Dreaming in Texture

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Empty manifestations with minds of their own.

But will first blush, allow for separation of church and body?

In the bronze light of smoke-filled ambivalent days,

azure skies.

Course,

I have never liked blue.

Considering it always looked pungent on you.

◊

Why is it…only in the light of night,

you clearly,

always,

wanted more for less?

No matter,

past or present,

dreams are in texture

and

color in screams.

Faded rust,

peppered with,

a crunch,

beneath bare-feet.

Nighttime in fallen leaf.

38 Years Ago Today!

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HELP…John!  With all this gun rage, fake news, presidential controversy, hate…I saw little in the daily media about…an issue we battle;

Mental Health and guns!

Well don’t you know that happiness (happiness) is a warm gun, (is a warm gun, yeah).##John Lennon

 

 

Dreaming in Texture

Posted on by randomwordbyruth

Empty manifestations with minds of their own.

But will first blush, allow for separation of church and body?

In the bronze light of smoke-filled ambivalent days,

azure skies.

Course,

I have never liked blue.

Considering it always looked pungent on you.

◊

Why is it…only in the light of night,

you clearly,

always,

wanted more for less?

No matter,

past or present,

dreams are in texture

and

color in screams.

Faded rust,

peppered with,

a crunch,

beneath bare-feet.

Nighttime in fallen leaf.

Someday, Someway

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Often, when the winter lingers on, I am amazed at the little things.  For at this stage in the game…’it is the little gestures that mean the most.’

Awed…at the fact, a leaf has hung on through gallant winds.  Clumps of snow have managed to survive bouts of winter heatwaves.  These along with other surreal visions, have provided me with hope.  Contemplation in the everybody, somebody, me, wanting a revolution.   In history, present day, the future, there will always be a hanger-on.

 

 

Someday, Someway

I feel the sweat,

taste my siblings veiled tears.

From Radio Flyer to Barbie’s plight,

revolutions provide the fire,

a rescue in mutiny,

rosary for the daydream believers.

Somewhere plans for somebody.

Someday, someway, a lone leaf

hanging from a winter’s birch.

Someday, someway,

anomalies in the snow.

Someday, someway,

peace from a frozen river’s flow.

 

Doesn’t have a point of view
Knows not where he’s going to
Isn’t he a bit like you and me?walk 1

 

Valley of the Dopes

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Segmented segments from enriched with egotistical gene soil readers:

Today, we will see how anything can be answered with a lyric!

Dear RandomwordbyRuth:

Problems with the bath?

being in the tub. Here’s an idea It’s a fact that more and more stressful and fast paced,
the need for water hot tubs and high blood pressure massage.
Modern Spa is a good solution. Another type
of sanitizer is called” It’s always best to follow the hot tubs and high blood pressure instruction on the sanitizer you are using.

Wet from the Inside Out-

Bontia

Well, Bonita, Spanish for I lay me down with a taco and wake up smelling like sawdust!

you caught me in the squeeze play on the cheesy side of town
Throw me a dime, throw me a line
‘Cause there’s a fat man in the bathtub with the blues

Read more: Little Feat – Fat Man In The Bathtub Lyrics | MetroLyrics

honey do list
honey do list

Sir/Madam

Honestly. Don’t people realize that 4% of the income from the top 1% of wage earner’s income is a lot of money? That money is used to employee many people. Think of it. The rich are just like the middle class. They buy stuff. So, if Joe Millionaire wants to put a 500k addition on his mansion, which would employ a small army of workers, and now he doesn’t have that 500k cause Uncle Sam took it, don’t you think that army of workers will be affected? Exactly. Joe Millionaire may not put on the addition this year. People don’t get this. They say take from the rich and give to the poor. Yeah… now all those workers who were going to build the addition are collecting checks from the government because they didn’t get a contract for the job. What a joke. Anyway,

Yours in Faith

John McCain

Your lovin’ give me such a thrill,
But your lovin’ don’t pay my bills;

Money don’t get everything it’s true,
What it don’t get I can’t use;

Read more: Barrett Strong – Money (that’s What I Want) Lyrics | MetroLyrics

Yo, Bitch, What’s Happening?

Hey this is a great post. Could you keep me updated with any other info similar to this? If travelling to the UK why not stay at Stafford hotel and watch a Shakespeare play!

Brussels to you and yours

Mac Beth

Sitting in an English garden waiting for the sun
If the sun don’t come
You get a tan from standing in the English rain
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen
I am the walrus

Distant Cousin

WTF has happened to Facebook?  Everywhere I go I am de-friended.   Is that a word yet?  I know that, fuckin’ ridiculous is a word?  Or, at least, two words!  And, I think all this liking stuff has made us all looking fuckin’ ridiculous in the eyes of our dog.

Down and Out in Biloxi

Bud

Well, when I’m hurtin I have a dangerous tongue
I lose it and use it like a gun
Oh wont you stop me if you see me takin aim!

Valley of Pain/Bonnie Raitt

Readers/Fans/Relatives from the Bad side of Town

Most certainly a good bath cleanses the soul from the stench of living on thin dimes and a dream.  And, therefore, you never hear the ‘rich’ complain about having too much money.  Ever thought of that?  That is because it is most likely soiled and in need of a weeks washing down at the Sit n Spin on this.

England had once had the pleasure of my company but I met up with a woman named Lucinda at the Avon.  We had a night on the Strafford with plenty of hard cider and frivolous English play.  After that I hung up any hopes of dating buck tooth women with a shine for potty mouth with an accent and breast that sway from side to side.

‘Til next time…don’t leave your light on…they’re looking for us all!

RandomwordbyRuth

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