Chasin' Chickens

[Du Lac]

Pic info..

AWESOME.....MYSTICAL ...MAGESTIC ...
MYSTIQUE ... INTRIGUING ...MEZMERISING
ZEN VIEW ... DEEP AND JUST A DAMN GOOD pic...

Hey Art..
here is the Artist and the name of the work:
Cranes Over Moon by Keiishi Nishimura

It can be purchased at...
Cranes can be bought here..

Just in case..
Du~

 

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Hey Art..
here is the Artist and the name of the work:
Cranes Over Moon by Keiishi Nishimura

It can be purchased at...
Cranes can be bought here..

Just in case..
Du~

You are to funny ...hehehe

I will paint something similar but simpler
on my wall <grin> honest ..I love the idea
circle of blue on my white wall and one of those
white cranes flying will be cool

Thanks Du

 

[My Erotic Tale]

okay...how do you enter a pic ?

 

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You might be a blue collar poet if you
find yourselves explaining the points
of being a man in your, 'son-it' needs a girls attention. <laughing>

<sonnet><get it>

You might be a blue collar poet if you anxiously
await reading the riddles one liners and jokes
on bubble gum wrappers

 

[Du Lac]

pics..

well I go to a site that has the image.. many times I put a key word in Google and go to images and see what is there.... when the image only is up on my screen I copy the address... then go to the mountain yellow and brown graphic above click it and paste in the address that should give you a pic.... lol..
here is one of my favorites.. and I thought you may like it...

you can check to see if the pic comes out by previewing the message..

this is my favorite artist.. Salon style from late 1800's to early 1900. French and a great detailer of skin... love his work.. William Bouguereau. The name of the work is called Evening Mood....

Another of my likes is...

The Angel of the Annunciation Annie Louise Swynnerton

Just a little fun for you..
Du~

 

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Thanks Du
I was afraid of that, I was trying to figure out
how to put my own drawings in there but if thats
how it works ...I like the old way of download image <grin>

 

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simpler days

Is there such a thing
as simpler days?
My mind races to remember a few
Like sitting on a creek bank
watching the water and world roll by

Or

The rainy day I stayed indoors
watched the idiot box
play a movie
made some pop corn
and became a couch potatoe

Or

Racing the wind on a bicycle
with a popcycle grin
drawing in the sand
making castles that wash away
simpler days

 

[Du Lac]

Inbetween (in the works still....)

Yellow Inbetween

Heavy rain soaked snow,
Thrashing towards the earth,
Suppressing rising yellow-brown rookery,
Terra of the in-between.

4791 miles,
dividing
the physical us
World of the in-between.

A yellow ware mug, purchased for you,
Sipping, warm, rich coffee,
Lips meeting on a shared rim,
Dissolving the in-between.

Encapsulating blond shower stall,
Fluent hot water rolling over goose bumps,
Sitting, looking up, your manhood alive in my mouth.
Watching you float inbetween.

Lemon walls, echoing lust,
Spread open and vulnerable,
Deep expulsion within the cavern of trust,
I scream lost inbetween.

4791 miles,
dividing
the physical us
Universe of the in-between.

You are blue, I am green,
Me blue, you green?
Fusion of spirits
Yellow inbetween.


more to come... still needs work..
Du~

 

[Du Lac]

Yellow Inbetween

Heavy rain soaked snow,
Thrashing towards the earth,
Suppressing rising yellow-brown rookery,
Terra of the in-between.

4791 miles,
dividing
the physical us
World of the in-between.

A yellow ware mug, purchased for you,
Sipping, warm, rich coffee,
Lips meeting on a shared rim,
Dissolving the in-between.

Encapsulating blond shower stall,
Fluent hot water rolling over goose bumps,
Sitting, looking up, your manhood alive in my mouth.
Watching you float inbetween.

Lemon walls, echoing lust,
Spread open and vulnerable,
Deep expulsion within the cavern of trust,
I scream lost inbetween.

You are blue, I am green,
Me blue, you green?
Fusion of spirits
Yellow inbetween.


with out the repeat line...
Du

 

[Du Lac]

this is an old rhyming one..

Break the Seal

Now, the time for me to know,
Who to stay and who to go.
Fateful dance of life does show,
One by one, they ebb and flow.

Change is here now to stay,
Destined one held at bay.
Children serene, dance and play,
All the while they know the way.

Alone we march towards the light,
Praying with all our might,
For the truth to blind our sight,
From the self, we must take flight.

In ourselves we find we need,
Time to soak, cry and plead,
Desires of lust we fill and feed,
All the while the lost do lead.

Silent ones, quiet and strong,
Time is now , you think me wrong?
Tell your truth, all you feel,
Open the door, break the seal.

dlt © oct 2 2004

 

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I love what you Du

excellent, when I grow up,
I want to write like Du, you

 

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I am the subtotal of my accomplishments
I am the weary years wore
I am the collective pool of my total thoughts
I am ...me

 

[Du Lac]

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I am the subtotal of my accomplishments
I am the weary years wore
I am the collective pool of my total thoughts
I am ...me

Like this Art.. simple, honest and truthful...

Warrior and child embodied soul,
Naive voice breathes her truth,
Gutter no longer her home,
She glides in her truth,
Wearing a crown of gray hair,
Earned through struggles with denial...
Crone bows now to the maiden...

LOL.. she is diving deep now..
Du~

 

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<smile> thanks I needed that

 

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weed your garden
mind your temperment
hone your skills
learn to feel
walk humble
for if your nose is in the air and it rains...hehehe

 

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I got bumped
nudged
hugged
teased
winked at

I might have even got bitch slapped
I don't know
it didn't hurt

every turn I turned
I met some body I knew
and even a few,
who were new

some aren't so friendly
glaring stare I feel
from the tone of their words

I 'whooped' in a quick rally
dodging adds
and shit that looked like Spam

the hustle and bustle
from highway to waves
was crowded today

I shrug
squeeze into a slot
rattle my say
turn away

stretch my arms wide
as I turn and look out my window
across the open field
at the tranquil river
flowing by

Maybe I'll write today!
The silence broken when
the cat speaks "NOOOOO"

 

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I should make a zen master poetry thread

 

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Together
in unity
but not

They gather
at the summit
of their day

together
expressing passion
and sharing

They gather
willingly and eager
yearning enlightenment

together
they ring laughter
across the globe

They gather
drawn by poetic desires
to tool the pen

 

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Shadow moved
in the darkness

so I watched with keen eye
blackness
mezmerised

I heard a movement
my ear turned
trying to see

silent strides
shadow walks
but
noisey chants
of boredom

prejudice was never an issue
with my all black feline
'Shadow'

 

[Du Lac]

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Zen Putty

Stroking, burying the vibrant reds,
covering blood with Zen putty,
healing rituals of atonement,
painting walls, colors renew.

Choices to be made,
cycles to be broken,
red disappears,
tranquil clay, shaping disciplines.

Self induced sophism,
fades with each new morn,
whispers of truth emerge,
serene wisdom reigns.

Once Tellus kissed,
past shattered, future devoured.
I felt your dis-ease,
denied through my dreams.

Serene wisdom, perceptive paint.
Shut down.
Run, hide in the red.
Ancient rhythms, irretrievable.

An owl floats in my soul,
screeching painfully at self,
imperfections found in the walls,
step back and beauty lives.

Time you need, to see your strengths.
Crafty is fear, when we love too deep.
Red fading, Zen putty molding my heart.
Owl loves patiently.

dlt © March 14 2005

 

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Zen Putty

Stroking, burying the vibrant reds,
covering blood with Zen putty,
healing rituals of atonement,
painting walls, colors renew.

Choices to be made,
cycles to be broken,
red disappears,
tranquil clay, shaping disciplines.

Self induced sophism,
fades with each new morn,
whispers of truth emerge,
serene wisdom reigns.

Once Tellus kissed,
past shattered, future devoured.
I felt your dis-ease,
denied through my dreams.

Serene wisdom, perceptive paint.
Shut down.
Run, hide in the red.
Ancient rhythms, irretrievable.

An owl floats in my soul,
screeching painfully at self,
imperfections found in the walls,
step back and beauty lives.

Time you need, to see your strengths.
Crafty is fear, when we love too deep.
Red fading, Zen putty molding my heart.
Owl loves patiently.

dlt © March 14 2005

Oh Du~
I like it I Du~
Du your doing Du~~
mmmmm bows humble and then goes and plays
with zen putty <grin>

 

[My Erotic Tale]

Up on a high ridge
over looking a deep canyon
two sprouts
reached for the sun
on the edge

twin trunks dug deeply over the years
while both stretched towards the heavens
high winds helped them brush each other
now and again

years unfold as one tree
leans away from the steep drop off
in fear
the others roots gripped tight
and leaned out over the canyon
in awe

storms and rain and beating sun
found a day when there was only one
tree left standing while the other
lay fallen deep in the canyon
across a creek

I wonder if the other tree knows?

 

[Du Lac]

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This was beautiful Art... so sad and true.. in lifes silly ways... love your mind..
Du~