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You Know You Are Getting Older When…

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So I was putting my hair in a french twist , when I noticed “Ye Gods,  the underside of my upper arms , ever so slighty, are reminding me of Mrs. PARSONS! Now, you say, who is  Mrs. Parsons, well she was the teacher everyone got, one way or the other, before you were out of third grade.

When you did something that displeased her, she  had to be in her 80’s, in those days they allowed teachers to stay on, anyway she would  raise her arm up and wag her pointed finger at the offending party, basically vent at the tyke.

 We use to stare in wonder and awe at the distended hanging bag of withered flesh ( her former under arm ) and watch as it would swing, as her arm swayed and vice versa.  It was truly a sight to see and after a period of some trepidation a spot of delirious glee and laughter shared with my fellow attendees in an otherwise heavy workweek.

Mrs. Parsons was  a taskmaster and the only reason we were sitting in HER class was to learn.

So, Mrs. Parsons, where ever you may be, I want to thank you for teaching me to take work seriously and never wear a short-sleeved dress after a certain age…..

Mrs Parsons always wore a string of pearls, a flowered silk dress, stockings that fell to her ankles and sturdy 2 inch  high heels.

I have not forgotten her and I suggest neither do you, especially when you are dressing in the morning.  ( this post includes all sexes…)


Have a well read weekend!


For MRS. PARSONS a teacher among teachers!

Brick House – Commodores

She’s a brick house, she’s mighty mighty And just lettin’ it all hang out and she’s a brick house And like lady’s stacked and that’s the fact Ain’t holding nothing back, she’s a brick house We’re here together everybody knows This is how the story goes
She knows she’s got everything That a woman needs to get a man How can she lose with the sex she use 36-24-36, what a winning hand
She’s a brick house, she’s mighty mighty And she’s lettin’ it all hang out and she’s a brick house And like lady’s stacked and that’s the fact Ain’t holding nothing back she’s a brick house Yeah she’s the one, the only one built like an Amazon
The clothes she wears, her sexy ways Make a old man wish for younger days She knows she’s built and knows how to please Sure enough to knock a strong man to his knees
‘Cause she’s a brick house yeah she’s mighty mighty Just lettin’ it all hang out a brick house And like lady’s stacked and that’s the fact Ain’t holding nothing back

Brick house yeah she’s mighty mighty And just lettin’ it all hang out Brick house

yeah she’s the one the only one Built like a Amazon yeah
Shake it down, shake it down, shake it down Oh well brick house

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From ” Lotus Blossom Blues ” ( Working Title )

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She took the cross from my basket looking it over carefully, her eyes caught mine and searched for an answer. I felt the ruby burning a hole in my pocket.  She wrapped the cross back up in the protective rags and reached into my pockets.

I was frozen and embarrassed by the whole matter, but grateful that she merely returned the stone and never said another word about it to anyone at the camp.

Later in the excavation I had a private moment with her and began to explain how this mistake had happened. She waved her hand and said no more needed to be related about it since she had intrinsically sensed that I was not a thief at heart, merely desperate. She asked if I would like to go to the casbash with her for a cup of turkish coffee and that, was the ” beginning of a beautiful friendship ” as Rick once said many years before, in a cafe quite similar.


Have tremendously hilarious night!

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Poem – “Ode To An Archaeologist”

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Ode To An Archaeologist


She had but one dream

night and day

it pursued her

that shoe that shoe

why can’t I find that shoe?

through mud

filtering dirt

mounds and mounds of dirt

a relentless flirt of dirt-

then one day… she slowly reached in

a sort of bin

feeling first with her hand, soft as a  cow’s ear

wow, some kind of mummified steer!

she pulled it out and it was the shoe…

that shoe!

she had dreamt of finding,

with her team-

the completion of her dirt driven dream.

NEWS: Oldest Shoe in the World Found in Armenian Cave, 6-10-10

The Armenian shoe discovery, published Wednesday in PLoS One, an online journal, was made beneath one of several cave chambers, when an Armenian doctoral student, Diana Zardaryan, noticed a small pit of weeds. Reaching down, she touched two sheep horns, then an upside-down broken bowl. Under that was what felt like “an ear of a cow,” she said. “But when I took it out, I thought, ‘Oh my God, it’s a shoe.’ To find a shoe has always been my dream.”                 FROM www.nytimes.com 


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Poem – ” A Place In The Middle”

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You are so far ahead

I am so far behind

You are glowing and golden


I am tarnished and flowing

unbuffed, in the rough


My glow will come (if it comes at all)

yeras into the fray


Is there a place for us

somewhere in the middle?

not to quibble-

but you are so far and away

I am so working, to my dismay. 


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Flash Poem # 7 ” Give Me A Clue “

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I feel your aura breeze over me

mine, ebbs between your toes, up your back

please don’t give me any flack

are the cards stacked?


The dice loaded?


Will you be true?

I haven’t a clue.



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Dancing In Philly!!!! Free Energy – Live At Five /104.5

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Have a thoughtful evening!


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Friday Night Koanic Advice To The Lovelorn And Torn

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not talking
he said
she said


not talking

YOUR walking

AND talking


not talking

he said

she said

He’s not talking to you

So keep walking and talking

never balking

at the endless talking


(Whew, that took a long time of talking to myself…)

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