The damage of Easter bunnies still remains
Inhuman amounts of consumption occur
Being glad for the bear, that shit don't stick to a rabbits fur.
(that was my first try, how did I do?)
The Kindness Room...about everything, and something besides.
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Walkinghairball
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Your kindness is my peace...I get tired to but we must not ever, so smile and skip along.Kares4Rush wrote:Peace on Ye, Me, tis you I wish to see. Yer kindness in my past sadness. This is not a poem. Still love of rose pedals and warm stones are a fond memory. Not for my flesh but for my heart.
My heart is tired. Tired of many places...work, home (sometimes), sometimes I'm tired here but not OF here. Sometimes over there. And I'm tired of the fear. New guard dogs in Grand Central. They're so cute but I'm too tired to pet them again. I can't react anymore.
I'm tired.
But I love the kindness. So I'll join in.
All who love chocolate do not waste.
Thanks Kares
When evil is allowed to compete with good, evil has an emotional populist appeal that wins out unless good men & women stand as a vanguard against abuse.
Spring Kindness
Give me meadows of
bright wild flowers hues
A soothing stream
to tickle my flesh
The morning dew
as the sun peaks
over another days hill
The promise of laughter
hugs and smiles
blue skys shooting stars
to guide my way towards
another day of love to be
remembered
KBK
Give me meadows of
bright wild flowers hues
A soothing stream
to tickle my flesh
The morning dew
as the sun peaks
over another days hill
The promise of laughter
hugs and smiles
blue skys shooting stars
to guide my way towards
another day of love to be
remembered
KBK
When evil is allowed to compete with good, evil has an emotional populist appeal that wins out unless good men & women stand as a vanguard against abuse.
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Mr. Potatoe Head
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Yestermorrow
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New potatoes lounging in butter sprinkled with parsley and chives... yum!
Eighty degrees today...
Skies of heavenly blue
Strewn with a little blanket
Of mackeral off in the distance.
Just enough wind to blow them away,
And spread around the love.
Children playing in shorts
Pecan tree leaves the size of a mouse's ear.
Roses have tiny buds
Promises of love yet to blossom.
The rosemary didn't freeze over the winter
to season chicken and bruschetta on the grill.
Yellow marigolds in a pot on the front porch
Bid welcome to traveler's from far and near.
New wind chime catches in the breeze
to touch the ear with celestial percussion.
Dear yellow dog rolls over to snore
Tired of chasing birds too high too catch
And too low to ignore.
They open the pool in a couple of weeks...
The dark days of winter have closed their door.
SUMMER'S HERE!
Eighty degrees today...
Skies of heavenly blue
Strewn with a little blanket
Of mackeral off in the distance.
Just enough wind to blow them away,
And spread around the love.
Children playing in shorts
Pecan tree leaves the size of a mouse's ear.
Roses have tiny buds
Promises of love yet to blossom.
The rosemary didn't freeze over the winter
to season chicken and bruschetta on the grill.
Yellow marigolds in a pot on the front porch
Bid welcome to traveler's from far and near.
New wind chime catches in the breeze
to touch the ear with celestial percussion.
Dear yellow dog rolls over to snore
Tired of chasing birds too high too catch
And too low to ignore.
They open the pool in a couple of weeks...
The dark days of winter have closed their door.
SUMMER'S HERE!
That was nice Yestermorrow but sounds like a Texas spring to me.
When we get older and start thinking differntly we need all the sugar cane we can get, or else we'd disolve.
When we get older and start thinking differntly we need all the sugar cane we can get, or else we'd disolve.
When evil is allowed to compete with good, evil has an emotional populist appeal that wins out unless good men & women stand as a vanguard against abuse.
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Kares4Rush
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Stamping really REALLY fast on the streets in the rain of late winter early evening "commuting" darkness to Grand Central for my train...in time (I GOTTA get a seat on the train). The blind guy I see from time-to-time in passing either on the way to the station or IN the station with his dog is also stamping confidently quickly along with the rest of us as usual. There was new construction crossing the street on 48th Street and Madison Avenue HALF way across the street. We all stamped together in the usual dance to get home. His dog got confused and tried to lead his master between the cones and didn't see the red tape between the cones over his doggy head that his master would run right into and therefore into the new hole in the street they had dug.
Marching across the street in tandem timing the stop light in the rain with others I unconciously grabbed the stranger's elbow 1/2 way across the street and gently guided him and his Lab in the dance around the hole and the tape saying quietly, "this way sir because there is new construction" and then let him go as soon as we were around the cones and I went on ahead without thinking. 1/2 block ahead I heard a small, "thank you."
I didn't look back or I would have been run over by the throng trying to get home but it hit me on the escalator to the train when in the station.
He asked for nothing. I am nobody.
Marching across the street in tandem timing the stop light in the rain with others I unconciously grabbed the stranger's elbow 1/2 way across the street and gently guided him and his Lab in the dance around the hole and the tape saying quietly, "this way sir because there is new construction" and then let him go as soon as we were around the cones and I went on ahead without thinking. 1/2 block ahead I heard a small, "thank you."
I didn't look back or I would have been run over by the throng trying to get home but it hit me on the escalator to the train when in the station.
He asked for nothing. I am nobody.
Freeze this moment a little bit longer...
