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  Sep 2014 bones
martin
Gather his things, don't mention his name
I'm afraid he's gone for a burton
Someone saw him go down in flames
He's not coming back that's for certain

There is no time for grieving now
We'll shut him out of our minds
Keep him in our memory though
In the hope of better times

Tomorrow a lad will take his place
Newly trained, freshly faced

We'll tell him everything's fine
In the desperate days of the Battle of Britain the RAF was fighting to maintain air superiority over the Luftwaffe. The comrades of missing airmen borrowed the phrase  "gone for a burton", which was the slogan to an advert for Burton's beer which featured a picture of an empty chair.  The phrase entered the language, and it was relatively recently that I discovered its derivation. Sadly it now seems to be slipping out of use.
  Sep 2014 bones
Shaded Lamp
Without direction
Just here to live, love
and cause as little harm as possible on the way
I repair my torn clothes
Wear shoes till they leak
and treat my mind and body the same
Mother earth inspires
Humanity fascinates
Society irritates
Guess that's why I dig the blues
My Story for Mr. Cole
  Sep 2014 bones
r
short legs
patched jeans
kicking leaves
piled to my knees

remembering color
living in sea salt pines
leaves little to imagine
of autumn rhymes

sweetgum sourwood birch
sycamore and dogwood
apple leaves beneath the plum tree
ash hickory maple and oak
mountains afire in Tennessee

eyes closed
smell of smoke-
kicking leaves
to the wind.

r ~ 9/16/14
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  Sep 2014 bones
Megan Grace
i apparently  love
peoplewithissues
do you  have any
baggage  oh  god
please come here
tomesoi can hold
all of it  f o r  you
andprobablykeep
it   even    a f t e r
you're    g   o  n  e
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