"prn" poems
partially due to the weather,
state of the roads.
these are not just closed
due to snow, some
as cars slide, cause a commotion.
it is a steep hill, the crimea,
some call it a mountain
steeped in history.
plans change, while
the bus windows remain *****
sbm.
nails
#notes and jottings
Esgidiau Meirw Boot Dump, Moel Bowydd Primary Reference Number (PRN) : 14626 Trust : Gwynedd Community : Ffestiniog NGR : SH69924845 Site Type (preferred type first) : Modern REFUSE DISPOSAL SITE Legal Protection : Description : A mound of slate waste covered to an unknown depth with the (?burnt) remains of thousands of hobnail boots, heel plates, nails, eyelets etc. Dimensions 40 x 30 x 2.5m. <1> A low mound about 35m in diameter lies to the east of the A470 (Plate 66). Its earliest phase consists of slate waste from a shallow linear working shown on the 1889 OS 25 map. This is almost entirely covered by a dump of waste boots. The upper layer consists entirely of heel plates, eyelets, nails, screws, sole shanks and occasional sole plates (Plate 67). Beneath this is a thick layer of ash, also containing metal fittings. Until quite recently there was a grave slab with a pair of boots incised on it along with the inscription Esgidiau Meirw (dead shoes). The stone now lies on the wall of PRN 14777 (Plate 68). It was probably moved by the land-owner for safe keeping after being daubed with paint. The dump is known locally as Tomen Sgidiau (boot dump) and dates from World Wall II. The boots are rejects from a factory that was set up in Blaenau Market Hall to recycle old boots and shoes for the army. (Hopewell, 2005) A low heap of slate waste lying to the east of the present main road. The tip is covered with the rusted metal fittings of a large number of hob nailed boots, and other small metal waste, including nuts and bolts. There is also a significant quantity of a fine silty material – possibly the residue of burnt and decayed leather. On top of the mound is a slate grave slab with a pair of boots incised upon it and the inscription “Esgidiau Meirw” (dead shoes). The feature is thought to be a World War II army boot dump. (Riley & Roberts, 1995) Sources : Riley, H. & Roberts, R. , 1995 , A470(T) Blaenau Ffestiniog to Cancoed Improvement ( © GAT) Hopewell, D. , 2005 , A470 Blaenau Ffestiniog to Cancoed Improvement Pt I & II ( © GAT) Hopewell, D. , 2000 , Upland Survey 2000 , <1> Events : 40503 : Gwynedd Upland Survey 1999-2000 Moel Bowydd (year : 2000) 43801 : A470 Blaenau Ffestiniog to Cancoed Improvement: Archaeological Recording PtI&II; (year : 2005) 40295 : A470(T) Blaenau Ffestiniog to Cancoed Improvement (year : 1995)
see also
boot dump incomplete blog
https://sonjabenskinmesher.wordpress.com/2015/03/26/boot-dump-2/
Jan 16, 2016
Jan 16, 2016 at 1:39 AM UTC
"The beautiful ones, the beautiful ones, will hurt you every time" --Prince.
Prayers and Foreplay
Like melodic potions wafting kiss
strums your Louisana Minne.
fingers
tickles keys black and white
electric soulful
Halleluiahs
Ooh baby
Princely Baby Genius
multi-instrumentalist
Funky new and founded purpose
purple rhythms jazzy blues
Your songs are you
and always yours
victor of lawyers inc. corporate war
Your music sweats
condensation on cherries' skins
psychedelic magic wings
juicy dancing sonic romance
sugar wizard
of sweetest Thangs
twang the guitar and sang
The songs like answered prayers
for foreplay
and getting down
and *****
Sensual the ditty
clouds with purple tears
dreams made wet
ecstasy caress our ears...
We grew up to the soundtrack
of Kings & Prince
And we woke up inside
hearing him all out
wide within our being
history is lace and Rock N Roll
Moonwalk & Funk & Dance
there is no Hip Hop
or techno trance
without Rhythm & Blues
no Rock with no Roll
There is no foreplay without Lil' Big ****
or Cadillac riding low,
There is no purple without his highness
the royalty of deeper souls...
Aalyiah and Thriller King
and Elvis and all the Cherubs sing
welcome a prince
up there where the sun is always rising
where no doves cry
but robe the One
enlightening,
the music of rainbow and colors
we feel and make
not in death but heaven's love
he'll wake...
Naked genius his music plays
radio flyin'
Purple rain...
Like prayers and fond memories
Immortal prince is
the music is
never dying.
*(Even now that he did for you,
all fans like doves are crying)*
Apr 22, 2016
Apr 22, 2016 at 11:44 PM UTC
I know my scars hurt you
and Suicide is Selfishness
I know when my energy transfers
you feel only pain and anger
But even worse than the destruction
I've done to my skin
and my veins
is the rot I've spurred inside
But today I am making
You a Promise
I Refuse to Decay
masochism will no longer be
my Only Friend
and I will not be Perfect
and pain will remain
a Constant Companion
But I am applying Tourniquets
the mass ocean of blood
will soon slow to
an Occasional trickle
and medication will be given
only PRN
and sometimes I may go for a walk
and Smile
at Nature and God
I'm not saying I am changed
I am simply trying
to grow
so please, just be Patient
just be Kind
Oct 14, 2015
Oct 14, 2015 at 11:21 AM UTC
i can't recall your portrait
but i'll never forget the feelings you inspired
my tornado shelter in the middle of the storm,
keeping me grounded while the sirens scream
my daily PRN for a diagnosis of loneliness,
easing the pressure of life's trials,
bubble-wrapping my heart and mind
my extra blanket in the depth of winter,
giving me warmth when the furnace died...
... died like our love did
May 31, 2023
May 31, 2023 at 1:50 AM UTC