Gang: Too maudlin! Sorry, what was I thinking! Hormones again!
Please realize a writer has off days. Maybe years. Dry as toast this
year. Toast is dry, right? Jane Jones ps line 19 or so should
read "ways". I guess my cut and paste and hidden bottle of chivas
were impeding my concentration!Wowsa!Jane Jones--- In
ticket2write@yahoogroups.com, "jannneee2121"
>
> Til Rivers run and crest their banks again, my soul is
>
> flooded with the penetrating waters of desperation seeping
>
> into my dying soul purging my earthen vessel of desire. I
>
> have awaited patiently for the return of the pedagogic
>
> goddess of the airwaves, Tilly Rivers. Where is Tilly
>
> Rivers? Who is Tilly Rivers? Could Tilly Rivers be a
>
> figment of my imagination? Could Tilly Rivers be me? Or my
>
> Great Aunt Tilly? Prove you are real. And if you were real,
>
> would that make any difference? Would it make the fantasy
>
> any less real? Flow out of my electric skin. Begin the
>
> light's journey on its way to sea. Navigate the waters of
>
> my soul so I will know the sea by the light breeze on my
>
> neck. Enervate my deadened ill-routed road. Plow the way
>
> for the rivers way is hidden along the banks of the
>
> Mississippi. Oh how I love spelling Mississippi.
> Oh how I love and miss Aunt Tilly. Tilly please answer my
>
> email! I would love to be you for a day! A writer of erotic
>
> electric energy pills. How can I be you? Could I feel your
>
> pain and pleasure, how many diffe? Please come back again
>
> to the room that beckons your lapping luscious waters of
>
> Joy. Thank-you Tilly Rivers!
> Another writer who calibrates a response from my leather-
>
> bound soul is Lisa Alvaro. Lisa's beautiful sensitivity is
>
> felt in every well expressed emotive line. She denudates
>
> clear emotions of scenes tieing the threads of experience
>
> through to completion. Reminds me of the many Carlos
>
> Castanada books I read during my discover Mexico(and other
>
> things) phase. The Way of Knowledge via Yaqui is clearly
>
> felt in her poems. I especially liked Reclamo and I Am
>
> Looking For You Mother. Lisa Alvaro is an amazing talent -
>
> I cannot wait to read her novels as well as Tilly Rivers.
>
> Thank-you room for introducing me and all of you for
>
> inspiring me and making me very happy in a new found
>
> creative outlet. (attention Walmart shoppers!) I find all
>
> to be mentors and I wish all of you nothing but Joy In The
>
> Morning! Maybe one day I could have a real live mentor
>
> instead of this monitor. I hear Leonard Cohen is
>
> vacationing here this summer. Tha would be a fine aside for
>
> all you Beautiful Losers! (a novel by Leonard Cohen, not an
>
> insult by me to anyone here). I wonder if someday someone
>
> will call me a mentor instead of just a mother! But that
>
> will be left for the talented ones all of you present. You
>
> are all divine to me. They have porcelain skin and deep
>
> eyes that never end. Amen. Jane Jones June 17 2008
>
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Gang: Too maudlin! Sorry, what was I thinking! Hormones again!
Please realize a writer has off days. Maybe years. Dry as toast this
year. Toast is dry, right? Jane Jones ps line 19 or so should
read "ways". I guess my cut and paste and hidden bottle of chivas
were impeding my concentration!Wowsa!Jane Jones--- In
ticket2write@yahoogroups.com, "jannneee2121"
>
> Til Rivers run and crest their banks again, my soul is
>
> flooded with the penetrating waters of desperation seeping
>
> into my dying soul purging my earthen vessel of desire. I
>
> have awaited patiently for the return of the pedagogic
>
> goddess of the airwaves, Tilly Rivers. Where is Tilly
>
> Rivers? Who is Tilly Rivers? Could Tilly Rivers be a
>
> figment of my imagination? Could Tilly Rivers be me? Or my
>
> Great Aunt Tilly? Prove you are real. And if you were real,
>
> would that make any difference? Would it make the fantasy
>
> any less real? Flow out of my electric skin. Begin the
>
> light's journey on its way to sea. Navigate the waters of
>
> my soul so I will know the sea by the light breeze on my
>
> neck. Enervate my deadened ill-routed road. Plow the way
>
> for the rivers way is hidden along the banks of the
>
> Mississippi. Oh how I love spelling Mississippi.
> Oh how I love and miss Aunt Tilly. Tilly please answer my
>
> email! I would love to be you for a day! A writer of erotic
>
> electric energy pills. How can I be you? Could I feel your
>
> pain and pleasure, how many diffe? Please come back again
>
> to the room that beckons your lapping luscious waters of
>
> Joy. Thank-you Tilly Rivers!
> Another writer who calibrates a response from my leather-
>
> bound soul is Lisa Alvaro. Lisa's beautiful sensitivity is
>
> felt in every well expressed emotive line. She denudates
>
> clear emotions of scenes tieing the threads of experience
>
> through to completion. Reminds me of the many Carlos
>
> Castanada books I read during my discover Mexico(and other
>
> things) phase. The Way of Knowledge via Yaqui is clearly
>
> felt in her poems. I especially liked Reclamo and I Am
>
> Looking For You Mother. Lisa Alvaro is an amazing talent -
>
> I cannot wait to read her novels as well as Tilly Rivers.
>
> Thank-you room for introducing me and all of you for
>
> inspiring me and making me very happy in a new found
>
> creative outlet. (attention Walmart shoppers!) I find all
>
> to be mentors and I wish all of you nothing but Joy In The
>
> Morning! Maybe one day I could have a real live mentor
>
> instead of this monitor. I hear Leonard Cohen is
>
> vacationing here this summer. Tha would be a fine aside for
>
> all you Beautiful Losers! (a novel by Leonard Cohen, not an
>
> insult by me to anyone here). I wonder if someday someone
>
> will call me a mentor instead of just a mother! But that
>
> will be left for the talented ones all of you present. You
>
> are all divine to me. They have porcelain skin and deep
>
> eyes that never end. Amen. Jane Jones June 17 2008
>
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Forward Re: The Day My Television Broke (36741 Richard)
Definitely beginning to "get" the artistic license thing. It is what
I am trying to accomplish in my writing as well. What I like to do is
to use antidotal happenings in my own life and transform these
happenings into an idea piece. This stream of consciousness, or
go with the flow of the flush toilet and to cross-relate such odd and
unusual events found in everyday.
Lately, it seems that I am having more and more glitches happening
than usual. Glitches being an event which happens in succession, for
example, the same man walking through Walmart doors 5 seconds ago.
Things like glitches can really derail a person's sense of gestalt.
It is really odd that you mentioned you were constructing your works
from actual events, I wonder how many writers draw on their everyday
worlds to pocket literary gems? I thoroughly enjoyed reading your
work.
Now that you mention the humour, I hope the next Jack Benny (Richard)
take my "wife" please (oh that was Henny Youngman)will go easy with
this Walmart shopper; although I do miss the timed specials at K-
mart. Humour's Muse; poking fun at our foibles as human beings and
the absurdity of life. Attention Walmart Shoppers and the
classic "The Day My Television Broke" is a riot! Thanks for making me
laugh Richard. You remind me of my Baby Boomer/Walter Mitty moments.
Jane Jones--- In ticket2write@yahoogroups.com, "Richard J. Bates"
>
> You bring out a good point! To make sure no one gets the wrong
picture
> the details need to be leading in the right direction. I was
alluding
> to the general woes of customer assembly with an example - not
meaning
> to focus on anything outside of my own ineptitude and the ease with
> which I wander into a mindset of discouragement; The clutter being
the
> visual evidence of the malady. I was trying not to be generic-
using
> the example of Walmart because I understand that specifics bolster
the
> impact and credibility of an article. I would say especially where
> humor is attempted.
> The impetus came from a kitchen cabinet I tried to assemble twenty
> five years ago. I don't even know whether we had Walmart here in
> Canada back then. Am I being deceitful or ... I think I have my
> artistic license around here someplace. Oh well- I'll have to look
for
> it later 'gotta go to work now.
> -Richard
>
> --- In ticket2write@yahoogroups.com, "jannneee2121"
> wrote:
> >
> > Richard...Hey, wait a minute...something just dawned on me...how
many
> > times does the consumer have to assemble t.v. sets from
walmart??? If
> > it is those new plasma tv's I wouldn't know...are they really
that
> > difficult to assemble? Really Richard! But then again it is
extremely
> > difficult to read Chinese writing converted to English.
> > I thought tv were just stashed in boxes, open it up and plug in.
It
> > cant be as complicated as the computer set up. When will I too go
> > wireless! Dont tell me you have to be a techy geeky type to do
this
> > too! Nooooooo!
> > Tell me it ain't so...Richard are you pulling the wool over our
> > collective eyes or is there real difficulty in the appliance
section
> > of Walmart? Consumers unite! lol, ps I dont like Walmart's high
> > prices lately, but with the gas going up to breakneck levels, I
dont
> > think they would covertly torture us with ill-designed
instruction
> > manuals as well? First the melamine, then the staph tomatoes now
poor
> > instructions...geesh what next? ps I love Walmart, it is really
all
> > stores today! Just need to buy American/Canadian folks to win
back
> > the export/import war. Jane Jones--- In
> > ticket2write@yahoogroups.com, "wings081"
> > >
> > > Hi Richard
> > > Great to see you back in form.
> > > Just a couple suggestions you may like to toss around, or toss
away.
> > >
> > > Assembling the furniture item from Walmart:
> > > I have always found it is best to follow the instructions to
the
> > > letter and not try to jump ahead.The same could be said of
life.We
> > > should learn from the mistakes of others and not consider
ourselve
> > > infallible.
> > >
> > > Further on you mention "My old paint supplies stash"
> > > There comes a time when the wall gets damaged,perhaps by a
child's
> > > scribbling.This is where those old tins of paint come in handy
for
> > a
> > > perfect match.
> > > People get damaged also and it is then we can gain solace from
> > those
> > > around us,who may have grown past their sell by date
> > > but are part and parcel of our past and can be relied upon as
a
> > > butress to offer support when we are our lowest ebb.
> > >
> > > As always
> > >
> > > Wings
> > >
> > > --- In ticket2write@yahoogroups.com, "Richard J. Bates"
> > >
> > > >
> > > > I appreciate the fact that it's not ready for market the way
it
> > is.
> > > > It's too flabby and I need to streamline, chop and channel
> > it...but
> > > > can you tell me what kind of statistics or facts would be
> > suitable
> > > to
> > > > beef up. I wouldn't know what venue it would need either.
> > > >
> > > >
> > > >
> > > >
> > > >
> > > > --- In ticket2write@yahoogroups.com, "Richard J. Bates"
> >
> > > > wrote:
> > > > >
> > > > > You have that sizable box in front of you. Not your TV, the
> > thing
> > > you
> > > > > got from Walmart.
> > > > > At the moment you're trying to assess whether you're
capable of
> > > the of
> > > > > assembling it simply by scanning the parts in your minds
eye and
> > > > > trusting some innate wisdom or ... or of acquiescing to the
> > > > > encroachment of following a complete stranger's written
> > > instructions.
> > > > > It's a tough call for most men. Women seem to be free of
such
> > > > > stressfulness.
> > > > > You decide to go the responsible adult route and first
check to
> > > verify
> > > > > that all the parts needed are actually there, before you
begin.
> > A
> > > > > niggling irregularity arises. You see the potential for
> > > frustration
> > > > > but concede that it's too early to react. There seems to be
a
> > > piece
> > > > > which isn't illustrated on the dummy sheet. One, two,
three,
> > > four ...
> > > > > Good! You can count. Now! Why do they have to print these
> > things
> > > with
> > > > > microscopically thin lines? (There's a mental tooling up
for the
> > > > > anticipated tirade if things don't work out at the end of
> > this.)
> > > You
> > > > > find yourself analyzing the phrase ... "jumping the gun",
and
> > > wonder
> > > > > where someone could find a thread of logic in putting that
one
> > in
> > > > > circulation. Gun runners sure, but who ever heard of gun
> > jumpers.
> > > > > You try to push aside the images of carefree jocular
factory
> > > workers
> > > > > who'd rather be out tooling around town in their financed
to
> > the
> > > hilt
> > > > > [and that's just the insurance coverage] Ford Focus than
packing
> > > > > plastic wrapped bits into cardboard boxes. You sense you're
over
> > > > > reacting and decide to let the task at hand be your only
focus.
> > > This
> > > > > is best.
> > > > >
> > > > > In the quietness of a media-less room; one such as mine,
[if
> > your
> > > > > television set is nonfunctional],
> > > > > there comes a tendency for thoughts, to meander like tiny
rivers
> > > > > seeking their source.
> > > > > Everything in life is on a mission to sequester our
indulgence.
> > > This
> > > > > is one of those summary conclusions which can be reached -
not
> > by
> > > cell
> > > > > phone, snail mail or any one of a number of e-mail
addresses.
> > > > > `Throwing things out is like weeding a garden maybe. If
you're
> > > like me
> > > > > your fingers race for the mute button. It's not unlike a
game
> > of
> > > dodge
> > > > > ball, but without the physical benefits. "YOU CAN SAVE
> > > THOOOUUUSANDS
> > > > > OF DOLLARS IF YOU ..." [Click!]
> > > > > I smirk and tell the box that I can do that right from
where I'm
> > > > > sitting on this couch. Don't spend! and you'll save,
`Simple.
> > > > > Here's one says the cynic ... Which came first, the dream
or the
> > > > > opportunist who exploits it? The mediating thought, since
no
> > one
> > > is
> > > > > autonomous ... we are ALL here to give and to take a little
in
> > > life.
> > > > > It's like breathing. Mankind must dream and others can
benefit
> > as
> > > a
> > > > > consequence.
> > > > > No matter what it costs, it's free enterprise. `Gotta dream.
> > > > >
> > > > > Common sense comes into play when we're marinading our
dreams
> > > > > overnight in a soup concocted of personal expectations and
> > > projected
> > > > > likelihoods.
> > > > > My friend up north is a mechanic. He owns forty acres of
land, a
> > > > > sizeable portion of which is populated by the carcasses of
lost
> > > and
> > > > > forgotten automobiles. He's a man with a few dreams.
> > > > > Where you and I might see a twisted half rust eaten, weed
> > choked,
> > > > > unsightly space-stealing pile of junk, he envisions a home
for
> > > many a
> > > > > shiny, lovingly restored classic.
> > > > > The odd time a greying individual with an understanding of
such
> > > dreams
> > > > > will drive by on Kirkfield road and stop at the end of this
> > man's
> > > > > driveway to get a better look at the thirty four year old
> > darlin
> > > he's
> > > > > parked out there.
> > > > >
> > > > > I think our problem as we get older is that we tend to
forget to
> > > > > glance over at our dreams and see how they're doin these
days.
> > > There's
> > > > > an irrepressible beauty in the image of an old couple who
still
> > > have
> > > > > the spark of life in their marriage, seeing each other
as...
> > just
> > > as
> > > > > handsome or pretty as the day they tied the knot. Something
> > rare
> > > but
> > > > > life affirming when that happens.
> > > > >
> > > > > But what can be said of our relationship with THINGS? Our
> > dreams
> > > never
> > > > > appear to be getting any older but we carry them around in
our
> > > back
> > > > > pockets, stuffing more of the same into them perhaps to the
> > point
> > > > > where it's hard to sit down and be comfortable on that side
of
> > > our body.
> > > > > Dreams! Even without a mirror, on inspection offer a
reality -
> > > they
> > > > > don't look so good these days. 'Can be painful but
sometimes
> > > necessary.
> > > > > Why should we still be obedient to the attraction of them?
> > > > > Our tendency to cling to the belief that ... someday I'm
> > > gonna ... and
> > > > > I'll need these things to do thus and so ...is misplaced
> > > allegiance.
> > > > > I have made the landmark decision today to divorce myself
from
> > my
> > > old
> > > > > dreams and expectations.
> > > > > Yes! I will toss those potential research magazines, all
twelve
> > > boxes
> > > > > of them. They won't get scanned into my computer ; they
didn't
> > > > > yesterday and they won't serve my writing ambitions today.
> > > > > My old paint supplies stash? Paint your wagon if you wish
but I
> > > want
> > > > > my space back.
> > > > > I hope they never find a cure for excessive dreaming just
in
> > case
> > > > > someone is looking for it but my own advice "to self" is
that I
> > > should
> > > > > dream responsibly. I don't want to go crashing into the
> > landscape
> > > of
> > > > > reality, ignoring the collateral damage incurred ... but by
the
> > > same
> > > > > token I want to recognize that it's awfully difficult to
steer a
> > > > > parked car. This kind of action should only be undertaken by
> > > > > rambunctious seven year olds waiting for their mothers to
finish
> > > > > loading groceries.
> > > > > In the war on disorder and personal chaos, this is a
strategic
> > > > > beachhead and every foot must be constantly on the advance.
The
> > > old
> > > > > clique, " a place for everything, and everything in it's
place
> > > needs"
> > > > > to be dusted of and retrofitted into the fabric of my being.
> > > > > Having the knowledge that I'm fearfully and wonderfully
made I
> > > offer
> > > > > up a prayer to you Lord ...Please give me and unobstructed
view.
> > > > >
> > > > > `Humph ...'still got a pile of papers on that column
speaker ...
> > > > > blocks that window a little.
> > > > >
> > > >
> > >
> >
>
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Re: The Day My Television Broke
I appreciate the fact that it's not ready for market the way it is. It's too flabby and I need to streamline, chop and channel it...but can you tell me what... Richard J. Bates
icyimeir
Jun My highschool drama teacher once told me (I believe he was from the
states; Mr. John Krisak) there is much drama in silence. Go slowly,
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If the truth be told
and we were so bold to listen
we would wake up
and smell the coffee
and go back to bed
Jane Jones June 2008
Re: A Clerihew
Love it! Here's another one!
Hilary went up the hill
to catch a bill with water(gate)
that was always wavering(in the senate)
the bill fell down(medicare?)
and lost his trousers! (monica)
poor hil has too much history (and mostly his!)
Jane Jones
--- In ticket2write@yahoogroups.com, "emleedickinson"
>
> Barak Obama
> And his hot mama,
> Leave Hilary behind
> On their ascendent climb.
>
> --Emlee
>
A mirror on the soul, a reflected image of the poet's face show the
truth. The eyes being a window of the soul, the reflected image of
the "absoluteness" of our lives. Well written piece, a throughly
enjoyable read!Jane Jones--- In
ticket2write@yahoogroups.com, "rede2rollbaby"
wrote:
>
>
> "Reflection"
>
>
>
> I ponder languid water's surface,
>
> see spreading circles, left by rain.
>
> Watch them grow, then interlace,
>
> to meld, to a stillness, once again.
>
>
>
> I watch…mesmerized, perchance,
>
> as transient circles show my face.
>
> Those shimmering rings entrance,
>
> the waters, all life's truths retrace…
>
>
>
> ©. Copyright: Bernard de Silva…
>
> 6/10/08.
>
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