tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54756202009-11-22T06:20:59.502-05:00Blog containing the writings of buddy don. Includes poetry, stories, songs, novels, punditry, inanity, naval gazing, photography.buddydonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13506384697813040090buddydon@gmail.comBlogger1676125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5475620.post-22938293105336703192009-11-10T07:11:00.002-05:002009-11-10T07:14:51.660-05:00

i bin the kinda sick whar ye jes dont have no innerest in ritin nuthin much. mayhap tiz all that thar medicayshun.innywho, i hope to git back at it one of these daze ...

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CosmosOne need not travelThe earth’s far places to quenchThe lust to wander:Any lake, mountain or streamIs a cosmos to explore.

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BaritoneNo Baritone needPlay villain in life’s opera,Though easy fame be tempting,Corruption ubiquitous:Choose heroic roles and soar.

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DarknessIn darkest hours,The new day concealed by shade,I wonder what comes,Whether pain, love, even death —All hopes and fears possible.

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SnowIs that snow uponMy head, my cheeks? Those gray whiteHairs? Reminders that,However much I dread it,Life’s cold winter approaches?

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ForgeThe heart is the forgeIn which we temper passion,Purge impurities,And steel our inner resolveTo return hatred with love.

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i bin havin lots of dreams here lately, witch most of em ends up in migraines. odd thang is how ever one of em is about dyin. taint everbidy that dreams bout thar own death (or the death of whoever they be in the dream), but that seems to be the sangle common elemint in all of em. heres the furstn that i kin recolleck:i wuz lyin in my own coffin, witch thay wuz a slew of folks fixin to sprankle

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back this summer whenever thay wuz all that talk bout them eclipses, i writ a cuple of waka. i bin trine to keep ritin, but with these hedakes, i caint hardly see to do nuthin. but heres a cuple i had dun (i am trine to git back to ritin n readin n not havin a migraine ever day of my life!).Solar EclipseIn sudden darknessWe find ourselves at midday,Looking to the sky,The sun’s loving light dimmed

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HolesThe big leaf of life,Filled with holes for migraineurs,Huge missing piecesOf memories, histories,Is precious for each cruel flaw.

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i figgerd twood be proper to give ye a lil update on how thangs is a'goin with my migraines, witch i havent bin able to git thru three daze without havin one since july 8. i dun seen a slew of doctors bout it n seems lack twont ever end, ceptn thays always hope n i have dun bin a'countin my blessins, witch thays moren i kin mentchun, startin with miz bd, who she takes keer of me n sticks by me no

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i sumtimes wish i could be lack that big ole oak tree that wuz a'growin in grandie's yard ... nuther migraine day (after a nuther migraine night) ... nuther doctor to see today ... tiz true, sumtimes, i druther be a ole oak tree lost in a forest sumwhars ...OakConsider the oak,Standing naked and upright,Bending in the wind,Freezing in icy snow, yetNever a word of complaint.

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thanks to them migraine hed-akes, this has bin one of the wurst summers of my life. but i jes notissd that sumbidy writ eem a review of shoot the devil, witch ye kin git yer own copy over at amazon (n read a cuple other reviews) here (cumpleat with waka writ fer ye [ifn ye give me two wurds fer a topick], a chop in chinese that means 'wandering hillbilly' n my verr own signatchur).but even ifn ye

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SalamanderThe salamander,Easily living both inWater and on earth,Unafraid of injury,Proof of regeneration.

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SalmonBehold wild salmon,Swimming freely through wide seas,Coming home to spawnIn death, feeding all others,An orgy of sacrifice.

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MockingbirdHumble mockingbird,Merrily singing for all,Master of music,His own, that of other birds,And even that of silence.

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ScarsStill trying to healFrom traumatic wounds that leftUgly, wicked scars,Clues from which to reconstructThe crimes that caged my spirit.

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jes wonted to post a lil note to let ye know i am still here even ifn i aint bin postin. all summer long migraines has bin a'killin me n turns out thays a lil problem causin nausea that made me thank i wuz gittin more migraines than i wuz. but i aint posted much on a counta the heavy medicayshun, witch it make my hed feel deddern it duz whenever tiz a'hurtin frum a migraine ... but without the

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i am a'hopin that i kin git to wurk n stay thar this hole day. i am a'hopin that i kin git my short term disabilty tuck keer of. i am a'hopin minny a thang today.as ye mite could figger out by now, i have bin bout as sick this past munth as ever i kin member. it all started on the 8th day of july when i knew i wuz in pane but figgerd is could wurk thru it. i dun it n dun the same thang the nex

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i aint bin able to rite much lately on a counta havin the longest n wurstest migrain i have yet had in this here life. odd thang bout it is how it prooves that even ifn ye git the best health keer cuveridge ye kin git, thays still a'gone be sum folk standin betwixt ye n yer doctor.fer eggsample: i wint to see my neurologist, witch that thar insurants cumpny woodnt let me pick a speshulist on a

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StretchThe prime of one’s lifeSeems to stretch out lazilyLike a panting dogOn a summer afternoon;Autumn winds blow all too soon.

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i aint writ a post in a while on a counta how i have bin in migraine hell fer whut seems lack ferever but caint be but a week or so. me n miz bd has tride to track it, witch tiz hard on a counta i dont all ways add mitt that i am a'havin one. i reckun i wurked thru two hard daze with them hedakes last thursdy n fridy, but they set in with wurser n wurser simptums till on mundy twuz as panefull as

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WinningIt does not matterThat athletes should spend their livesSeeking perfection,Striving to become the best,Yet failing ever to win.

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after a while, all them firewurks pitchers gits to looking the same, but thays one that kindly stands out fer me, witch i kindly look lack a huge bow-kay of flowers ... click on it to see it big ...ifn ye wonta see all them pitchers i tuck of the macys fourth of july firewurks display, click this here lank.

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ConceptionPotential lies stillIn her warm silent bedWhile deadly struggleCruelly eliminatesAll but one of her suitors.

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