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The Park Bench
I wish I was a poet
With magical words
To make people see all of the absurd
Tears fly, paintings in pastel die
When we look into our mirrors
We sometimes miss
What love dumps upon all of us
We shed tears, for we forgot to shed fears
I have no legs, nor any crutches
So my voyage has ended
I only observe
Sadness upended
When goodness is confused
When gestures are refused
When the kiss that could have been
When a poets tear seems obscene
The one who hears is often deaf
The deaf sometimes have nothing left
If I could give a kiss away
I would give it to lovers with hearts that sway
Drawing love on paper in may
Copyright © arthur vaso | Year Posted 2016
The farm
and the porch light hums
the sound of another
orange dawn.
Burnt up – crisp
aching new reaches
of the imagination turn
from corn
to wheat
to the pungent shade
of dried blood on hands –
kissing corners of a mouth
never kissed.
Sweeping 'cross in whispers
two thousand years
and more, come
words on the flat-line horizon,
dripping sideways,
like a red cat's eye marble
on a circular seesaw
that knows no bounds;
rolling infinitely back
and forth -
ringing through ears that were once
in that ago (can you hear it?)
hearing the coming of a storm
being heard
by another set of ears,
in some other when –
some other marble.
When, speaks the unspoken.
When, treads where none may tread.
When, grips the barren outcroppings of space –
playing the unending moments –
where no other question hence forth
can grip.
Night sounds come in floods
of mauve,
and quiet apricot;
slicing through oceans,
where no ears hear.
The farm: echoing, lowing and fawning –
Trying to stay true
to form,
bleeds into the fibers of a dream
once lived –
recognizing its existence
through the act of a moment,
The girl turns to face
the enormity
of all she has yet to hear upon
the brazen, blazing horizon;
she strips down to goose bumps
on the skin
that God gave her;
opening her mouth to hear all
that she is –
breathing in the dawn
as it breaks.
The farm notes this coming.
The sky knows;
The wind knows.
The earth knows - relaxing
at her feet
through her soles,
resounding through the mouth
of the un-kissed,
breathing through this land;
humming through porch lights,
spinning through atoms,
sifting though heavens,
recorded through lifetimes,
and through into another's
open mouth.
© Kristin Reynolds 1/9/09
Copyright © Kristin Reynolds | Year Posted 2009
She sings in soft tones,
her magic exists beyond the obvious.
Listen closely to her wanting,
She is wrapped in a trancendent light.
A dreamer,
chasing white rabbits.
Grasping for the infinite,
with delicate hands.
A moth,
Dances within her luminosity.
Flying on yesterday's wings,
carrying smiles that are meant for tommorow.
Witness her as she waits to exhale.
A daisy chain,
tied around her wrist.
A future promise to be kept.
For within her spirit,
exists a burning passion!
She waits for one who is worthy,
of her consuming flame
Although she is unaware,
hers is a temporary sadness.
Happiness flirts at the edge of her dreaming,
waiting for an open window.
His shadow hidden behind frosted glass.
Shades of green,
turn brilliant yellow!
Buttercups dance around her feet.
Her laughter floats across the meadow,
as happiness runs to her open arms.
Together they skip, towards her apple tree.
For hers is a faith that trancends the temple.
Her spirit sought and found salvation.
He had been with her all along,
I can see it in her smile.
The rain has passed and sunshine now resides in her eyes!
Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2014
it was the sixties
we were young
we were going to change the world
spin it like a basketball on our finger
take the three point shot
win the game
we had great leaders
john, robert, martin...
the planet was singing
with the purity of a four year old
The ants go marching two by two;
The little one stops to tie his shoe,
it started raining bullets
our optimism soured
slightly at first
and the grassy knoll
and the sniper
and the magic bullet
john was shot
jackie squirmed
we sat on the edge of our seats
The ants go marching four by four;
The little one stops to shut the door,
John F. Kennedy was assassinated
The ants go marching five by five;
The little one stops to take a dive,
years had passed, five
look before you dive
the civil rights movement gathered
to fight for their God given rights
the right to be treated as humans
exactly that...humans...no more no less.
to listen to the man who had said
"Nonviolence is a powerful and just weapon
which cuts without wounding and ennobles
the man who wields it. It is a sword that heals."
the man who stood on the hill speaking
"I have a dream today!"
The ants go marching seven by seven;
The little one stops to pray to heaven,
Boom, boom, boom, boom!
Martin Luther King Jr. was shot
and my God it rained
it rained salt
as a nation black and white cried
The ants go marching nine by nine;
The little one stops to check the time,
time for the rise of Bobby
Hoorah! Hoorah!
Boom, boom, boom, boom!
i wish he could have ran faster than the bullets
they murdered John's brother
Robert F. Kennedy was dead
the sixties where almost finished
and i wondered
if the world would ever be the same
I marched away buried my face into the ground
To get out of my pain.
great leaders lost
words that radiated
radiate hope
America was
the envy of the world
it's two thousand sixteen
and we have sunk so deep into the dirt
i know we can't Trump this disaster
have you ever heard of fools gold
we have a choice
our lives count
remember the ants
nature's banner is blowing in the wind
don't make
the little one shout
March 16 2016
Copyright © Maurice Yvonne | Year Posted 2016
Door to Nowhere
Royalty have Chateau's
With moats and drawbridges
Artists have colors
Paints and brushes and dreams
The poor have soup
And Marie's gateau's
The lonely have open doors
To nowhere
I let my baguette go hard and stale
So I could stab myself with nourishment
As my blood flows slowly
Through that door with no hope
I with no rope, fade away
Why oh Why
A Collaboration between Seren Roberts, Tim Smith and Arthur Vaso
Poem inspired by Seren Roberts
Each poem written from a different view
The Murderer
The Murdered
The Mannequins who witnesses the crime
Why of Why
Lovers Die
Mannequins Cry
Sat, with his head in his hands
Remembering how love had once been,
Now, because of his stupidity
He was on his own, solitary again
Remembering, how love had been,
Behind the bars he now calls home
He was on his own as before and again,
Realizing, he was such a petty bitter fool
Behind the bars he now calls home
His mind, aflame with tears of regret
Realizing he was an utter fool,
To have stabbed her to death in a bloody pool
His mind aflame, with deep regret
Why... did he buy a knife that day...why?
To have stabbed her to death
Cause she had given love another try.
Oh how he wishes, its he that had died
Lovers Die
I linger with the scent of flowers
cascading over what was once spring showers
Your red hands drip passion
long since cooled
darkness surrounding you has lifted
and only I can see the light
Why couldn't you leave
a girl clamoring to be free
dressed in a burnt orange skirt
driven to the stake with your hurt
Words were written on the wall
but all you did was erase it all
Twisted as the knife turns
in a cell your hell burns
Mannequins Cry
We have no faces
We have no voices
You think we have no feelings
You see us as objects in commercial spaces
We saw the hidden knife unfold
We saw the young ones stabbed so bold
Pain is the emotion that frightens us all
Mannequins crying, tears running as we see her crawl
When the blood flowed
When the redness of hate showed
We with no faces
Shed tears at the human disgraces
Such young love so brutally robbed
By the jealous and lonely one, made us all sob
He regrets I am sure the hate that overflowed
Life's so torn it can't be sown
Authored by Chuck Keys
It had no color,
Lacking shape, size and dimension.
It wasn't moving or breathing.
There was neither aroma nor taste, not here or there.
Touching was useless because it wasn't physical.
It was indistinct and limitless.
Thinking multi-physically
Multi-sensually and multi-psychologically
It wasn't here or there and it was.
With no distinction,
It looked like everything else,
Or it could not have looked like everything else.
It never made me feel good nor bad,
Nor happy nor sad
Nor quite nor trite.
In our world of joy and destroy, we sort and distort,
Looking more on the surface and less on the inside,
Ready to judge and be judged from outside in.
The "oneness" of mankind stretches beyond definitions and limits,
From outside to inside and from inside to outside.
We are one distinct and alike world of "oneness."
Differences exist for differences,
Therefore, differences don't exist.
Only "oneness" exists.
This poem is dedicated to Dr. Clayborne Carson and The Gandhi-King Community,
For Global Peace with Social Justice in a Sustainable Environment.
Copyright © Chuck Keys | Year Posted 2010
The End of Love
A secret grief rips apart all that was
Slaves to the sexual caresses of time
Stallions in black gallop gallantly in fields
Of spring full wishes
Thou seeith the birth of love
Naked hopes surrounded by sweet perfumes
Seduced by the gods or by demon fools
Dancing, towards our own charades we sing
Funerals consume autumn's dead poets
The gravestone cold and gray
We hug it like a long lost friend
One may see a battle lost
The other a battle won
In November we reminisce the soldier and singers too
Didst you know I was a prostitute?
Selling my soul to the hourglass of eternity
Foolishly hoping to sleep upon her breast
Shivering as others seem to fall right at deaths door
Brimstone, black and rose
The underbelly of St Laurent
Youthful boasts as the old man in cane hobbles
Generations sailed down the main
Some seeking solace others finding fame
Vaguely the recollections appear
Visions inside dreams inside the darkest fears
The end of love is near
For the hand above is reaching
As I float to the end of time
Enchantment in the crypts
Ravens dancing as they consume our mortal
No smiles, no sleep
Thou did knowest I'm surely certain
The dance of death
Only to be followed
By a piper
And angels violins
Rags and shrouds, kiss them all goodbye
In Memory of Leonard Cohen, a fellow Montrealer, 21 September 1934 – 10 November 2016.
Color me white, or color me black. Color
me brown, or color me red. Color me
yellow, but color me to be just me.
Color me anyway you want. You are the
artist, you know what to do, just capture
my beauty and let it show through.
My beauty is not on the outside for everyone
to see. My beauty comes from within and
few people have seen.
Color me with the colors that you so much
love to use and when people see this painting,
they will see themselves in me.
The people will ask you - why did you put so
many colors on me and you will tell them - because
the beauty I did see.
The painting is now finished, the artist has done
his job. A painting of many colors, that he is very
proud of.
The colors bring beauty to the painting on the
wall, but if we were all colored blind - we wouldn't
see any colors at all...
Copyright: written by
Lucilla M. Carrillo
I wrote this poem because through out life
I have seen a lot of injustice done, because
of who we are , or where we came from. We
did not choose to be who we are, or where
we came from. God chose that for us. I don't
think God made a mistake when He made us.
He had His reasons. We are who we are, that
can never be changed. We live in this world.
We are God's Race...
Copyright © Lucilla Carrillo | Year Posted 2012
The easel beholds a half finishing painting
The paints beside have all hardened
Pain reflected in the partial emptiness
Staring back at that gathered crowd
The sun melts on the canvas page
Creation explained in elapsed rage
Notions and pleas from dried paintbrushes
Strewn across the almost barren floor
One to the other in whispered voice
I wonder if this would have been his choice?
Empty wine bottles twirling in light
Beside the dead body, a painting just right
There lies Art
In repose
His final painting
His last prose
Copyright © arthur vaso | Year Posted 2017
Love Notes in a Bottle
It came as a last meandering thought
How could I know?
Maybe a thousand years from now
On a far away shore
Would exist a lady of mystical lore
Reciting sonnets of medieval tales
In magic forests, dreaming of love
As I love
Who could feel a bond so delicate as a doves feathers
A pain so strong, like a tiger wronged
That to part would mean emotional low tides to come
That she could feel the loneliness of night
The scent of the morning dew
The feeling of rain upon ones breast
The smell of the rose
The view of the meadows
The Laughter as the children danced
The plea of one whose heart bleeds
The desires to capture love and yet remain free
Her eyes would show her ageless beauty
Her smile would hide her thoughts
Wrapped deep
Inside of old love letters
She would sigh
As I recited old prose
We would hand in hand repose
Knowing growing old is how it goes
Alas she is but an image in my mind
A thousand years till birth
Or even more
A fantasy, that lets me die in peace
That someone could love as I loved thee
You were my past, and my eternity
Lovers who never took flight
Broken wings, and broken borders
Boundaries never crossed
Kisses though we never lost
On every wind swept shore
I wander with the birds scouting overhead
As wave upon wave of desolation slaps my head
A woman is over there by the sea
She but a stranger in the mist
So not at all is she thee
A thousand years from now
On wind swept shore
Will she be forlorn?
Weeping for the likes of me
Whispering inside, he was here but a thousand years ago
Love letters telling loves desires
Inside a bottle and buried in sand
Alas is the ocean not made of ancient tears
I pursued a butterfly through the woods.
It fluttered, just always beyond my reach.
The more I pursued, the more it teased.
Stalking it, like prey, it just fluttered away.
I found a moss covered log to rest,
Sitting in a serene, secluded spot.
A butterfly came ,sat upon the log.
I caught it in the palm of my hands.
It's wings became a rapid flutter,
Trying to escape my grasp.
I opened my hands , freeing it.
If we pursued things in life,
They become unattainable.
If we sit quietly and reflect,
they become attainable.
Chasing our dreams may be
as allusive as the butterfly.
Finding them as beautiful as the butterfly.
Copyright © Phyllis Babcock | Year Posted 2011
written on time's page
with finite syllables of dust
he spelled my heritage
from earth to sky
along an umbilical line of faith
we fluttered from the lips of fingers
fully form for purpose
written on an invisible calculus
that bring monarchs where birth mark lingers
and salmons somersaulting sluice and streams
turtles, penguins, and herons white wings
netted in design with nested tabula rasa mind
I have an argument
against the beginning begotten from a bang
before atom or element
I have an argument against force and natural laws
at work without mass or embodiment
for embryonic gravity or forces weak or strong
I have an argument
that the singularity could not become more than fragment
of energy again if a single atom explode
its forces flocking away from fusion
for energy fission to explode
a theory
flimsy as spiders web
dethroning my majesty gulped
in primeval slime unlinked history from love
minimizing the particular time of our becoming on ships
that met the stagnant eyes of swampy thoughts … shuddering
in vain
the whip cracks louder than pain -
and on our black blistered backs … crumbling
soils in desertification threw some syllables skywards for mercy
starvation winds with sickle clouds of rain
they lie again ... leaving us without inheritance
for all our labors, lost, and grievance
what bang can buck the strain
and bring us broken souls to glory again?
Copyright © L'nass Shango | Year Posted 2009
Silent Lies and Deception
In the silence of murky waters
There slithers oily snakes of the night
Wearing masks of deception
Beware of fools singing with Stalin's tongue
The KGB shall set you free
Drowning you in the river Volga
The cold water keeping your lips tight
Whilst the silent ones spread their deceits
Lies, lies their dirty little lies
I wonder how their tongues wag and loudly sprout
So righteous, like imams with out a doubt
I call for radio silence
When comes the clique of hate
They say they have none, and
Maybe this is true
They run out at times, spreading it to you
Those who truly have good will and peace
Growing like flowers in a botanical heaven
Never spew the bloody insecticides here on earth
That alters the genes of peace in me and you
Beware of white sheep
That howls like the wolf at the full moon
A wise man knows the meaning of silence
Silent ones simply slither sneaky prose in the night
The Caspian Sea
Holds many ghosts who if not for death
Could tell you many silent tales
Of those with a million smiles and twisted masks
Seekers of the Silent Lies and Deception
Dead Sea and salty tombs
Silent in womb
Notes: The last poems Angel and Devil, about mans ability for both good and evil, I continued the theme here, by describing two repressive regimes, Russian under the likes of Stalin and Putin and the Palestinian one under Arafat. The poem is either incomplete or to be continued in a second poem, as in the end I inferred the Silent one Amina, a story about the repression and hardships of women in India. An excellent book by a great author Fiza Pathan.
i wanted it...my God i wanted it
...but how do you do that...
the second you touch it...
it's gone.
it's the curse of being alive. After all...what are we?
a bundle of thin blue wires...some red tubing
our largest organ is our skin...What are we?
our brains are unreliable...our emotions uncontrollable.
you want to grab it...hold it...
good luck! it's a lubricated bar of soap, you can't hold
i've tried...my life has been nothing but trying to hold on to it.
how can you be in it? how? if you can't even hold it...
i feel like an astronaut
moving aimlessly in space with no tether!
love would be my first choice.
when i delivered both my daughters at home
pulled them out carefully from their mothers womb...Gone!
their lives from one second old to now...Gone!
women...oh how i have loved...made love
i have several doctorates in love making
i hold women more carefully
than i do an over bloomed flower
as to not lose a single petal.
i refuse to breathe
just to hold their scent
as long i can.
treasure their face...
die in the act of a single kiss
dress myself in their skin.
it can't be done
as soon as it happens
it is gone
you can't live there
it is like Brigadoon.
you'll never find it again.
you can't really live in the moment
not really
it is gone as you live it...
the present, is immediately...the past
it is fleeting
never to be held
i know...
i want so many moments back...
just to live in them.
you can't...you don't.
we live what was...
dream of what might be.
live in the moment?
as my words hit the page...the moments passed.
in the moment?
yes! i know i've been there
i just can't hold it.
the smell of the ocean...
it's loud heavy metal music...
the meandering haze in the air
that "i am invincible" feeling
the first time you held her...
your one true love now gone.
the chiseled pillow look of clouds
looking down at you
as if you were the one.
that huge neon moon...
sits low in its living room.
a baby breeze
touches lightly your breath.
a gripping moment
of unconscious union
moments galore...
in the moment?
i've tried!
it's always left as it happens.
gone quicker than lived
and than
only imagined.
Maurice Yvonne
Sponsor: Poet Destroyer A
Contest Name: In The Moment
Copyright © Maurice Yvonne | Year Posted 2014
To see ourselves as others see us --
unmasked images, through others' eyes --
half-formed caricatures, perhaps --
or mere grotesqueries --
barely recognized, telling
what we thought to hide --
we'd label these as skewed
perceptions, not real truth...
But, no matter -- when once
I thought myself unfairly judged
and asked "How so?",
I was reminded of the obvious,
i.e.: all outcomes are determined
by perceived attitudes and actions.
Not truth, but clear perception,
pure appearance, guide others' thoughts
and so create the world we live in.
Thus, however harsh,
"Perception is reality."
Copyright © Leo Larry Amadore | Year Posted 2012
what grows from these petri dishes?
when will these hives
with their metal monsters
their deceiving smiles
their artistic like visages
stop breeding,
stop growing,
like a virus?
what of the fertile land they cover,
the resources they consume?
what of their ravenous appetite?
and barely
a forest untouched.
Maurice Yvonne
You are the wild flower in my palm
With no stem to keep you anchored to this covetous earth
You are the fragile thing I dare not cup,
As your petals whittle away under the wind
And flit unfettered in the air;
Exaggerated fear leaves my fingers numb
Hungry need leaves my fingers twitching
And my hand is paralyzed by turmoil
As every breath of wind takes another petal from me
And brings to my lungs, my chest and my heart
An overwhelming scent of need-
You are the wild beauty in my palm
And I dare not hold you to my chest
For I fear to crush you
To know first hand
That caged beauty, is beauty no more.
Copyright © Samir Georges | Year Posted 2011
'the wound is where the light enters you' Rumi
In every adversity there is a lesson
in every pain a message - listen
Life will inflict many troublesome trials
inside you there is a lion fighting for survival
Keep smiling even when the path is unclear
every wound can heal - when peace is found
We will all fall - even the brave and strong
it is how we rise that is the important task
Your soul will always dance if you find ethereal light
search for the key to unlock the chains to your mind
Example for Quote me Rumi contest
The Silent One
2 December 2015
Copyright © Silent One | Year Posted 2015
A child is born crying his eyes out
wanting to return to the warmth of his mother's womb
Once held a sense of security is felt
with his head resting upon his mother's chest
Welcome to life - prepare for a bumpy ride
this won't be the last time you want to cry
Life is an unpredictable journey
as a traveller, many passengers will pass you by
Dreams will be crushed, but also achieved
hearts will be broken but also healed
After every storm a rainbow will appear
but this too is only temporary - as is life
Life is also spectacular and wonderful
a platform to achieve the ultimate goal
Life is a balance of being fortuitous
combining the right formula to succeed
No one can tell you what will happen tomorrow
nor predict your final destination
People say destiny is written - maybe it is
my advice is to always smile in the face of adversity
set a legacy to be remembered for who you are
always strive to be better than yesterday
and finally to enjoy the journey
The Silent One
15 November 2015
Trashed 4 contest by Broken Wings
To wake up with the rising sun
Wishing me old bones stay in bed
No longer do I feel to run
Life is all but over and done
I look in the mirror feeling blue
Front teeth no more, leak like a canoe
Getting old, this is no fun
Spending my days inside, away from the sun
Ricky called, hey Arty lets go out
Sorry Ricky, I am too old for that
Ah come on Arty lets go to the park
Leave me alone Ricky I am staying right here in the dark
Ricky was persistent, come on arty the park the park the park
Art replied, I am old now I don't do parks!
Why not? It's a sunny day; we always have fun at the park
Cant, Stevie told me, I am too old to go out and play
Why he said I am too old for toys and my trucks
I am too old to play even with the ducks
I didn't wanna be old but there you have it
Stevie says I am one big sissy with my toys!
Ricky, not to be deterred
Come on man, I love toys too
Lets go the park, come on come on
You are only seven years old Arty!
I feel older Ricky and missing all these teeth
No one will want to play with me, no one at all
I do Arty! lets go, besides haven't you heard the news?
Seven years old why that's the new five!
With words weary and thirsty
from turning the other cheek,
I knowingly drink from a well
made virulent by animosity.
My blood turns venomous,
seeps into my pen,
then commences a purging
in hope of not corroding within.
When my veins are cleansed of their bane,
inked lines evaporate into clouds,
and the well is replenished
by an acid-laced rain.
As the epidemic spreads through town,
I fold the blade in a septic forge
while chanting the cliché
about what happens to those
who choose to wield the sword.
April 5th, 2014
Copyright © Chris D. Aechtner | Year Posted 2014
Looked at the outside of steel window
Around in the dark, awesome feelings into the mid-night air
What the news was brought in the feelings!
Eyes of the orphan cat was flaming on the corridor.
Waiting for the light in the window
Dark vision comes down into my eyes by cycle-weariness
Down from one circle to another circle in time-blindness
Who stands here, the Islamic old man!
Frustrated vision!
History of terrorism was carved on his burnt body
He wants to say something!
A white-complexioned Christian young man stands into the neighbor circle,
Surprised eyes!
White-skinned history was printed on his blood-stained body
He wants to know something!
A dark-colored Hindu boy stands into the third circle,
Illusive vision!
History of third world is awakened on his envenomed body
He wants a little smile!
The old man, young man and boy are coming forward from the circles
Great distance... Near ...in front the room...
Who are you? No reply
They disappear into the tuberose equipped black and white photo of my father
Dad is smiling, I am senseless!
Tears are dropping from the eyes of our cat on the corridor.
Copyright © Sandip Goswami | Year Posted 2014
We are so different
I am smart, you are less so
I am a man, you are a woman
I am trump, you are poor
I am beautiful, you live in a sewer
I have castles, you're lucky to have drawers
I am peaceful, you are the extremist
I have armies, you have child suicide bombers
I have coffee, you have tea
See the difference between you and me?
I wear clothes under my head, you wear masks over
I sing songs in my sanctuary, while you chant the jihad
I have my god who is righteous; you have a god that sings of terror
My god is great, yours is a fraud
I ride in a limo, you ride a gay camel
I drink fine whiskey, you smoke camel fags
We you see… are as different
As night is to day
As sun is to moon
As Cain is to Abel
I own the castle you live in the stable
Goats and hogs your only staple
Now when we were in the hospital
Me so much better than you, you see
Both our sons sick of leukemia
You being so different and less than me
You cried, and you wept, and you wished yourself dead
If your child should live, you'd give all you ever had
Its then I saw, I'd do exactly the same
When you offered me a tissue
I confess I felt a wee little shame
Whatever hate you may or may not have had
Lifted, when you saw the child was your only lad
And when I saw this humble startling revelation
I realized how narrow and condescending I was behaving
So maybe we both learned a lesson of Job
A pity such sadness and pain had to bring
The realization to us both
We are not so different after all
We now drink tea in the olive gardens
Telling the young if they chose to listen
There is a better path, of happier wisdom
By embracing your fellow man
No matter race, color or convictions
Start with a smile
Make it last more than a mile
Great things happen
When us, the people take action
Yours truly
Two fathers
Of this world
Thank you Charmaine for the constant inspiration!
It was what it was
A stunning photograph
it was
in the end
a microcosm
and positive
in its composition
and depressing
in its
stark reality
No matter
you paint
toilet of our existence
No matter
how you condemn it
it's how you deal with it
what you make of it
and in the end
even a shit house
serves its purpose
I put on your shoes
Tried to walk a mile
Sadly they were way to tight
I felt an old nail digging into my soul
I tried loosening the laces
However the knots were way too tight
Pain coursed through my body with each step
I walked through a puddle
Water poured through the holes
I became chilled to the bone
I stared at my sore feet
These had been lovely shoes at one time
Shining with such possibility
Now they have been scuffed
Walked through the mud
Left out in the cold
The protection they offered
Has long gone away
So I wonder
Is it not time
For a new pair of shoes
Copyright © Richard Lamoureux | Year Posted 2013
When I am Colder,Older and then alone...
I will collect the sky on my own...
When the art has faded and the days then fade-
when everyone has gone away...
I may finally see what never was saw
.....ahhhhhhhhhhhhh............... the quiet sky
The unlit room which bares my end...shows the flashes of my pains my joys and sins.
This life has been a strange one since the curtains were drawn
These paper and plastic figures have clouded the dawn
I was once younger,foolish,and obsessed with truth
Now I am bitter,sour,dour faced with my heart under shoe
The children were all searching or lost in a crowd
All weeds in a garden...growing vile and foul
Though beauty was sold it never came true
Obsessions and vanity have traveled safe through
Materials and poison and everything lost
have been burned in the fires or lost in the frost
I stand face to mirror tearing my being apart
Winding thoughts of love,pain,god,and art
As the sun sets and the darkness grows
I too shall follow this pattern in tow
Death has a friendly hand and a pretty face
She has given me comfort as I leave this place
The wars have occurred,humanity's lost
Souls have been burnt in the fire or lost in the frost
Day was Life,Night is Death
And the latter has given counsel on my final steps
Copyright © Winter Wallace | Year Posted 2009
The grasshopper left the corn
For the dawn of the baobab tree
The elders brought flowers
For the floor of the ages past
And the door of ages to come
Grasshopper's heart stridulated
In awe. Its mandibles move
To shred its doubt in questions.
The elders stood silent
Before the open palm spooning
The eyes for a taste of wisdom:
"Patience," said the elders.
The elders ears buzzed
With the sounds of futile wings
Longing for the flight of freedom
"Grow your conscience," spoke
The elders in the morning smoke
Of dew where the heart
Of flora and fauna is burning.
And I was left nothing there
But corn blades bitten bare
To the ground, and a path
Through the desert sands of wrath
That beckons me to where
I will sit in the elders' chair
Weaving syllables out of air
And searching for reason
Beside the stillness of the heart.
I am the recycled question
Waiting for answer in a flower's
Bed sown with eyes of treason.
I'm often in conflict with childlike creatures
They'd prefer to receive The Truth
in a nicely decorated package
embroidered with flattering designs
presented sweetly to their ears
Perhaps I'll be liked more that way...
I'm always in search of The Way
to be true to oneself in the face of judging souls
They'd easily accept the appearance of things
based on their own needs and wants
discarding the ones which displease them
a screening process that builds up to Hate...
Perhaps I'll never be my True self
as I wade the murky water of unknown territory
shivers running through my core
blinking under the cold emotionless stare
slowly crushing under Expectations from all sides
I may no longer Be Myself
......as in Life's Journey
people only expects you to be the Image of their own needs
Copyright © Angeline Haikutwinkle | Year Posted 2016
As our world spins into this blatant madness
Family units like dead leaves, fading fast!
Our children lost, good values tossed
Idols abound, keeps us in a choke!
Excesses, extreme shape our lives
The Golden Rule, now a corny joke!
A simple guide to can heal our earth-disregarded
Yet, in spite of all these,
God will have the final say
When wars and storms sweep across our earth
Leaders ignore the hour at hand
Perhaps, the last to stand as men
To right the wrongs of history past
And re enact laws to seal the cracks!
Potent winds arising, already on track
Remember, love for man and nature will heal this earth
Yes, I believe, in spite of all these,
My God will have the final say
So let the politicians, argue, fight and scheme
Let the liars, deceivers, play their games!"
Let death merchants chant their evil anthem
"It's not a child, but a piece of flesh"!
While the years like pages torn from a book
All blowing away like dust in the wind
Gone forever beyond eternity's veil!
'Too simplistic', some claim, that love's the remedy
Yet, in spite of all these, I will fear no end, for
My God will have the final say!
Copyright © Annalise Brigham...a.k.a. Audrey Haick | Year Posted 2010


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11.20 pm: Dawood Ibrahim's security upgraded in Pak after Chhota Rajan's arrest: reports.
10.15 pm: Geeta is happy in Indore. We'll resolve Ramzan and Salman's cases shortly, tweets Sushma Swaraj.
9.05 pm: Historian Shekhar Pathak to return his Padma Shri award over intolerance issue.
8.33 pm: Ceasefire violation by Pakistan on the Line of Control (LoC) in Gurez sector (J&K). More details awaited.
8.05 pm: India summons Nepal Ambassador Deep Kumar Upadhyaya, raises concerns over firing incident in which one Indian was killed.
7.40 pm: Tata Motors ropes in Lionel Messi as global brand ambassador.
7.30 pm: Norway reiterates support for India's membership of MTCR & NSG and as a permanent member of UNSC: MEA.
7.15 pm: Congress President Sonia Gandhi's meeting with the President ends.
7.00 pm: "PM was waving paper of my LS speech,what is there in that speech?I said there should be no discrimination on basis of religion", says Bihar CM Nitish Kumar.
6:50 pm: A tragic incident. Our concerned officers are looking into matter: Nepal Ambassador Deep Upadhyaya on 1 Indian's death in firing by Nepal police.
This is a bilateral issue between India & Nepal, diplomatically we have to consult each other: Deep Upadhyaya pic.twitter.com/HqcF9FzEPK — ANI (@ANI_news) November 2, 2015
6:35 pm: Congress President Sonia Gandhi reaches the President's House.
6:20 pm: Creativity has no religion. When we start questioning creativity or creative people we are doing the most disservice to nation: Shah Rukh Khan.
6:10 pm: Bollywood actor Shah Rukh Khan celebrates his 50th birthday in Mumbai.
I'm going to smile a lot: Shah Rukh Khan on being asked about his birthday resolution pic.twitter.com/nQuRk7JTZo — ANI (@ANI_news) November 2, 2015
5:45 pm: Illicit funds to the tune of millions of crores flowing out of India: HSBC whistle-blower Herve Falciani.
5:30 pm: Russian President Vladimir Putin demands thorough investigation of Flight 9268 crash in Egypt: Russian News Agency TASS.
5:15 pm: She has given her stand, and we will look into the matter if need be: MP CM on Madhya Pradesh minister Kusum Mehdele.
5:00 pm: We are deeply concerned at reports coming in of firing today in Birgunj. An innocent Indian was also killed in the firing. Causes underlying the present state of confrontation need to addressed by the Government of Nepal credibly and effectively: MEA
4:50 pm: Black boxes retrieved from A321 plane's crash site in Egypt are in good condition: Russian News Agency TASS.
4:45 pm: No possible causes of air crash in Egypt should be ruled out: Russian News Agency TASS.
4:30 pm: One dead and six injured in firing by Nepal Police during protest in Raxaul (India-Nepal border). Dead is identified as an Indian, Ashish Kumar from Darbhanga, Bihar. He was a student of BA second year.
4:20 pm: Russian airline blames crash on 'external' factor - AFP.
4:10 pm: Congress talking about intolerance is joke of the century. Congress and its friends are intolerant towards people's mandate: Venkaiah Naidu.
3:50 pm: Nitish babu, Lalu ji & Sonia ji, your defeat in Bihar is certain, so tell us who will be leader of opposition, Laluji's son or Nitishji: PM Modi.
3:26 pm: One dead and six injured in firing by Nepal Police during protest in Raxaul (India-Nepal border).
3:15 pm: "They ruled for 25 years,not a short period, a child becomes capable enough to feed his family in 25 years. what did you give to Bihar?", says PM Modi.
3:10 pm: "We've been contesting election on agenda of development from day1, Cong-RJD-JDU should've done same but they are still living in 1990", says PM Modi.
3:09 pm: I thank people of Bihar for their warmth, the way they welcomed me and my party members everytime says PM Modi addressing rally in Darbhanga.
3:05 pm: On being asked about Dawood Ibrahim, Chhota Rajan says he is in Pakistan.
Reporter: Dawood kahan hai?Chhota Rajan: Pakistan meinQ: Kaun chhupa rha hai?Chhota Rajan: ISI chhupa rhi hai. pic.twitter.com/PiQBHqgdN1 — ANI (@ANI_news) November 2, 2015
3:00 pm: PM Narendra Modi addressing a rally in Darbhanga (Bihar).
2:54 pm: "PM's statement is politically motivated, a mischievous attempt to reopen the wounds of 31 years ago when India did suffer a tragedy", says Anand Sharma.
2:30 pm: PM should remember Atal words for him, on following "Raj Dharma" when 2002 riots happened says Anand Sharma.
2:29 pm: Vice President Hamid Ansari and Vice President of Indonesia Jusuf Kalla issued a joint statement in Jakarta.
2:11 pm: Road accident in North 24 Parganas (WB) between a bus and a car. 7 dead on the spot, 15 people injured.
2.00 pm: Tamil Nadu: Ruling AIADMK slams opposition for criticizing the arrest of folk singer.
1:50 pm: KDMC results: Shiv Sena leads with 61 seats won.
1:30 pm: How is it that Modi doesn't say a word on the rising prices of pulses?: Rahul Gandhi at a rally in Araria, Bihar.
1:05 pm: Indonesia: Chhota Rajan being taken to the room where Indian officials are with Indonesian officials.
Chhota Rajan being taken to the room where Indian officials are with Indonesian officials. pic.twitter.com/L1W90x3AEr — ANI (@ANI_news) November 2, 2015
12:49 pm: People's power organisation protest demanding release of Tamil folk artist Kovan who was arrested by Chennai police.
12:17 pm: People of Bihar only accepted you (Nitish) because you were lucky enough to have Atal blessings whom people of nation had faith in says PM Modi.
12:15 pm: My Govt has been in power for 25 months and they are asking for my account of work rather than giving theirs when they ruled for 25 years says PM.
12:11 pm: Prime Minister Narendra Modi addressing a rally in Purnea, Bihar
12:00 pm: SC issues notice to Centre on a petition seeking directions to Govt to ensure that wages under MNREGA should be paid without delay.
11:47 am: Shiv Sena leading on 31 seats, BJP on 25, Congress and MNS on 2 seats each in Kalyan Dombivli Municipal Corporation polls.
11:37 am: 1997 Kailash Hospital (Noida) Land case, SC dismisses plea challenging acquittal of Union Minister Mahesh Sharma and Former UP Chief Secy Neera Yadav.
11:36 am: Retired Paramilitary Personnel protest over OROP in Delhi.
11:00 am: Two killed after clash between two groups in Mangaluru jail premises this morning.
10:57 am: CBI Team, Mumbai Police and First Secy of Indian embassy in Jakarta Sanjeev Agrawal reach detention centre in Bali.
10:55 am: Sonia Gandhi, Rahul Gandhi alongwith all MPs,CWC Members to submit memorandum on rising intolerance in country to the President tomm says source.
10:49 am: Heavy Nepal Police deployment after police crackdown on Madheshi protesters to clear Maitri bridge(Indo-Nepal border).
10:48 am: Finance Minister Arun Jaitley speaking at the inauguration of International Conference on "Networking the Network"
10:47 am: Ahead of Prime Minister Narendra Modi's visit to Kashmir on November 7, several separatist leaders have been detained as a precautionary measure.
10:35 am: Now we are returning back,really happy; will meet my family now says Ramesh Das, Truck driver who was stranded in Nepal.
10:00 am: Indian trucks return from Nepal after police crackdown on Madhesi protesters, police forces deployed in Raxaul.
9:30 am: Guard of honor for Chief of Naval Staff of Bangladesh Navy Vice Admiral M Farid Habib in Delhi.
9:25 am: What is worrying at this point of time is present atmosphere where freedom of speech,expression has become vulnerable says Dinesh Abrol,Scientist.
9:20 am: Because of this all creative people are worried if they could continue with their creative work says Dinesh Abrol.
9:09 am: EC notice to Lalu Prasad Yadav for violating MCC in Bihar Polls.
9:04 am: Indian interpol arrives in Bali and ask for Rajan's passport.
8:41 am: Polling for Local body elections in Trivandrum underway, people cast their votes.
8:29 am: Nepal Police allegedly lathicharged Madhesi protesters this morning who were protesting at Maitri bridge, Raxaul (India-Nepal border).
8:10 am: Shah Rukh Khan turns 50, greets fans as they throng his Mannat residence in Mumbai.
8:00 am: Congress Vice President Rahul Gandhi to address rallies in Araria, Purnea and Katihar today
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A maze of cobbled streets and medieval courtyards, the Castle District is Budapest's crowning achievement -- literally. It hangs grandly above the city, and the lovely Matthias Church that is its centerpiece is known locally as "the coronation church." Austria's Franz Joseph was crowned king of Hungary there in 1867 to the strains of Franz Liszt's coronation mass, composed especially for the occasion. Today, as it has for centuries, the rampart next to the 700-year-old church offers incomparable views of the Danube and Pest. The scene of battles and wars since the 13th century, the Castle District is home to the former Royal Palace, one of Hungary's most important national symbols.
There are shops and restaurants in the complex in addition to a number of other attractions, including the Budapest History Museum, which offers excellent historical background for a visit to the city.
Andrassy Ut, the city's grandest boulevard, is a 1.5-mile expanse, granted World Heritage status by UNESCO. There you'll find the stunning Hungarian State Opera House, opened in 1884; chic boutiques and grand villas with gardens; Franz Liszt Square with its open-air cafes; and, at the very end, Heroes' Square. No visit to Budapest would be complete without a walk around the magnificent square, dominated by the Millennium Monument. The monument is topped by the Archangel Gabriel, credited with converting the pagan Magyars to Christianity. At the base of the column are seven figures on horseback, representing the Magyar tribes.
Art lovers shouldn't miss the Hungarian National Gallery, which displays a vast range of local works dating from medieval times to the present.
The architecturally eclectic St. Stephen's Basilica took more than five decades to build. The main attraction here is the mummified hand of St. Stephen, the first king of Hungary and founder of the nation; his hand is housed in the reliquary.
In the late 1930s, the Old Jewish Quarter was a thriving community with about 200,000 Jews. Most perished in the Holocaust. Today, the Dohany Street Synagogue (also known as the Great Synagogue), one of the world's largest, stands tall in the now-shabby neighborhood. Seating 3,000 people and built between 1854 and 1859 by a Viennese architect, the synagogue, with its onion-shaped domes, looks Moorish. The complex also includes a Heroes' Temple, a Jewish Museum and a Holocaust memorial room.
It's not in the Jewish Quarter, but the Shoes on the Danube -- on the riverbank, just south of Parliament -- is especially moving. The simple memorial, erected in 2005, features 60 pairs of cast-iron shoes, representing thousands of Jews who were shot into the icy Danube on that spot by fascist militiamen in World War II.
Said to be one of the most beautiful McDonald's restaurants on the planet, the fast-food outlet at Nyugati Railway Terminal is the largest in Hungary with its two-story Baroque interior crafted in the style of early 20th-century Budapest. Next door is the WestEnd City Center, the best shopping mall in Budapest.
The crowded Turkish baths are to Budapest what coffeehouses are to Vienna. This is where friends come to meet, gossip and relax in healing waters that are fed by the thermal springs that feed the Danube. Among the most popular is Szechenyi Bath and Spa, located in a sumptuous yellow building at City Park, just above Heroes' Square. There are indoor and outdoor pools, and it's not unusual to see bathers playing chess on floating game boards. It's a neat way to mingle with the locals.
Take a 20-minute detour out of the city to the Royal Palace of Godollo. A favorite resort of Emperor Franz Joseph and his Austrian Queen Elisabeth, this Baroque palace has a Grand Hall with marble-covered walls and gilded stucco ceilings; a Riding Hall; and the restored Baroque Theatre, now the venue for performances of chamber music and opera. If you're lucky, you might catch a concert. Viator offers excursions that include stops at the palace.
For a day trip into medieval Hungary, head to Esztergom, which delivers on two fronts: historical tradition and location. Situated on the scenic Danube Bend on the border between Hungary and Slovakia, this was the birthplace of St. Stephen -- also coronated there in 1000 A.D. Be sure to stop at the massive Basilica, which was completed in the 1860s. There you'll find the Bakocz Chapel, built in the early 1500s by Florentine craftsmen, dismantled in the Turkish occupation and reassembled in 1823. You may also want to continue to Visegrad, whose heritage dates to the New Stone Age. Viator offers a day trip to Esztergom Cathedral and Visegrad Castle.
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Preacher Curl Exercise
Essential Exercise
The preacher curl is the ideal biceps solution! Few biceps exercises help isolate your biceps and their synergists, along with tendons and ligaments, better than preacher curl.
You may think of the preacher curl as just one exercise, but actually many variations on the basic movement are available to you: You can choose dumbbells, a straight or EZ-bar, cables or even resistance bands to challenge the muscles in slightly different ways.
How to perform The Preacher Curl Exercise:
- Grab your workout bar with an underhand grip, your pinkies angled toward each other.
- Rest your upper arms on a sloping pad and hold the bar at arm's length in front of you.
- Lift the bar as high as you can, then slowly lower it.
If you lose control of the resistance, the preacher curl can cause injury (sometimes serious) to your elbows and arm flexors, especially if you use the sloped side of the preacher bench. Stick with the vertical side of the bench, choose a weight you can handle in correct form, maintain a controlled speed up and down, and pause briefly at the top and the bottom of each rep. Never bounce or jerk at the bottom, and always have a spotter standing by in case you lose control or fail on a rep and need assistance.
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- Incline Dumbbell Curl
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- Changes in MySQL NDB Cluster 7.5.7 (5.7.18-ndb-7.5.7) (Not yet released, General Availability)
- Changes in MySQL NDB Cluster 7.5.6 (5.7.18-ndb-7.5.6) (2017-04-10, General Availability)
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- Changes in MySQL NDB Cluster 7.5.4 (5.7.16-ndb-7.5.4) (2016-10-18, General Availability)
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- Changes in MySQL NDB Cluster 7.5.2 (5.7.12-ndb-7.5.2) (2016-06-01, Development Milestone)
- Changes in MySQL NDB Cluster 7.5.1 (5.7.11-ndb-7.5.1) (2016-03-18, Development Milestone)
- Changes in MySQL NDB Cluster 7.5.0 (5.7.10-ndb-7.5.0) (2016-02-05, Development Milestone)
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Despite all these unanswered questions, the film, written and directed by Jasmine Yuen-Carrucan, has some merit.
The two lead actors bring surprising depth to shallow roles, and an atmosphere of suspense and intrigue is established for a good deal of the running time, even if the resolution fails, quite spectacularly, to deliver.
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DAVID: Margaret?
MARGARET: Yes, I felt exactly the same way as you about this. I'm going - I was distinctly uncomfortable for most of the film because I couldn't figure out where it's going and, even by the end, I thought, well, I still am not sure where it's going.
DAVID: Not sure where it was going, yeah.
MARGARET: So there are too many unanswered questions in it, and it's like there's a glue missing from the screenplay that sort of - that connects things. The whole business with the kilometres travelled, you know, and I mean...
DAVID: Yes. Keeping going back to zero and so on.
MARGARET: Yeah. You know, you sort of like...
DAVID: There's little details like that that are sort of niggling.
MARGARET: Yeah. It's sort of like I don't know how or what was dropped in the editing room, but you sort of feel that something is gone, that ought to have been there, that made a little bit more sense to the whole process.
DAVID: That's right. But it really just seemed a journey to nowhere, really.
MARGARET: Yeah. Yes.
DAVID: But, look, which is not to say that there's not some really quite suspenseful moments in it, except that it doesn't actually sort of take you anywhere.
MARGARET: Yeah. That's what I mean.
DAVID: Mm.
MARGARET: It's momentarily - it has moments, and I think it's got two stars worth of moments, actually.
DAVID: Yeah. Yeah, two stars for me, too.
Your rating: Cactus
Comment: The unanswered 'questions' which account for many of Mr Stratton's problems with the film also occured to me. BUT they were all either satisfactorily (if obliquely) answered by the film or were wisely left unanswered. I was pleased to find that we were left with almost exactly the right amount of ambiguity for once, and I'm a little surprised that both reviewers felt that more needed to be spelled out. My biggest disappointment is that my vague recollections of lukewarm reviews like ATM's kept me from seeing what is a very solid debut from Yuen-Carrucan.
Comment: did u watch the whole movie margaret because it showed you why he kept on wining the kilometres to zero and he had a map drawn of the distances and them holes he had burried in the ground with the fuel in them thats why he winded the time back...I THOUGHT IT WAS A GOOD MOVIE LOL
Comment: I quite liked this movie. I only watched it because Eli (David Lyons) is my cousin. It was a sort of movie that got me more interested as it went on. I think it had a fairly strong plot but it could have used something that gives it the sort of edge most thriller movies have (eg. a chase scene). I have still been thinking about the movie weeks after and I'd like to see it again.
Comment: Good aussie actors, pathetic result, waste of 85 minutes on a Saturday night.
Comment: I have no idea what the ending was all about. Can somebody enlighten me?
Comment: The worst (stupidest) movie that I have ever watched.
Comment: Almost sent me to sleep....
Comment: First saw it on a plane to Morocco and was hooked.
A great suspenseful film, although it would have been nicer to have a greater resolution and some more sense about Bryan Brown's role.
Funny at times - the Road Closed, Flood sign - and overall an enjoyable watch.
Perhaps best for it's photography than story.
Comment: Top film. David Margaret I think that you are exposed to so many movies in your profesion that you miss the more subtle things,
Sometimes it's nice as a audiance to be given a little latitude that after the film you can be laying in bed thinking about it not being able to sleep so you read about it on the Internet.
Exeuted perfectly ...
Comment: This is quite a good Aussie film. I thought the cinematography was at a very high standard, the acting very good and i loved the films soundtrack. It made for some really engrossing viewing at times. However the film does let down in it's plot/script area. I felt more needed to happen, we the audience needed to know more throughout the film to be more involved. I do agree with David and Margaret but enjoyed it more than them. 3 stars.
Comment: I really enjoyed this film, I found it very intense with a plot full of subtle threads pulling it together. I am looking forward to it coming out on dvd so I can watch it again and perhaps glean more from the magnificent first film by a young promising director. I cannot believe you missed the point of the distance markers, they were obviously related to a set of instructions given to the kidnapper by his employers. Various items were retreived by him at various "stopping points", eg the "road closed" sign, jerrycans of fuel etc.
Give it another look.
Comment: Enigmatic but got me thinking, and I only guessed what was going to happen a couple of times.
I thought the title referred to ?Australian slang - if something's 'cactus' it 's buggered, broken beyond repair, there's no hope, etc. This seems to accurately describe John, who appears not to be able to take a trick, and makes things mich worse in his desperate flailing around to make things better. The underlying theme is that you get what you believe - John thinks he can't win & so can't, Eli is convinced he can get ahead & so does.
Comment: I went with a friend and we live in Broken Hill around where it was filmed. It was a hoot watching these peple drive up and down the Mundi Mundi plains and did Greystanes in Sydney ever look like the Hill with the slag heap in the background? Even BH is not that many kms or miles from Sydney
I agree with David & Margaret - editing needed. Thommo was left in the truck overnight (going by the two blokes camping that night). No wonder he died. Shoot the trucking company for negligence.
Comment: Throughout the film I felt involved and enjoyed the mystery throughout the whole film. A couple of moments lagged to me but I enjoyed the intense build of relationship between John and Eli.
I liked being able to think about what happened at the end. I also enjoyed the unpredictability in it.
Comment: I really enjoyed this movie. I actually liked walking away wondering what was going to happen after the movie had finished.
I thought it was really interesting and definitely a movie that I'll be thinking about for a few weeks.
A great example of the Aussie thriller genre that seems to be really taking off at the moment.
Comment: I saw this at the premiere at th Open Air Cinema and enjoyed it although, ultimately, wondered what the point of it was.
The resetting the mileage thing while he was driving was to mark the distances between signficant points, eg. changes in the route, places where supplies were stored.


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Toronto FC came very close to adding a quality striker to partner with Robert Earnshaw, but their quest to build a potent strike tandem has fallen short after word that Kevin Davies move from Bolton to TFC has fallen apart.
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36 years old!
Wouldn't have been a DP and likely deal was short term through end of MLS season. This attempted signing was a back up plan to the collapse of the Newell's Old Boys striker Maxi Urruti deal.
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I find your statement to be very insulting and ignorant. You should probably look up the rules and regulations of Visa on the website seeing as you were so kind to find information on rbs. Businesses like yours should not accept credit cards due to negligence and poor education of how the industry really works. Your situation would have resulted the same whether its was First Data, Heartland, Chase Paymentech, etc. I have been in the industry for over 4 years and have provided the best service going because I make sure all merchants are educated. Also know too that chargebacks are like having bad grades on a report card. At the end of the day you are a risk whether its big ol bad rbs or a bank. Also know too that for up to 6 months the credit card funds are not yours if the customer disputes it. My reccomendation would be to ask for id, better state and handle your return policy procedures, and don't blame others for your mistakes. Thanks!
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Marellen - Noble
Marellen sat curled up in her favorite chair, wrapped up in her favorite blanket, reading her favorite book. She didn't get the chance to do that very often, and she was determined to get the most out of her free time. Next to the chair was a large open window, and the sound and smell of falling rain wafted in with the cool breeze, which was why she had a blanket around her shoulders even though it was August.
The chair was a large blue velvet wing-backed, much like the one she remembered seeing in Beauty and the Beast as a child. It was a full sized chair, so she always felt small when she sat in it. A long time ago it had been a gift from her father, and she had replaced the worn out velvet many times since then. It was one of the few things she had left from her father, and while she'd had to spend thousands of dollars over the years to keep it in good repair, it was well worth it.
The blanket was an old hand-stitched patch-work quilt her mother had made for her. It smelled like cedar, a pleasant, woody smell, from the years spent in a cedar chest and there were places where the white, gold, or black patches were wearing thin or tearing. It was warm and thick, and being wrapped up in it Marellen felt like she was wrapped in her mother's strong arms.
The book was a new copy of Homer's Iliad, since her old copy had fallen apart from being read too many times. But even though it was a new copy, it was already showing signs of use; loose spine, worn pages, and a few corners had been turned down to mark her spot. Marellen liked reading about the battles and the gods interference, but she loved reading about the Amazons, or the Antianeirai as Homer called them.
It was amazing to her how different the Amazon culture had been back then, compared to how it had been when she'd been born, and even compared to how it was now. Over the thousands of years, the Amazon women had mellowed out when it came to their opinions of men. Of course, most Amazons still believed that they didn't need men to be successful, but at the same time most Amazons now kept husbands or boyfriends for the sake of having them, or even for love.
A flash of light followed almost immediately by a crash of thunder brought Marellen out of the Iliad, and she turned to look out the window. It was raining harder, the world being washed clean. She smiled. She loved it when it rained. Not only because it was the only time she allowed herself to get her mother's quilt out or sit in her father's chair, but because of how cleansing it was. It was hard for her to live in modern society, and it always left her feeling lost and confused. Rain was the one thing that allowed her to return to her center and calm down, remembing the teachings of her grandmothers and preparing for the next barrage of impersonal communication and technology that the world had become suffused with.
She watched the rain for a while longer, ignoring the water that sometimes sheeted in through the window and soaked her dark brown hair. The rain was like white noise for her, it cut through the sounds of the city and allowed her to hear again, without having to listen to the baby crying in the apartment downstairs or the old man shouting at his TV two floors up. It blocked out the sounds of angry drivers honking their horns for perceived slights, of sirens hurrying to an emergency.
After another minute, Marellen turned back to her book and continued reading about her Great-great grandmothers, almost wishing she could go back and live in their more calm, albeit war-filled, time.


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Assignment from the General (Part 2)Mature
Zane opened a hidden tunnel with a press of a switch. Th stupid thing took a while to open fully, so Zane dragged Arch down on the ground and through the opening. After a few seconds of being fully opened, the mechanism would break and be permanently shut until a skilled Alchaeic user came along. It was useful for assassins and attacking enemies.
Only, this time, there was no enemies to lock out. Hopefully. But, why did Zane have a perpetually bad feeling crawling through him. His father had told him to be wary and listen to the instincts you had, but not let them overrule the sound logic developed from past knowledge. Zane had to do just that at that moment. He looked to his foolish brother. Somebody had to be smart.
The tunnel stretched far, being made as a last defense against invading armies. The ones that made it past the mountains or seas surrounding Faerein, then through the blazing deserts around the main castle and it's city, and then through the large walls built to defend against sandstorms and Great Lizards alike.
So, yeah. Logic dictated that it was highly unlikely the assassin would have allies and that he would really go after Zero, despite being reputed as a highly talented Air user. There were plenty of other notable people who had far superior talent with Mystics. The Void Master that trained Lord Rhazin was said to be incredibly skilled with Water. There was a kid in the lower district who had incredible mastery of Plasma. That would be far more tempting than an Air user, right?
But, whenever something threatened Arch, Zane felt that he needed to protect his idiotic brother. After all, the kid was gullible, ignorant, and so many other things. He was also Zane's only brother.
"Brother, why are we running so fast?"
"Shut up, you stupid sandreaver," Zane snapped, making his brother whine about how Zane is always mean and things. Really, why couldn't Victoria be here!? She was the better of the two of them at dealing with their little brother. Ahead, the safehouse entrance appeared.
And so did three large men in dark cloaks.
Zane only had enough time to throw Arch before something large - the door to the safehouse, he realized - was thrown his way. Zane accessed his Flame Mystic, sending a combination of chills and heatflashes through his body. It only took an instant, but Zane punched the door, sending his Flame Mystic at it's center and freezing the wood until it crumbled from the impact. How had they thrown the thing?
There. Stone fragments had been embedded into the wood and used as points of control. Zane looked back to where Arch was just now standing up. There were people back there too. Only two, but still...
"Zero!" Zane yelled, cursing himself mentally for using one of the Herost's names on his stupid brother, "You need to fly past the men! If they touch you, then you lose! Now, get to Father! There's an emergency latch beside the hidden door that will detach it. Go! Now!"
Arch smiled foolishly and took off toward the door they had come from. Maybe the stupid kid really did believe this was all a game. Well, it wouldn't matter in the end, so long as he got away. With his ability at the using Air so far along already, it shouldn't be too hard.
Zane charged the three cloaked men ahead. One, he knew, had access to Mineral Mystics, but that was common in Faerein. What else did they have, though. Zane had practiced against different Mystics and even went through training for battling multiple Mystics. The only Mystic that still gave him trouble was Storm, the electrical Mystic.
One of the men rushed Zane as well, a sword appearing in his hand. Just before the two of them met, the sword changed into an ax. Zane, surprised, accessed his Air mystic and shot himself backward, ripping through his shirt in the process. As usual, Zane's breathing because faster and he felt winded. How did that sandreaver of a brother do this so often?
The Air Mystic flowed out as soon as Zane let it go. His breath returned to normal, of course, but he still felt a little winded. He was not used to using the Mystic. He stuck to his other two mystics; Flame and Alchaeic. The latter of which seemed to be possessed by his enemy, as well.
Behind him, Zane heard a muffled cry.
Zane turned and realized his brother was being held in a stone prison floating in the air. "Let him go, you sandreavers!" Zane shouted, holding his position. Logic! He needed to think of something he could do...
"Kill the boy, Bardwik," a man behind Zane said. No!


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doublejdandme Review
Just ok
Just ok- the chain looked flimsy and small in comparison to the large chandelier. The glass piillars were not equal in height. Simple install was great. The light looked unfinished without glass panes. Had to toy with the arms of the chandelier to level the fixtures. Light emitted was nice and bright. The light is very large. I think it would look best in an area with a higher ceiling.
- How did the color on site compare with the actual product? True to color
- Please tell us about the quality of the product. It is a decent product.
- How accurate was the on site description of the product? Accurate
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