The Dark inside

Bitten by a dog, the child is young, develops a phobia, doctor calls it normal, given the experience. Everyone agrees, who could recover from such an experience, a young man, full of spirit and intense with his ideals, wants to see the best in everything, wants to see evil punished, believes in his country, well, someone better will come along. You are now a marine sir, is soon sent to Vietnam, returns shell shocked, addicted, life is never to same, the expert says so, everyone agrees, who could recover from such an experience. Others call it a disability, a situation you can’t deal with, but a situation others can handle, so you are different, based on your experiences; are we agreed, yes we are!.

25% of the world, addicted in some form, the numbers are actually higher in truth, so many of us are good at disguise, he is busy all the time, she is a career girl, busy. Turn on the TV, listen to the radio, what is your profile, what time of day, advertise laxatives to the elderly, advertise underwear to the young, one group interested in being able to live with a little dignity, the others group interested in personal appearances; the dark inside, getting the balance right.

Solomon heard of fishing, it had been going on a long time.

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Old Times – a re blog

TV Land My favorite Westerns When I was very young We had no TV A radio is all we had I remember this to be. We all gathered around And listened to the Jack Benny show And popular songs we sang along At least the ones we know. Then […]

via TV Land My favorite Westerns~by rldubour — OUR POETRY CORNER

Getting Married, or where did all the years go!

marriage, they were drinking in a downtown bar, an early house. Seven in the morning, the heads were drowsy, the hangover affect, the brain slow to engage, the words just a mutter, a sigh, a fart, what a life.

“Life is a marriage!”

What do you Mean jack?

Well, the day your born your into it, and the day you die you dissolve it, isn’t that a marriage. His friends looked at him, maybe that was it. Divorce was akin to a breakdown, a RETREAT. They shake their heads, his companions. You got it wrong they say. Marriage is a relationship bond, the promise to hang together not alone on the journey. When we get carried away, children arrive and we settle down.

The same way life is a marriage, the older you get, the more becalmed you become.

The Gallery Girl

Nerves, a shake of the hand, the opening of the exhibition, will there be anyone around. She read the blurb, how they extol the works of those long gone, who didn’t make a penny from it, yet they praise them all around, for the cost of buying the art today. The Gallery girl has no such illusions; she has heard all the talk, knows a certain truth, nobody does it for cash, they do it to show off the talent, a form of Gift, amen.

In war truth suffers first, the latest blockbuster about the Vietnam war, another example. Then it’s the artists, did the Dixie Chicks…

Dixie chicks really complain about the war in the Middle east, a million dead and injured many years later, on account of the rush to the front, like all artists, those with minds of their own, they offer a truth of their own.

How will God judge the exhibition, she is a believing gal; her talent is obvious, a gift. Will he wonder from exhibit to exhibit, or just look at the price tag and decide. Imagine it, God and the price we put on everything, in order to justify doing something about it; Gallery Girl Hurry up, there is an opening there for you too.

Tony Soprano and the Jury

That’s not how it works, it’s different, the men are arranged around a table, it’s judgement day and the news is not as expected, a twit found the funding and made a movie about the commencement of the Vietnam war, it’s released the same day as the  men with canes and worn walks have to attend a special hearing of the heavenly commission, the life they lived is being weighed up. On account of the authority they yielded, they are seen as high value persons.

Everyone is treated the same, whether your a made man or not!,  Tony adds with a half smile, and points at each one of them; you all had a hand in this man made mess, so what do you have to say for yourselves. An old man opens his mouth when his dentures fall out, his jaw continues shaking as he tries to put the dentures back in. The old geezer sitting next to him says “why don’t you try super glue, that way they’ll never fall out!”

This is serious says big Tony, there is only so much; a room load outside awaits the decision, the minions of these once powerful men.

So what have you to say about yourselves?

Old Alfred turns to George, “I told you we should never have got rid of Kennedy!”

What’s Kennedy got to do with this asks Tony, who is the Heavenly district attorney, he senses an even bigger scalp.

“Kennedy, a peace loving Irish dumb ass, what does he know about business except for his Father who bought it for him!”

One Day

She lies on the bed, the tired body and the heavy head, sore from a bruising. You will meet worse than me he said, years before, when he spoke to a so called friend of the thug who helped end her life. Really sighed Solomon, could anyone be worse than what he was looking at, someone who preyed on the vulnerable, dosed them with drugs, to keep them under his control. Not likely sighed Solomon to himself.

After many promises and interventions, and the missing friends: they too had a life to get on with, she finally is overcome, a victim; the blame put on the descent into alcoholism. She knocked on many doors, sought help from many corners, all she attracted were the wolves who preyed on them, those without back up or good friends. One day he sighed.

Solomon was recalling a friend, who had passed on this day years before, a true tragedy.

There is nothing you can do!

Really, the democrats and the republicans are going to own us all our lives, well good morning Mr Trump, you put an end to that. The women of Saudi will never have a voice, goodbye to that, that is changing too. Brexit, the world, the efforts of women to have a voice, the tiresome words of empathy that issued for so long, it was and is all change. There is plenty you can do about it, just do it, don’t try to explain it, otherwise they will play with you mind. Solomon encountered the Holy Spirit, the divine helper was on hand, and every day since, he discovered there was plenty you could do. Amen.

and the Promise of Jesus, I will send the Holy Spirit, well, he arrived, and S

olomon was asking every day since for assistance. and when they tried to upend him, well, the boss sent more help, when will they learn, God is inside us all, all who believe, amen.