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Many people write a "bucket list" of things they want to do before they die.  Now in my 80th year, I don't have the time or the energy to do things that others might aim for, but I have during my life visited many places, seen many things, and enjoyed many experiences that I would have been sorry to miss. There have also been some events that I would have preferred not to experience, but which have enriched my life in different ways, and which I remember with a kind of sad affection.   Some of these are very personal to me, and would not be interesting to most people, but read the note if you wonder why I chose them. Here then is what I might call                                                   My Reverse Bucket List Towns and cities – architecture & atmosphere    Barcelona, Spain    Venice, Italy    Oxford, England    Jerusalem, Israel    Luxor, Egypt    Varanasi, India    Hiroshima, Japan Pompeii, Italy Other locations    Galápagos islands, Ecuador    Great Barrier Reef, Australia    North Woolwich, London Churches    St Paul's Cathedral, London    Sagrada Familia, Barcelona    Coventry Cathedral    Córdoba Cathedral, Spain    Blue Mosque, Istanbul Other structures    Taj Mahal, Agra    Auschwitz concentration camp, Poland    Royal Festival Hall, London    London underground system (because it was the first, and I rode it for a long time).  Also the more splendid underground railways of Mexico City and Moscow.    Avebury Ring, Wiltshire, England (the largest prehistoric stone circle in the world, and much more primitive than Stonehenge)    Bayeux Tapestry     "Angel of the North" statue, Gateshead, England    "Christ the Redeemer" statue, Rio, Brazil Events    Messiah at Royal Festival Hall, Feb 1959, with the girl later to be my wife    St John's night, Spain, early 1990s (?)    Death and funeral of Diana, Princess of Wales, Aug 1997    Oberammergau passion play, 2010    Destruction of World Trade Centre, Sept 2001
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Sep 17, 2018
Sep 17, 2018 at 9:16 AM UTC
Bucket List? -- Not Me!
Many people write a "bucket list" of things they want to do before they die.  Now in my 80th year, I don't have the time or the energy to do things that others might aim for, but I have during my life visited many places, seen many things, and enjoyed many experiences that I would have been sorry to miss. There have also been some events that I would have preferred not to experience, but which have enriched my life in different ways, and which I remember with a kind of sad affection.   Some of these are very personal to me, and would not be interesting to most people, but read the note if you wonder why I chose them. Here then is what I might call                                                   My Reverse Bucket List Towns and cities – architecture & atmosphere    Barcelona, Spain    Venice, Italy    Oxford, England    Jerusalem, Israel    Luxor, Egypt    Varanasi, India    Hiroshima, Japan Pompeii, Italy Other locations    Galápagos islands, Ecuador    Great Barrier Reef, Australia    North Woolwich, London Churches    St Paul's Cathedral, London    Sagrada Familia, Barcelona    Coventry Cathedral    Córdoba Cathedral, Spain    Blue Mosque, Istanbul Other structures    Taj Mahal, Agra    Auschwitz concentration camp, Poland    Royal Festival Hall, London    London underground system (because it was the first, and I rode it for a long time).  Also the more splendid underground railways of Mexico City and Moscow.    Avebury Ring, Wiltshire, England (the largest prehistoric stone circle in the world, and much more primitive than Stonehenge)    Bayeux Tapestry     "Angel of the North" statue, Gateshead, England    "Christ the Redeemer" statue, Rio, Brazil Events    Messiah at Royal Festival Hall, Feb 1959, with the girl later to be my wife    St John's night, Spain, early 1990s (?)    Death and funeral of Diana, Princess of Wales, Aug 1997    Oberammergau passion play, 2010    Destruction of World Trade Centre, Sept 2001
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Lady, your room is lousy with flowers. When you kick me out, that's what I'll remember, Me, sitting here bored as a loepard In your jungle of wine-bottle lamps, Velvet pillows the color of blood pudding And the white china flying fish from Italy. I forget you, hearing the cut flowers Sipping their liquids from assorted pots, Pitchers and Coronation goblets Like Monday drunkards. The milky berries Bow down, a local constellation, Toward their admirers in the tabletop: Mobs of eyeballs looking up. Are those petals of leaves you've paried with them --- Those green-striped ovals of silver tissue? The red geraniums I know. Friends, friends. They stink of armpits And the invovled maladies of autumn, Musky as a lovebed the morning after. My nostrils prickle with nostalgia. Henna hags:cloth of your cloth. They tow old water thick as fog. The roses in the Toby jug Gave up the ghost last night. High time. Their yellow corsets were ready to split. You snored, and I heard the petals unlatch, Tapping and ticking like nervous fingers. You should have junked them before they died. Daybreak discovered the bureau lid Littered with Chinese hands. Now I'm stared at By chrysanthemums the size Of Holofernes' head, dipped in the same Magenta as this fubsy sofa. In the mirror their doubles back them up. Listen: your tenant mice Are rattling the ******* packets. Fine flour Muffles their bird feet: they whistle for joy. And you doze on, nose to the wall. This mizzle fits me like a sad jacket. How did we make it up to your attic? You handed me gin in a glass bud vase. We slept like stones. Lady, what am I doing With a lung full of dust and a tongue of wood, Knee-deep in the cold swamped by flowers?
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Leaving Early
Lady, your room is lousy with flowers. When you kick me out, that's what I'll remember, Me, sitting here bored as a loepard In your jungle of wine-bottle lamps, Velvet pillows the color of blood pudding And the white china flying fish from Italy. I forget you, hearing the cut flowers Sipping their liquids from assorted pots, Pitchers and Coronation goblets Like Monday drunkards. The milky berries Bow down, a local constellation, Toward their admirers in the tabletop: Mobs of eyeballs looking up. Are those petals of leaves you've paried with them --- Those green-striped ovals of silver tissue? The red geraniums I know. Friends, friends. They stink of armpits And the invovled maladies of autumn, Musky as a lovebed the morning after. My nostrils prickle with nostalgia. Henna hags:cloth of your cloth. They tow old water thick as fog. The roses in the Toby jug Gave up the ghost last night. High time. Their yellow corsets were ready to split. You snored, and I heard the petals unlatch, Tapping and ticking like nervous fingers. You should have junked them before they died. Daybreak discovered the bureau lid Littered with Chinese hands. Now I'm stared at By chrysanthemums the size Of Holofernes' head, dipped in the same Magenta as this fubsy sofa. In the mirror their doubles back them up. Listen: your tenant mice Are rattling the ******* packets. Fine flour Muffles their bird feet: they whistle for joy. And you doze on, nose to the wall. This mizzle fits me like a sad jacket. How did we make it up to your attic? You handed me gin in a glass bud vase. We slept like stones. Lady, what am I doing With a lung full of dust and a tongue of wood, Knee-deep in the cold swamped by flowers?
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May we live in and see interesting times, the old saying goes another offers that when the mind is blind, the eyes cannot see for me my days are interesting and the laughter readily and often comes for the grapes of wrath brings forth mirth filled grapes on grapevine tendrils As lemmings and sheep enact bellyaching absurdities, as the ridiculous does Veracity on sojourn and falsehood in residence with doors firmly closed Hamlet re-enacts hapless role, with Red Robin Hood and vigilantes to a tee eager audiences, participatory scenes in towns and cities, leaving empty homes come all and vent your spleen and satiate your prejudices without paying a fee This land belongs to us, it is our birthright and we will send Hamlet to the catacombs Nothing is private anymore, rights and freedom nailed, anywhere we roam Ophelia not only went to Italy, she went to Hull, Turnpike Lane and even Essex but a joke here, if all these were good, why did she come to me, you simple gnomes perchance unlike you common goons,  she knows distinction has no comparison to thee Your vacuous hate filled mind cannot see that difference in a Prince, that regally looms Act two, dim, fooled actors in their Beggars Opera, screaming, 'we oppose' with glee so called republicans, laughable in their ardent favor, ignorant of their lobotomy botches we will do Hamlet's head in, totally unaware theirs been done in, for the brains of fleas in a civilisation, our conscious and stable populace, roots for vigilante and mob rule, yeah for a man of distinction is a threat reminding you of your insignificance and lack of tomes Come friends, lets see how the home of Democracy, hounds a citizen for us all and we lets know that Robin Hood is alive and taxing, and 'Windrush' is still active in dispatches indigenous people power, meets criminal gang stalking, meets racism and we all drink tea and in true cowardly fashion, its all done by insidious, indictable, nefarious, malcontents and psychopathic crazies It is our proud duty that we should all ruin Hamlet, for mediocrity has no distinction for aspiration et excellence Copyright LaurenceA. JUNE 2018.All rights reserved.
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Jul 25, 2018
Jul 25, 2018 at 8:00 PM UTC
Mediocrity knows no Distinction.....
May we live in and see interesting times, the old saying goes another offers that when the mind is blind, the eyes cannot see for me my days are interesting and the laughter readily and often comes for the grapes of wrath brings forth mirth filled grapes on grapevine tendrils As lemmings and sheep enact bellyaching absurdities, as the ridiculous does Veracity on sojourn and falsehood in residence with doors firmly closed Hamlet re-enacts hapless role, with Red Robin Hood and vigilantes to a tee eager audiences, participatory scenes in towns and cities, leaving empty homes come all and vent your spleen and satiate your prejudices without paying a fee This land belongs to us, it is our birthright and we will send Hamlet to the catacombs Nothing is private anymore, rights and freedom nailed, anywhere we roam Ophelia not only went to Italy, she went to Hull, Turnpike Lane and even Essex but a joke here, if all these were good, why did she come to me, you simple gnomes perchance unlike you common goons,  she knows distinction has no comparison to thee Your vacuous hate filled mind cannot see that difference in a Prince, that regally looms Act two, dim, fooled actors in their Beggars Opera, screaming, 'we oppose' with glee so called republicans, laughable in their ardent favor, ignorant of their lobotomy botches we will do Hamlet's head in, totally unaware theirs been done in, for the brains of fleas in a civilisation, our conscious and stable populace, roots for vigilante and mob rule, yeah for a man of distinction is a threat reminding you of your insignificance and lack of tomes Come friends, lets see how the home of Democracy, hounds a citizen for us all and we lets know that Robin Hood is alive and taxing, and 'Windrush' is still active in dispatches indigenous people power, meets criminal gang stalking, meets racism and we all drink tea and in true cowardly fashion, its all done by insidious, indictable, nefarious, malcontents and psychopathic crazies It is our proud duty that we should all ruin Hamlet, for mediocrity has no distinction for aspiration et excellence Copyright LaurenceA. JUNE 2018.All rights reserved.
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Why is it, when I am in Rome, I'd give an eye to be at home, But when on native earth I be, My soul is sick for Italy? And why with you, my love, my lord, Am I spectacularly bored, Yet do you up and leave me--then I scream to have you back again?
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On Being A Woman
What is ..... with ...... All this ... " ATTITUDE " ... ?!?    It seems ... The ... " In Thing " ... to simply be ... " Rude " ... !?! ...      People in ... " The World " ... are now .... So Crude .... !!!!!!!    Girls now walk streets ... with arses ... in view ...      " Prostitution's " ... RIFE ...   But this ... " Isn't New " ... !!!!!!    So .... If you have ... " A Bad Attitude " ... !!! ... May I ask ... " What's wrong with you ? " ...    Do you feel ... " Misled " ... ??? Are you feeling ... " Upset " ... ???    Do you feel that your life ... ? is just a .... " Pretence " .... ?    Do you feel as if ... ? You'd be ... Better off ... DEAD ... !!!!!    Well ... if you do ... ? It's Not Just ... YOU ... !!!!!    But it's ... NOT COOL ... !!! to act the ... " Fool " ...   and live your life ... with .... ATTITUDE .... !!!!!    If life's ... " So Rough " ... and you wanna ... " Act Tough " ...      Get in ... THE RING ... !!!!! Try on ... some gloves ...   and if it ... " Suits " ... Make WAR ... NOT Love ... !!!    I riSE ... abOVE ... This ... " Attitude Stuff " ...      But ... " Many suggest " ... I'm ... " Billy Goat gruff " ...      This ain't ... " Call My Bluff " ... !!!!!    But I guess it's cos' ... ??? I'm NOT ... " White Enough " ...   to be .... " So Cool " .... and ... NOT ... Wear Cuffs ...      Presumption can make ... ??? People give ... ATTITUDE ... !!!    So ..... Don't just ... " Assume " ... cos this might be ... ? Your ... LAST MISTAKE ... !!!!    " Attitude " ... that arises ... because of ... " Assumption " ... can leave men with ... " Truncheon " ... Without their ... Heart Function ... !!!    cos' Attitude ... quelled ... will then reach ... COMBUSTION ... !!!!!    So ....    PLEASE ... Don't Assume ... when you enter ... " A Room " ...      Read this ... CLOSELY ... !!! cos' when you ... Assume ...    You just make an ... " *** " ... of ... Both You and Me ... !!! ...      Did you ...   Read it ... CLOSELY ... ???      Break that word into ... " Three " ...    *** ... " U " ... and then ... ME ...      Reminds me of a word ... Yes ... " That Word " ... His - story    Just look at ... News Stories ... and you ... Surely ... MUST SEE ... ?!?    Attitude's ... runnin" .... on streets ... TOO FREELY ... !!!!!      Even on terraces ... in Italy .... !?!    Inter ... or ... A.C.   which fans ... can it be ... ???    I'm told these fans ...   ... " Attitude " ... FRIGHTENS POLICE ..... !!!!!      So ..... When they're ... Supposed ... to use ... BRUTALITY ...      They'd rather not use it ... but ... bring it to ... " Me " ... ?!?    Kind of like people ... who do ... " Poetry " ...    From trying to act ... Like ... They Like ... what I read  ... !!! Until I write words ... That DISTURRRBBBB ... " Their Chi " ... !!!    Attitude ... ISN'T ME ... !!! Come on ... Don't You See ...    My name is ... " Big Virge " ... Friends call me ... " Big V " ...      But .... Unless i've told you ...    You'd better use ... VIRGIL ... !!!    Unless you are ready ... to fall at ... " That Hurdle " ...      This Isn't ... " The National " ... My Poetry's ... " Rational " ...      as are ... " My Thoughts " ... which ... CANNOT ... be bought ... !!!!!    So .... Ideas that you ... " Court " ... of ... Any such .... " Sort " ....      Take my advice .... it's time to ... ABORT ... !!!!! cos' ... Attitude's RIFE ... when my temper ... " Runs short " ... !!!!!    So .... maybe it's time .... ? to leave you ... " This Thought " ...  ???    Attitudes' ... Crude ... and is something for ... FOOLS ...   who think ... Being Rude ... is now ... The New ... " COOL " ... ?!?    Well ....   Check out ... This view ... !!!    You're NOT ... being cool ... !!! You're acting ... THE FOOL ... !!!    Now .... If you're a ... " Female " ... ?    PLEASE ... Refuse to use ...   This ... " Needless Abuse " ... !!!    But .... If you're a ... " Male " ... ?    Just be a ... " Cool Dude " ...   and just do ... " What's Right ... !!!    REMOVE ... !!!    ... " Attitude " ... !!!!!!
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Aug 1, 2014
Aug 1, 2014 at 4:59 PM UTC
" Attitude " ... A Poem written by Big Virge 14/4/2005
What is ..... with ...... All this ... " ATTITUDE " ... ?!?    It seems ... The ... " In Thing " ... to simply be ... " Rude " ... !?! ...      People in ... " The World " ... are now .... So Crude .... !!!!!!!    Girls now walk streets ... with arses ... in view ...      " Prostitution's " ... RIFE ...   But this ... " Isn't New " ... !!!!!!    So .... If you have ... " A Bad Attitude " ... !!! ... May I ask ... " What's wrong with you ? " ...    Do you feel ... " Misled " ... ??? Are you feeling ... " Upset " ... ???    Do you feel that your life ... ? is just a .... " Pretence " .... ?    Do you feel as if ... ? You'd be ... Better off ... DEAD ... !!!!!    Well ... if you do ... ? It's Not Just ... YOU ... !!!!!    But it's ... NOT COOL ... !!! to act the ... " Fool " ...   and live your life ... with .... ATTITUDE .... !!!!!    If life's ... " So Rough " ... and you wanna ... " Act Tough " ...      Get in ... THE RING ... !!!!! Try on ... some gloves ...   and if it ... " Suits " ... Make WAR ... NOT Love ... !!!    I riSE ... abOVE ... This ... " Attitude Stuff " ...      But ... " Many suggest " ... I'm ... " Billy Goat gruff " ...      This ain't ... " Call My Bluff " ... !!!!!    But I guess it's cos' ... ??? I'm NOT ... " White Enough " ...   to be .... " So Cool " .... and ... NOT ... Wear Cuffs ...      Presumption can make ... ??? People give ... ATTITUDE ... !!!    So ..... Don't just ... " Assume " ... cos this might be ... ? Your ... LAST MISTAKE ... !!!!    " Attitude " ... that arises ... because of ... " Assumption " ... can leave men with ... " Truncheon " ... Without their ... Heart Function ... !!!    cos' Attitude ... quelled ... will then reach ... COMBUSTION ... !!!!!    So ....    PLEASE ... Don't Assume ... when you enter ... " A Room " ...      Read this ... CLOSELY ... !!! cos' when you ... Assume ...    You just make an ... " *** " ... of ... Both You and Me ... !!! ...      Did you ...   Read it ... CLOSELY ... ???      Break that word into ... " Three " ...    *** ... " U " ... and then ... ME ...      Reminds me of a word ... Yes ... " That Word " ... His - story    Just look at ... News Stories ... and you ... Surely ... MUST SEE ... ?!?    Attitude's ... runnin" .... on streets ... TOO FREELY ... !!!!!      Even on terraces ... in Italy .... !?!    Inter ... or ... A.C.   which fans ... can it be ... ???    I'm told these fans ...   ... " Attitude " ... FRIGHTENS POLICE ..... !!!!!      So ..... When they're ... Supposed ... to use ... BRUTALITY ...      They'd rather not use it ... but ... bring it to ... " Me " ... ?!?    Kind of like people ... who do ... " Poetry " ...    From trying to act ... Like ... They Like ... what I read  ... !!! Until I write words ... That DISTURRRBBBB ... " Their Chi " ... !!!    Attitude ... ISN'T ME ... !!! Come on ... Don't You See ...    My name is ... " Big Virge " ... Friends call me ... " Big V " ...      But .... Unless i've told you ...    You'd better use ... VIRGIL ... !!!    Unless you are ready ... to fall at ... " That Hurdle " ...      This Isn't ... " The National " ... My Poetry's ... " Rational " ...      as are ... " My Thoughts " ... which ... CANNOT ... be bought ... !!!!!    So .... Ideas that you ... " Court " ... of ... Any such .... " Sort " ....      Take my advice .... it's time to ... ABORT ... !!!!! cos' ... Attitude's RIFE ... when my temper ... " Runs short " ... !!!!!    So .... maybe it's time .... ? to leave you ... " This Thought " ...  ???    Attitudes' ... Crude ... and is something for ... FOOLS ...   who think ... Being Rude ... is now ... The New ... " COOL " ... ?!?    Well ....   Check out ... This view ... !!!    You're NOT ... being cool ... !!! You're acting ... THE FOOL ... !!!    Now .... If you're a ... " Female " ... ?    PLEASE ... Refuse to use ...   This ... " Needless Abuse " ... !!!    But .... If you're a ... " Male " ... ?    Just be a ... " Cool Dude " ...   and just do ... " What's Right ... !!!    REMOVE ... !!!    ... " Attitude " ... !!!!!!
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Calamitous collapse of structure forged With steel and concrete built for time, Since Roman times a formula endured With engineers additional design. Why, then, did this structure fail, Did mortar crack, did reinforcing strong, Shear and plummet in an instants time To crush and doom this bridges song. In teeming rain a  silence hung Where watchers gaped in stunned awe, A magnitude of devastation lay Pulverized in valley floor. Astonishing this expanse of space Where seconds past, huge edifice, Imbued with its’ charge of lives Unknowingly to meet abyss. Innocence has lost its’ life Blame resounds around the room Someone shall pay the price For negligence in causing doom. Truth be told it’s shared by all For Italy has lagged behind Cost cutting infrastructures’ purse Because of economic bind. Time to reassess the plan Time to weep and bury dead, Clear the rubble from the land Rebuild well then forge ahead. Blame not the engineer Nor the man who drew design, Blame not the hardhat Who poured the concrete in the line. Reassign the budget spend To infrastructure, pay its share For sentiment is running hot To axe the fool who pares the fare. M. Storeman Civil Infrastructure Hamilton, NEW ZEALAND
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Aug 15, 2018
Aug 15, 2018 at 10:41 PM UTC
The Genoa Calamity
It's like the movie part of me* It tells me where I should go and want to be **Please note that I will say Not a dark place inside my suitcase** "Robin Red Breasted" suit Peck and nip and tuck in place The rainbow iridescent Suiting her taste wet rain tents Everyone was Green with envy **Robin/ Rainbow event lets hear it for our Army so many troops** He was sitting politely Like a salesman of suitcases on her stoop She was mesmerized Living out of a tour suitcase She wanted daisies she was ready for fantasies Of him in her suitcase Tumbling through Another time Postman Singing birds to ring twice Birds all in groups Computer laptops she wanted to be surprised so mysterious But ready for love ingenious He laughed not losing sight Robin eats like a bird so hilarious She packed her sunshine yellow ribbons she was ready to feed Those Brooklyn pigeons Packed suitcase ready for the love of God Going frenzy from her fruit loops Robin Birdie born traveler scoop Well nested flying South fully invested Rocking her flight cradle Wherever I go or whatever I do Traveling packs meet Mr. Ramen noodles Getting silly splashing puddles The Spiritual Zen traveling boots over a shower He kissed them high up (Eiffel Tower) Rome Italy wines in love cahoots The call I'm ready "Amazon" wild Let us go, child, another story But the wildcard fresh air Oh! Dear The  lightness easy does it feathering wings the clues fit Packing my suitcase Love is a drug of "Europe" Perfectly fine wine Always hope with cantaloupe
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Aug 6, 2018
Aug 6, 2018 at 9:41 AM UTC
Robin's Suitcase Ready
It's like the movie part of me* It tells me where I should go and want to be **Please note that I will say Not a dark place inside my suitcase** "Robin Red Breasted" suit Peck and nip and tuck in place The rainbow iridescent Suiting her taste wet rain tents Everyone was Green with envy **Robin/ Rainbow event lets hear it for our Army so many troops** He was sitting politely Like a salesman of suitcases on her stoop She was mesmerized Living out of a tour suitcase She wanted daisies she was ready for fantasies Of him in her suitcase Tumbling through Another time Postman Singing birds to ring twice Birds all in groups Computer laptops she wanted to be surprised so mysterious But ready for love ingenious He laughed not losing sight Robin eats like a bird so hilarious She packed her sunshine yellow ribbons she was ready to feed Those Brooklyn pigeons Packed suitcase ready for the love of God Going frenzy from her fruit loops Robin Birdie born traveler scoop Well nested flying South fully invested Rocking her flight cradle Wherever I go or whatever I do Traveling packs meet Mr. Ramen noodles Getting silly splashing puddles The Spiritual Zen traveling boots over a shower He kissed them high up (Eiffel Tower) Rome Italy wines in love cahoots The call I'm ready "Amazon" wild Let us go, child, another story But the wildcard fresh air Oh! Dear The  lightness easy does it feathering wings the clues fit Packing my suitcase Love is a drug of "Europe" Perfectly fine wine Always hope with cantaloupe
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80 Our lives are Swiss— So still—so Cool— Till some odd afternoon The Alps neglect their Curtains And we look farther on! Italy stands the other side! While like a guard between— The solemn Alps— The siren Alps Forever intervene!
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Husband wife dispute/girlfriend/boyfriend breakup Solution
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A hippodrome as smoke adjourn those can wrap Havanas blunt while Manila fish for sordino they reek of harvest yet exhume Moro then San Mateo shall not a maraschino bane whether they've sought bastion in Italy then once their hopes shall keep ships ahoy and Sabatini sing San Marino here that sandcastle star await his lover in "The Sea Hawk" a fine costume whence sail those Antilles with a conquistador as buttress in this play they call Those Philippines alas meet El Duarte in a duet with his song set aflame with great sleeves in such kleptocracy worldwide again.
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Mar 24, 2017
Mar 24, 2017 at 8:35 AM UTC
Filipinos Journal A Memoir
last spring, in firenze, i met a girl - we'll call her julia (because that's her name) - this one strange night behind a secret bakery that's open at midnight. i was standing on a small street in italy surrounded by drunken chaos, the smell of pastries, and beauty. how will i ever forget her? why would i ever even try?
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Nov 12, 2013
Nov 12, 2013 at 10:57 PM UTC
secret bakery
*i think, you should stop going to italy, for one, oh **** me, keep going on hedonist piss-fuck fests to places like mallorca, but stop going to italy, you're making my stomach ache from laughter, with what you come back with, the so-called "innovations"; somehow i'd just poach my cauliflower, and drizzle it with fried breadcrumbs, and serve it as a side-dish to fried eggs (2), and some tatties; for goodness sake, even cauliflower cream soup makes more sense, garnished with some fried chorizo!* first it was avocado on toast...           who the **** puts avocado on bread? i can imagine putting it in pasta... but on bread?                 hey, what the **** does the acronym f.a.d. mean?              i don't know, and i won't google it... o.k. avocado on toast...               nothing near guacamole,   but fair enough...            but what i discovered... pushes the button where i turn into a fox laughter (fuchslachen) -            i couldn't stop...                       you can find it in the weekend section of the saturday times newspaper... written by nicola m.           cauliflower and mozzarella pizza... you have to be ******** me...                 cauliflower? on pizza? one of my housemates at university told me an anecdote:     i was in a restaurant once,           and asked for a pizza with no cheese... he continued:       and then the head chef came out and asked me... are you, insane?!        a bit like: bread...    but no butter? and i thought i was insane eating a watermelon today, whole, the red pulp, and the outer layers including the skin included, allowing myself a gorilla imitation cameo gimmick...       but i thought i was mad... but there's avocado on toast...    and now... cauliflower on pizza...                               it's a ******* side-dish! wait, don't tell me... you're going to put some potatoes onto the pizza the next frizz comes along... right?                       how about beetroot?                          thankfully, if i have some wacky ideas in terms of culinary escapades, they happen, drunk, after 12a.m., and i'm the scientist, and the experimental rabbit 2-in-1...                      a newspaper column? apparently, you get one, putting avocado on toast...                  or cauliflower on a pi-zzzzz-ah... to be honest, even though i haven't tried it, grilled aubergines on a pizza could work...    the toast?               marmite and cheddar... english people should stop glorifying holidays in italy... they're ****** cooks...                    an italian would just look at a pizza with cauliflower and say:          cosa? i'd suggest heading to scotland first, and picking up the vibes from some haggis. **** me...    avocado on toast...                 caulifower on a pizza?!                            now i can die happy, 'appy, clapping: encore!
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Jun 10, 2017
Jun 10, 2017 at 2:54 PM UTC
english culinary experiments
*i think, you should stop going to italy, for one, oh **** me, keep going on hedonist piss-fuck fests to places like mallorca, but stop going to italy, you're making my stomach ache from laughter, with what you come back with, the so-called "innovations"; somehow i'd just poach my cauliflower, and drizzle it with fried breadcrumbs, and serve it as a side-dish to fried eggs (2), and some tatties; for goodness sake, even cauliflower cream soup makes more sense, garnished with some fried chorizo!* first it was avocado on toast...           who the **** puts avocado on bread? i can imagine putting it in pasta... but on bread?                 hey, what the **** does the acronym f.a.d. mean?              i don't know, and i won't google it... o.k. avocado on toast...               nothing near guacamole,   but fair enough...            but what i discovered... pushes the button where i turn into a fox laughter (fuchslachen) -            i couldn't stop...                       you can find it in the weekend section of the saturday times newspaper... written by nicola m.           cauliflower and mozzarella pizza... you have to be ******** me...                 cauliflower? on pizza? one of my housemates at university told me an anecdote:     i was in a restaurant once,           and asked for a pizza with no cheese... he continued:       and then the head chef came out and asked me... are you, insane?!        a bit like: bread...    but no butter? and i thought i was insane eating a watermelon today, whole, the red pulp, and the outer layers including the skin included, allowing myself a gorilla imitation cameo gimmick...       but i thought i was mad... but there's avocado on toast...    and now... cauliflower on pizza...                               it's a ******* side-dish! wait, don't tell me... you're going to put some potatoes onto the pizza the next frizz comes along... right?                       how about beetroot?                          thankfully, if i have some wacky ideas in terms of culinary escapades, they happen, drunk, after 12a.m., and i'm the scientist, and the experimental rabbit 2-in-1...                      a newspaper column? apparently, you get one, putting avocado on toast...                  or cauliflower on a pi-zzzzz-ah... to be honest, even though i haven't tried it, grilled aubergines on a pizza could work...    the toast?               marmite and cheddar... english people should stop glorifying holidays in italy... they're ****** cooks...                    an italian would just look at a pizza with cauliflower and say:          cosa? i'd suggest heading to scotland first, and picking up the vibes from some haggis. **** me...    avocado on toast...                 caulifower on a pizza?!                            now i can die happy, 'appy, clapping: encore!
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Stalingrad- Germany wanted control, But they weren't going to get it. Silly men, Unaware that they would freeze to the bone In those harsh Russian mountains. Is oil worth it? Torch- the British thought it was a simple plan. It was, but barely. The soft underbelly, The Mediterranean to France, through Italy? Kick the Axis out of North Africa? Piece of cake. D-Day- a finale? Maybe. The ships and planes at the ready, A possible surprise. Parachutes And men on foot storming the beaches of Normandy. Shots fired, push east where they belong. Coming from the North and South. Cinch like a corset Strings are drawn against the axis. Good luck holding up your empire in this day and age.
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Jun 10, 2014
Jun 10, 2014 at 10:00 PM UTC
In Order
long ago, I could tame a lion with the click of a pen, watch the teeth burn to ashes in his jaw, and his gums bleed, dripping with every word. drip, drop. funny how lions are a symbol of God. funny how, I used to glance into the cold black irises of my strongest demon, and tell myself I loved him. every boy I've ever written for seems to vanish before the novel ends, before the sun sets, before they think- maybe, "it's safe to leave her before she falls in love" little do they know that love was my oxygen, love was my unused journal from a lost friend, love was nothing until I met you. you cannot be another night without razor sharp stars in the sky. you cannot be the hundreds of songs I can no longer ******* listen to. you cannot be another Willow Springs- another road I think I've traveled, I've seen children pray on the corners of Italy; I've seen mountains breathe and thought it would be my last time kissing their snowy tops. I've seen straight into the amber eyes of the lion as I lay under fluorescent lights with sixteen pills rattling in my stomach, thinking maybe, the King of the Jungle will release me with His jaws of life. but the truth is, you are the only god I believe in. you are my savior, you are the King of the Jungle and the closest thing to heaven I will ever know.
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Jul 1, 2014
Jul 1, 2014 at 1:35 AM UTC
Royalty
Water lapped up the side of the lifeboat as it bobbed up and down on the sea only seven ****** had survived the rest had gone under and drowned The first officer and the stoker lent over a fellow ****** he was coughing up oil and in unbearable pain, was screaming The stoker mumbled, He's not got long then he started to sob in his hands bitterly they had been torpedoed by a U Boat a day and three quarters out of Italy The coughing then stopped the ****** was dead so they said a little prayer then tipped him over the edge By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
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Oct 30, 2013
Oct 30, 2013 at 10:11 PM UTC
The Lifeboat
I remember it as if were yesterday VE Day...well, not exactly but, close enough for me The actual surrender of Italy May 2, 1945....but the **** Americans Always the Americans wanted May 8 So, it's May 8th, but I'll always remember the second We were in Milan...I love Milan ****** was dead, Mussolini was dead I was alive, and in Milan Rumours were out that the war in Europe was almost done Nobody had told the Gerry's that though Word came from Lubeck that they'd surrendered I was twenty one years old, going on 50 War ages you...and not in a good way I was in 6th Airborne and ready to go back When the word came down I remember kissing the waitress at our cafe I kissed her hard, and with as much passion as a 21 yr. old can have I didn't want to let her go It was over I kissed her for myself, and everyone in Milan I kissed her for my folks in Clapham I kissed her for her folks, wherever they were I kissed her because we were free, they were free I kissed her for my Uncle, who we lost early in 1941 Lost him during the blitz in London England lost 430 people, we lost Uncle Cyril That was enough, I was signing up Now, it was over and I was moving on I kissed her for everyone still waiting for the news But, most of all, I kissed her for Leslie Testro, Rfn (18yrs) Lance Cpl Thomas Wray (22 yrs), Lt. Dennis Edmonds (21 yrs) and all the others attached to 6th Airborne Who wouldn't know it was Victory in Italy They were lost, not forgotten, never forgotten Forever in our minds, our roll of honour We celebrate them annualy Few of us left now, but, those that are go back to Italy every two or three years back to Milan, and we toast them all My waitress, Rosa Testrini She was there as well, every year Until five years back, we lost her Now we toast her as well We all have our honour roll She was on mine I found her again in 1950 We were on our second trip back She met my wife, and I her husband He's still there, and we talk My Italian is better than his English But, we talk as well as we can I miss her, and the others But that day, that glorious day in May I've never kissed like that since And my wife knows it Sometimes she reminds me... I laugh, and remind her.... What that day means...if it hadn't happened We may not be kissing now so, she'll never get that kiss Only Rosa Rest In Peace my waitress
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Mar 19, 2013
Mar 19, 2013 at 11:24 PM UTC
Recollection of War - VE day in Italy
I remember it as if were yesterday VE Day...well, not exactly but, close enough for me The actual surrender of Italy May 2, 1945....but the **** Americans Always the Americans wanted May 8 So, it's May 8th, but I'll always remember the second We were in Milan...I love Milan ****** was dead, Mussolini was dead I was alive, and in Milan Rumours were out that the war in Europe was almost done Nobody had told the Gerry's that though Word came from Lubeck that they'd surrendered I was twenty one years old, going on 50 War ages you...and not in a good way I was in 6th Airborne and ready to go back When the word came down I remember kissing the waitress at our cafe I kissed her hard, and with as much passion as a 21 yr. old can have I didn't want to let her go It was over I kissed her for myself, and everyone in Milan I kissed her for my folks in Clapham I kissed her for her folks, wherever they were I kissed her because we were free, they were free I kissed her for my Uncle, who we lost early in 1941 Lost him during the blitz in London England lost 430 people, we lost Uncle Cyril That was enough, I was signing up Now, it was over and I was moving on I kissed her for everyone still waiting for the news But, most of all, I kissed her for Leslie Testro, Rfn (18yrs) Lance Cpl Thomas Wray (22 yrs), Lt. Dennis Edmonds (21 yrs) and all the others attached to 6th Airborne Who wouldn't know it was Victory in Italy They were lost, not forgotten, never forgotten Forever in our minds, our roll of honour We celebrate them annualy Few of us left now, but, those that are go back to Italy every two or three years back to Milan, and we toast them all My waitress, Rosa Testrini She was there as well, every year Until five years back, we lost her Now we toast her as well We all have our honour roll She was on mine I found her again in 1950 We were on our second trip back She met my wife, and I her husband He's still there, and we talk My Italian is better than his English But, we talk as well as we can I miss her, and the others But that day, that glorious day in May I've never kissed like that since And my wife knows it Sometimes she reminds me... I laugh, and remind her.... What that day means...if it hadn't happened We may not be kissing now so, she'll never get that kiss Only Rosa Rest In Peace my waitress
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in memoriam Woodrow (Woody) Rifenburgh       The soft purr of a Piper Cub drifted over Italy's southern hills. Soul stirred by the landscape’s song,   the young army pilot gently spoke. “It’s mighty peaceful up here.” Touching wheels to the tarmac, Woody shed his flight suit for an engineer’s desk and placed a viola beneath his chin. For three score years Woody molded horsehair and wire into string song steadying the orchestra’s midriff with the vibrations of his spirit. On Christmas Eve he played for the coming child, fell stricken and flew his last flight on instruments at Memorial.   Early New Year’s morn one could almost hear the faint soft purr of a Piper Cub as it banked to the right around the moon and merged with the waiting heavens.
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Apr 26, 2016
Apr 26, 2016 at 9:37 AM UTC
Soul Flight
Easily Tux Laxity Use Laxity Sue Taxis Yule Taxi Yules Tau Sexily Axe I ***** Yea Xi **** Yea Xi Lust Aye Xi **** Aye Xi Lust Ail Yes Tux Sail Ye Tux Ails Ye Tux Italy Ex Us Laity Ex Us Taxi Lye Us La Suety Xi Talus Ye Xi Lax Yeti Us Lax Suety I Lax Ye Suit Lay Exit Us Lay Suet Xi Lay Tuxes I Lay Ex Suit Sat Yule Xi Taus Lye Xi Sax Yule Ti Sax Yule It Say Lie Tux Say Lei Tux Say Lute Xi Say Exult I At Yules Xi At Yule Xis At Yule Six Tau Lyes Xi Tau Lye Xis Tau Lye Six Tax Yules I Tax Yule Is Ax Lieu Sty Ax Yules Ti Ax Yules It Ax Yule Tis Ax Yule Its Ax Yule Sit Ax Lye Suit Ya Isle Tux Ya Lies Tux Ya Leis Tux Ya Lutes Xi Ya Exults I Ya Lute Xis Ya Lute Six Ya Exult Is Ay Isle Tux Ay Lies Tux Ay Leis Tux Ay Lutes Xi Ay Exults I Ay Lute Xis Ay Lute Six Ay Exult Is A Lyes I Tux A Lye Is Tux A Ex I ***** A Ye Xi **** A Ye Xi Lust La Yes I Tux La Yet Xi Us La Ye Is Tux Las Ye I Tux Lax Yet I Us Lax Ye Ti Us Lax Ye It Us Lay Ex Ti Us Lay Ex It Us As Lye I Tux Say El I Tux At Lye Xi Us Tau Ex I Sly Tax Lye I Us Ax Lye Ti Us Ax Lye It Us Ax Ye I **** Ax Ye I Lust Ax Ye Lit Us Ya El Is Tux Ya Let Xi Us Ya Ex I **** Ya Ex I Lust Ya Ex Lit Us Ay El Is Tux Ay Let Xi Us Ay Ex I **** Ay Ex I Lust Ay Ex Lit Us
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Oct 25, 2015
Oct 25, 2015 at 12:38 PM UTC
Sexuality
David, like David and Goliath, like the statue was made in 1501 by Michaelangelo. A fatherless son, born perfect to the world. Full Grown. But in Italy, they'll tell you that Michaelangelo never wanted to be a sculpter; That he was an artist but that his gift was his curse. Yet he still managed to create this marvelous marble masterpiece. Gave the world beauty to call it beautiful and behold it for hundreds of years, because heaven knows he never would. But sometimes I feel like you see yourself more like Galatea. But a rose by any other name might smell more sweet than thee, My fair, dark lady, Only to be loved by those of your statue. I mean, stature. My fair, dark lady, who chased me from the light in spite of just wanting to help the charity case. My fair, dark lady, I made you to be a hero, But a villain you became. How can one love the name of a rose proud enough To ***** the finger of tender green thumbs? Still, its handed a clean slate for the sake of soft petals. Justified by sweet smells and vibrant colours. Excused. Just, if only I could forget the thorns, I'd have spoken "Love" differently. I wanted to love you like no other sister would, but couldn't. I wanted a savior to stay even when things are okay, wouldn't you? When the giants weren't around. Well, who's hero are you now? Tell me how a statue saves lives, rather than turning to stone when the sun rises And I will eagerly believe. Or don't. Strike your pose. Bask in the spotlight. It's what you wanted. It's what you got. Hear them say "Galatea." Not marble but ivory, "Eliza." "Aphrodite." And believe them. "Perfection created." But I'll call you David; Never abandoned, forever alone. Because humans don't need solution or heroes to depend on. We need friends. Well, congratulations, beautiful. Everyone loves you. Except, the people who should.
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Jun 14, 2012
Jun 14, 2012 at 9:11 AM UTC
Never Call Me Pygmalion
David, like David and Goliath, like the statue was made in 1501 by Michaelangelo. A fatherless son, born perfect to the world. Full Grown. But in Italy, they'll tell you that Michaelangelo never wanted to be a sculpter; That he was an artist but that his gift was his curse. Yet he still managed to create this marvelous marble masterpiece. Gave the world beauty to call it beautiful and behold it for hundreds of years, because heaven knows he never would. But sometimes I feel like you see yourself more like Galatea. But a rose by any other name might smell more sweet than thee, My fair, dark lady, Only to be loved by those of your statue. I mean, stature. My fair, dark lady, who chased me from the light in spite of just wanting to help the charity case. My fair, dark lady, I made you to be a hero, But a villain you became. How can one love the name of a rose proud enough To ***** the finger of tender green thumbs? Still, its handed a clean slate for the sake of soft petals. Justified by sweet smells and vibrant colours. Excused. Just, if only I could forget the thorns, I'd have spoken "Love" differently. I wanted to love you like no other sister would, but couldn't. I wanted a savior to stay even when things are okay, wouldn't you? When the giants weren't around. Well, who's hero are you now? Tell me how a statue saves lives, rather than turning to stone when the sun rises And I will eagerly believe. Or don't. Strike your pose. Bask in the spotlight. It's what you wanted. It's what you got. Hear them say "Galatea." Not marble but ivory, "Eliza." "Aphrodite." And believe them. "Perfection created." But I'll call you David; Never abandoned, forever alone. Because humans don't need solution or heroes to depend on. We need friends. Well, congratulations, beautiful. Everyone loves you. Except, the people who should.
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To Two Nonnas @2007 Linda Barrett We can't afford to go to Italy So you both bring it to us We hear in the music of your names, each syllable coming from your mouths, vocal chords and tongues that dance fast Italian tarantellas from your shared cubicle You both should have been sisters Born on the same month And sailed into America on the same ship. You bring us Italy through your cooking: olive oil drenched cole slaw made zesty with ground pepper and salt, amaretto cookies placed on our desks deep fried calamari rings at the Willow Grove Bennigan's and Italian restaurants in a Maple Glen shopping center. You both embrace us with still strong Nonna arms and crochet bright pink baby clothes for expecting employees. On the weekends, you become bocce ball champs in Montgomery County where Italian is still spoken, To uphold up the old country's heritage This poem comes out from our love to you because just by being our friends we want to save all our pennies to see what Italy is really like.
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Feb 4, 2012
Feb 4, 2012 at 7:38 PM UTC
two nonnas
rain dripping through the slats above landing, each time, somewhere new. my feet were bare. you always tell me I should wear shoes, sometimes you offer me yours, but I like the way the mud feels between my toes - by now I think you know. thick smoke lingering everywhere broken by raindrops, brought together by wind - dancing away to some far, distant land we gaze through the squares in front of our faces, watch while cars speed by in the unrelenting rain. pizza? pizza’s always good, you know, when I was in Italy... ....the sentence trails off you know. and we step fearlessly into the unrelenting rain make our way inside and like always you're sure my feet are warm your pizza is on the floor and my laughter is coming like the rain falling outside. the look you give me makes me laugh harder until there are tears running from the corner of my eyes and my cheeks are warm and happy. that’s when I know, as I finally calm and wipe the tears from my cheeks, that there is no place in the world I would rather be than here - giggling at pizza in the floor.
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Oct 4, 2011
Oct 4, 2011 at 2:33 PM UTC
pizza?
The middle class idea of theft-- where we eat at semi-fancy restaurants seated at faux leather interior deep seated dimly lit coves dine in a sarcophagus of tasty mildew. A youth lends their smile teeth faintly shine through, but roughly cut short of sincere; on their lapel in fine print the label says Sandy. Flexing water spotted plastic black brim borders and articulated names of food that would put all of Italy to shame. Porcelain plates hold lofty portions of what is purely compensation as texture and flavor remind me of my adolescence this is when Playdoh and Crayons are used for flavoring. A slate for my signature is provided and the upside to this all was the perfection of a pen they lent me it was ball tip and bright pink-- finally something I'd be glad to take home with me.
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Aug 19, 2015
Aug 19, 2015 at 12:17 PM UTC
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