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I know where womb became breath of air and I was born in a hospital there, place was north of flat, with wind erosion, Growing up was not easy I know with glasses I was an easy target, until I had single eye surgery, muscle band sutured, wore a patch for my pirate eye, no sword in a hand, I know what tetanus is and why I had to get a shot, Rusty nail through and through a sneaker, hurt a lot, I know first love and know too well rejection, spread like an infection through my life at that time, unless I biked, then the only ones faster than me were cars and planes and trains and birds, some dogs, other bigger kids on bikes, this I know. I know this is about to get repetitive. I know how important a good goalie is in two sports. I know what bullying was and bullying is, I know that negative self talk is a disease, still looking for the cure. I know I was once good, no GREAT at the Pursuit of Trivial things. I know I have a short term photographic memory, what did I just say? I know there is a difference between jokes and humour, I know some-one who has cancer and tumours, I know what it is to watch my child-ren be born, and admit there is beauty in my part of creation. I know many things. I know what fitness is and what it isn't.  I know friends who have had eating disorders, and how it becomes their personality. I know what it is to be an adult child when parents divorce, I know what alcoholics behave like to live to drink another day and another and... I know I graduated high school, I know how to drive different vehicles, I know how to operate from a motorcycle to heavy machinery I know Cadets and I know Canadian Reserves. I know what it is like to receive a dear Darrell letter, when many miles are between, and young love, ends. I know safety rules with weapons, I know how to properly salute, I know I once knew how to build bridges in the company of many men, we will call them Field Engineers, UBIQUE, and a unique lot they were, I knew I was a jack of all trades there and master of none, save one, I was a soldier first and an engineer second, now are we ready for the explosives... I know how to coach volleyball I know marriage, I know that relationships are really all us humans have of value, of value, I know how to rant a poem, I know communication and the frustration of speaking in the wrong tone, I know to look for awe, I know that my house is cluttered, I know my dog is old, and though she is not spent yet, that day will come sooner, and tears, those ******* tears will flow, it is just a **** dog, don't you know? I know love.   I know respect is earned. I know when a black cloud moves in and hangs around the head and heart of the one you love, it breaks the little bones in your ears, it pulls hairs from your nose, it gives you aches and pains and drains the living energy despite how much you pray it away or pray to be strong, or pray to accept it, or pray for her every waking hour, and too even if you just go along for the roller coaster ride of your lives. I know Christ Jesus and Him Crucified, not by anything I have done but by the love of God for me. Now you know what I know and what I am willing to share, there is much more, for each of us, didn't you know?
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Apr 20, 2015
Apr 20, 2015 at 9:39 PM UTC
Getting to Know (epic Ode)
I know where womb became breath of air and I was born in a hospital there, place was north of flat, with wind erosion, Growing up was not easy I know with glasses I was an easy target, until I had single eye surgery, muscle band sutured, wore a patch for my pirate eye, no sword in a hand, I know what tetanus is and why I had to get a shot, Rusty nail through and through a sneaker, hurt a lot, I know first love and know too well rejection, spread like an infection through my life at that time, unless I biked, then the only ones faster than me were cars and planes and trains and birds, some dogs, other bigger kids on bikes, this I know. I know this is about to get repetitive. I know how important a good goalie is in two sports. I know what bullying was and bullying is, I know that negative self talk is a disease, still looking for the cure. I know I was once good, no GREAT at the Pursuit of Trivial things. I know I have a short term photographic memory, what did I just say? I know there is a difference between jokes and humour, I know some-one who has cancer and tumours, I know what it is to watch my child-ren be born, and admit there is beauty in my part of creation. I know many things. I know what fitness is and what it isn't.  I know friends who have had eating disorders, and how it becomes their personality. I know what it is to be an adult child when parents divorce, I know what alcoholics behave like to live to drink another day and another and... I know I graduated high school, I know how to drive different vehicles, I know how to operate from a motorcycle to heavy machinery I know Cadets and I know Canadian Reserves. I know what it is like to receive a dear Darrell letter, when many miles are between, and young love, ends. I know safety rules with weapons, I know how to properly salute, I know I once knew how to build bridges in the company of many men, we will call them Field Engineers, UBIQUE, and a unique lot they were, I knew I was a jack of all trades there and master of none, save one, I was a soldier first and an engineer second, now are we ready for the explosives... I know how to coach volleyball I know marriage, I know that relationships are really all us humans have of value, of value, I know how to rant a poem, I know communication and the frustration of speaking in the wrong tone, I know to look for awe, I know that my house is cluttered, I know my dog is old, and though she is not spent yet, that day will come sooner, and tears, those ******* tears will flow, it is just a **** dog, don't you know? I know love.   I know respect is earned. I know when a black cloud moves in and hangs around the head and heart of the one you love, it breaks the little bones in your ears, it pulls hairs from your nose, it gives you aches and pains and drains the living energy despite how much you pray it away or pray to be strong, or pray to accept it, or pray for her every waking hour, and too even if you just go along for the roller coaster ride of your lives. I know Christ Jesus and Him Crucified, not by anything I have done but by the love of God for me. Now you know what I know and what I am willing to share, there is much more, for each of us, didn't you know?
Not very poetic, sorry about the repetition, I know I may not have done this write, quite right.To my credit I could edit this the rest of my life long.
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darrell-wade-elverum
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Apr 20, 2015
Apr 20, 2015 at 9:39 PM UTC
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