Hmmm? Dog smelling its "poo"?
She'll survive the "queen" that way!
Does Billy really shave like new?
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And only just for rooftop nails.
That living henchmen might have "seen".
Learn to embrace them "just for hoops".
(god forbid such team)
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Rapid onset! Clever "glows"!
You know that art. That artists shine.
Miss Harriet! Trust your shoe off!
And customers "drink your wine".
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Hey who missed the fox? Was that you?
I had a bad grape too.
An Ontario wind that struck my vine.
My galleries await your climb.
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The signal to toys ratio,
is a measure of a website's aim.
A sand where design clients, never
suspect that a Tile made fame.

Friday, July 1, 2011

new quatrain

Divorce is a quiet moment,
as immeasurable as half a love.
That I always water with half a tear,
at first shut-up, with needs more was.

Saturday, May 28, 2011

new quatrains

It wasn't quite so hard as shut-up,
but the grass was ridden-hay.
Today I got a sweet proposal:
Sternum buried man's expressions yay!
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My name is desperation.
Come and visit us if you fall.
Where you can visit Doctor Tea.
Pure Coventry on his wall.
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They had a real chance of sitting here,
who had no stupid brains.
I certainly, wouldn't want one.
They immediately number rains.
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I'll sit right here and watch!
Prim and, proper as cloned feet can be.
Selling them as mere-action.
Fifty words as were-from me.
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Yay! It's a poem!
It just had-to feel like napping.
It knocked down all the music clefs.
So this floor might need some waxing.
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That little structure, (my ordered mind).
That way to heaven's gold.
Where lady Chance! Mops Allot,
and her river looks so hold.
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Winds dangerously forecast as high.
Cold makes true-night-schools end.
Here I would trade my coffee for,
a map to here home-stems.

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

new quatrains

Nine were Wednesday,
and leaped like gold to sand.
Antique-ing into secrecy.
Like barking is to band.

Breathe again and live again.
The shortcut to the fin.
Dark-towards hunter-nights,
the Savannah pushed within.

Shoe the cobra. Cue the din.
That, lobsters never meet.
Bubbles like the sands of time,
dreaming angels to a street.

Torment bay, my little friend.
So small as look outside.
Where, lightning on one finger tip,
has more within than shy.

Framework, looks good on you,
though, do-not forget the rains.
For deserts only never knock,
until a light switch gains.

Crumple up, all years be friends,
across one-page of climb.
FedEx in-betweens the mountains,
and mere decimals are only fine.