Just got a call from an old friend that lives right in town at the bottom of Main in PC, near Butcher's Chop House.  Roomie really (lived there about 1yr & 1/2).

"Speak"....

"****** Antoine....can't believe you picked up....I knew you weren't dead."

"Joel my man! how's it?
How's Crash, Gela, them slippery South Cackalacky squidbillies...
Doug?  Everyone still there?"

"Yeah...time warp. ..Good bro...what's up with you...are you coming up this winter to tear your knee up again?  Hope so that way you're stuck in the kitchen cooking all day!"

"Hahaha hey Joel....remember where we were about this time 10 years ago?"

"Yeah...we were heading home slowly from the first 'annual' Jackson Hole Music Festival....cuz you're *** wanted to fish the Green and every hole in the Uintas.  Been fishing lately?"

"Not much lately for fish my brother...more for smiles."

"Imposter! You ain't Antoine!.... wait..... WHAT the HELL'S got into you?"

"Awe nothing just caught two bugs....love and nostalgia"

"Classic ****... unclassic Antoine....come up in December and tell me about it"

Colby and I are already planning to!

Life deals hard blows...I know how tough losing a parent can be...I lost my little brother two months before my dad.  He rode it till the wheels fell off and grabbed the old man's hand.  I don't wish that on anyone....especially a soul so old in a body so young.  I pray that your sister makes a full recovery and that this trial in your life will serve to strengthen your family bonds even if that member has not the same blood or surname...friends can be family...talk to them...don't be like me and have them leave this realm without letting them know you love them often. That if you needed to and hadn't asked for or given forgiveness that you live with that regret.  I'm here for you.

I've been kidnapped, stabbed 10 times with an icepick, Glocks to head, outrun guerillas in Tolima Colombia, left for dead in the Desert of the Lions outside of Mexico City.  I have flown in a chopper over Bogota with the antinarcóticos police.....hanging outside from one hand while shooting video of my dad.  I've seen life and death ...I choose life but never let em see you sweat...you can cry, scream kick fight or die...just don't let em see you sweat.

You know you're a lion right....and a tiger...one of the earth.
To justice, kindness and love
My ligress gives birth.

I am the iron dog fabled for the ferocity of his loyalty but who needs and craves the warmth and compassion of the gentle beast.

I am also a scorpion....what sign are you?

You're two goddesses rolled into one...one born of the foam of the sea, the other, the moon ....... And protector of children, animals... me.

The Cars, Jethro Tull, ELO, Stones, Sabbath, Blondie.....yeah you might of heard of them but I had these artists on 8-track.

8 years old sitting in the boat of a brown and green station wagon.... Saudade

Tengo unos amigos panameños que me dicen el Triple Hijueputa....o de cariño, Triple

He was also a peach and a dandy but he weren't no daisy....no sir he weren't no daisy 't all

Yes it is true I am the Reaper...but I don't seek your soul, I harvest your smile. Don't want your spirit but I do love your style.
Won't want your sins, I prefer a win-win.
Don't crave your blood,
Cleaning up's such a dud.
I just need the laughter, the butterflies in your chest, the look in your eyes that's sighs..."you're the best".

I prefer to slap with a hug....but if you don't want one
scurry off like a cockroach, a bug.

I won't pay your toll
My little green friend
The bridge is for all
Travelers to cross
not yours to defend.

I'll walk where I please
and if I step on the grass
Don't call me an ***
Lighten up don't be so crass.

Take care that your children
don't take to your ways for lonely you'll be in the end of days.

You can't bring me down from my cloud....maybe grab my hand and drop the negativity shroud.

My only sunshine you make me happy when skies are grey!




Don't know who to credit this to other than the French's Mustard Commercial

Because I've never even seen you and I'm already head over heels.  In less than a month you've made me the happiest and luckiest guy in the whole universe and the two dimensions next door.....with your words, your ears, your mind, your kindness, your truth, your pain.......my crimson twin flame.

Dialogo entre dos "duros" de Colombia......

Oiga Manolo, ud. sí que tiene huevo papá...

Pues  si hermano...pa qué echo cuentos....plata o plomo? Así de fácil.

They're killing each
other outside in
a bullet barrage
as I write this
from my varrio garage...
Stupid turf wars
'tween rival gangs
Shoot em up bang
bang bang....bang,
bang, bang....

Here come the jura
looking for rats...
alleys are full
of stray tomcats
The ghetto bird hoovers
Infrared light....
here come the pigs
looking for a fight....

This is what I
witness every
Single night

NEW YAWK

My constellation's
getting brighter,
risen from the ashes,
a phoenix
that's found
it's twin flame.

According to the Chinese...."truly a match made in heaven."

Al mal que no tiene cura
Hazle la cara dura

El que come huevo sin sal
Come mierda sin pensar.

You've never been crushed before....cliche but that's what I plan to do.

I just walked across the street to get some sushi for myself and my dad.  He passed two years ago...sometimes I get real sad.
But when I made his place at the table...he said thank you son but I no longer hunger...I have everything I need...but you still have a body...go ahead and eat.

My sister has seen me on top of the world and at the fathoms of a bottomless pit.  There she gave me the moniker...St. Anger.  
I've wasted so much life and blackened my soul so badly with hate and anger that it now longs to balance those years of self hate and worldly fate with truth and love.

I spoke with her today....she came to kiss my mom....she looked into my eyes and started to cry....tears of joy for she saw in me a brand new spark of life, the passing of all life's strife rife with distrust, no love just lust...hate of me hate of all....an angel caught up in the fall.  

Two words she said and that was all.....St. Love.

Creation
Imagination
Saturation
Frustration
Indignation
Sublimati­on
Revelation
Trepidation
Elevation
Elation
Divination

My heart is flying faster than a jet fighter...Mach5.
My soul rejoices because yours is so alive.
Since you've arrived...
Immortal!!! you by my side.
So high I could just die.
My being tells me it's right....
To see just look into my eyes.
I've landed in paradise.

You said cyberlove sounded a lil pathtic....I agreed. In retrospect, I see a beautiful modern day romance akin to those of the days of the pony Express where young lovers penned love letters for years before seeing each other....I'll wait for you forever.

And you belong to me too
You make my life complete
You make me feel so sweet.

©Lenny Kravitz

Bajaría la luna, las estrellas y el sol ......ahogarlos en el mar. Para ojalá a tu lado siempre estar.

¿Cómo lo hacemos?
¿En la cama?
O en el suelo....
Juntando pelo a pelo
Y el empelotado
siempre en medio...
El Sueño

On my face
quickened pace
The West Wind
Blows me all
over the place.
It lifts me high
into the air,
A temple a chalice
Nothing Compares

I guess I'm doing something right.... poetry has illuminated me and now others seek my light.  Friends with problems, exes getting divorced, I've been inundated with pleas for help, insight.  With pleasure my friends I'm here for you...I guess my cup of joy overfilled spillith over to make another's life brighter...because I have found my way, my love, a destiny I no longer fight.

Food is good...

For the body ...
Eat fish and vegetables.

For the heart & mind....
Consume poetry, art
and music.

For the soul...
Harvest from the trees
God's given you and
Share with the world

Wired
Weird
Wider

You'd be like heaven to touch...I want to hold you so much....


Too good to be true
© Frankie Valli / Four Seasons

All night

..      ..   .. . . Me..~~.
             the               )
    board  
   water
gravity
4:00 am
peel on the
suit...just the
******* are out
and the sharks to boot.
Paddle out in between sets ...it's a bit chilly, ain't ready yet............

gotta warm up, so I **** in the suit...

Here we go ready for flight..
Let the first roller cruise
right on by,.....the next one's breaking perfectly..10 feet high.

Tip the board on 180 and cup my hands....one two three strokes.... all the way to the sand....
cuz that's how we roll,
the dawn patrol band.

I love the way the Brits speak
Love the way my curiosity she peaks.
I love people of all shapes, colors and sizes...tall short black white brown thin fat...  Their inside is what I look at.
I love that you wage the same war I do.....sometimes life is black other times blue.
I love that you want to learn how to fish....but I promise I'll always cook your favorite dish.
I love that you love Tiramisu.....it means the same thing I want to mean to you.
I love that you're willing to take your heels off so we can dance....there's no need to my love I'm stuck in this trance.
I love that you're you and never ever want your journey to be black or blue.
I love YOU!

**** those Beatles wrote some killer sick love songs....have a listen.  Cloud nine baby!

My mind has evolved ever since I read your words.

If today I pass...everyone at my funeral will see that I was hysterically happy when I died....at last

All my peeps already know you and I've never even touched your skin.

I guess He does have a plan.  And here I thought I was God.... well bring it on God...I'm ready to give myself to you.

Don't ever give it back...I don't want it...it's yours

I'm lost in the sea of your navy grey eyes.... sublime....I could float in them til the end of time.

Sueño con aquel maritimo azul-gris del pacifico océano de tus ojos.  Andando en vela y con velas, perdido en lo placentero de esos dos espejos de tu alma...los que yo hasta el fin del mundo escojo.