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Old Boys
Riding down country roads
to local farms on a Saturday
with my granddad
to see equipment auctions
as the old boys cashed in
Standing there in bib overalls or Dickies
with their dark glasses on
smoking pipes and cigars
they'd talk politics or crops
their deep voices rumbling quietly
I was enthralled...listening to the auctioneer
rattle off prices at breakneck speed
for a Farmall tractor going once
going twice
Sold to the man in front...
Or grandpa would take me with him
to the local VFW Post 6464
on Thursday evenings
to play Euchre with his friends
I'd bring along a few dog-eared
Reader's Digest magazines to read
as they played
Every so often I would walk over and
say hi, see how grandpa was faring
Usually he was cleaning house
winning almost every hand he played in
The ladies would bring a cake
and we'd have that with coffee
It felt...comfortable in a way
I find hard to explain
Sitting there surrounded by veterans
men who still wore those black-rimmed glasses
and their hair was

Rhapsody In Zero GravityIs deep space silent?
Amid the revolving spheres.
In perpetual night.
Or does God whisper?
Echoing across light-years vast.
Filling the void with song.

The Guardian Wraith of Starlit SmokeOur sitting here by lantern-light together                
In the thick of a teeming snowfall;
The final golden glow,
Against the ancient sovereignty of night,
Like the last petal off a flower.                        
It is turning three hundred years
He never let the lantern drop.
The illimitable dark and cold and storm,
Whose work is to find out God;
And when they came it seemed with a will  
To carry me with them to death.                                                
                                 
What comes over a man, is it soul or mind-
(The Devil enters like a sapphire wasp)
Twixt what to love and what to hate                  
To find out how to get away from God?
         
No one has seen him stumble looking back                
From having died
Inaudibly in thought;
The sorrow of having been left behind.
         
The land was ours before we were the land's
And having it all made over new                          
From force to matter and back to force,
The alrea

Black-Hand SpadeOld green sedan
Rusting away in the tall grass.
Far from prying eyes she was
Took a lifetime to find her.
Saddle-tramp leather chaps
Hang from a rawboned frame.
Weathered jawline
Comfortable with smiling
Peers out beneath the sun.
Skeletons are friends we never found
Dreaming of lush riverbanks
So far from home.
Dust on the horizon
Blacksmith's heart slicing the hardpan.
A tremble, a tremble
Gallops that engine
Of war.
(She looked at me across the veranda
Sitting there at Scarsdale Plantation
While the ladies played croquet on the south lawn
And she smiled...)

So long ago.
Collins and I
We ride out under that western sky
Rolling 'tween the purple sage and tumbleweeds
No one to ask us why
Green sedan
You purr for me.
Hula girl dancing on the dash
Beckons sweetly...promising everything.
Sundown in the distance falling
Sunglasses reflecting;
Radio is singing lullabies
Of lost hearts and moonlit gardens...
And Collins just smiles that reaper's grin
Men call him Black-Hand Spade.

All Seasons PromenadeAll outside is dreary and grey
Jack Frost is preparing his speech
In his sharp baritone
Of icy points and dusty stars of white
From the northlands comes a hollow roar
Old Man Winter is striding about
Preparing to descend in a week or two
In all his glorious, furious might
In another year
You'll see Autumn at his dapper best
Arrayed in top hat, tails and spats
Till then he's in the Old Dominion
Sipping a mint julep with young Summertime
They discuss the Farmer's Almanac
While playing croquet or pinochle for laughs
Yet none of these compare
To that effervescent princess known as
Spring
Adorned in lilacs and cherry blossoms
Eyes that sparkle with morning dew
The forest glades now rendered in
Charcoal silhouette
To them she'll bring
Tender buds of kelly green
And the seasons will promenade
In their wondrous, ancient ways
Set in motion by almighty God
To Whom they render praise and laud.

AntarcticaSnowlands lost and frozen
Beneath the northern lights
Wind shrieks on dark shores
Here at the end of the world.
Beneath the northern lights
We gaze in silent reverie
Bank the coals and whisper
Ethereal dreams await.
Wind shrieks on dark shores
Icebergs glow ghostly blue
Forbidding desert vast
Wasteland of snow.
Here at the end of the world
Truth has been distilled
Amid the crushing roar
Of silence and renown.

The Hard ManIrish laddy with a lavender bent
The darling of society with zero propriety
Your wit is flamboyant, this is true
Though I doubt a Vermonter
Should trust a lech like you.
I've wandered the lanes of hardy New England
Learning the rhythms of their stoic band
Perchance to describe a snowy wood or
The sweat and toil of the reaping man.
You reveled in infamy
Flouting conventions with your blithe tongue a-stir
Sashaying with the ladies and lads, partying till dawn
Remarking that your "blue china" outstripped even you.
We both were born of a rare generation, I'll allow
The 19th Century in all her Victorian charms and strait-laced graces
Yet in your folly you bucked the prevailing winds
To your immediate detriment and eventual ruin.
As for me, I was nearly hailed a National Treasure
Having received a Congressional Medal of Honor
Not s'bad for a surly old codger
Whose fame was attributed to the common man.
Tis' sad that you were forced to break rocks
Laboring under an iron hand
If only you'd bee

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Hi folks! I'm a hobbyist photographer and writer. I love doing both...the sense of elation I feel when I find a great scene to shoot, or when the words flow onto the page seemingly of their own accord.

The best part of DA is the wonderful people! I've made some great friends here, and I urge you to look through my friends and watch list...my friends are truly gifted.

Current Residence: Michigan, USA :iconspeedycatplz::iconspeedycatplz2::iconspeedycatplz3:

Favourite photographer: William Eggleston/Lewis Hine/Margaret Bourke-White
Favourite style of art: Ash Can School/Art Deco/Surrealism/Industrial
Personal Quote: Those days are gone forever. ~ Pretzel Logic by Steely Dan
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Rest In Peace, Leonard Nimoy

Journal Entry: Sat Feb 28, 2015, 7:55 PM
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Known to millions around the world for generations as the cool, logical Mr. Spock of the legendary TV series Star Trek, Leonard Nimoy, aged 83, died this week. 






I remember watching Star Trek as a kid and being totally immersed in the adventure of it all. Spock, Kirk, Bones, Scotty, Sulu, Chekov and the others were "going where no man has gone before" but they somehow seemed...familiar, in a traditional sense, the kind of men and women who were not too far removed from role models in my own life.

Spock was the eternal cool customer; the Vulcan he portrayed could be counted on to deliver the necessary straight answer in a crisis. 


www.thedailybeast.com/articles…



And although he is most widely known for his iconic role as Spock, Leonard Nimoy was a director, author, poet, singer, photographer, husband, father, and grandfather.










Leonard Nimoy and Zachary Quinto


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DeForest Kelley and Leonard Nimoy

Nimoy - TOS Behind the Scenes - leonard-nimoy Photo



From 1953 to 1955, Leonard Nimoy served in the US Army Reserves, rising to the rank of sergeant.




A dapper Leonard Nimoy

Leonard Nimoy looking Dapper

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The Real Nimoy - leonard-nimoy Photo


Even though I never met the man, I admired him and his work. I wanted to post a few pictures of Mr. Nimoy as a tribute to a legend.


This short clip from the 1982 Star Trek film, Wrath of Khan is the best eulogy I can think of:






And in his last public communique, Leonard Nimoy left us with this wisdom to treasure:

Leonard Nimoy - leonard-nimoy Photo


A life is like a garden. Perfect moments can be had, but not preserved, except in memory. LLAP


R.I.P. Leonard Simon Nimoy AKA Spock
26 Mar 1931 to 27 Feb 2015











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"I can make a lord, but only God can make a gentleman."
~ King James I of England 1566-1625

"If you think it's expensive to hire a professional to do the job, wait until you hire an amateur."
~ Red Adair 1915-2004


"A Steely Dan concert is akin to witnessing the passage of a single multiplex vehicle the size of a motorcade or convoy, its various segments comprising limousines, ice-cream wagons, hearses, lunch-carts, ambulances, black marias, and motorcycle outriders, all of it Rolls-grade and lacquered like a tropical beetle. The horns glint, as it rolls majestically past, splendid, a thing of legend, and utterly peculiar unto itself."
~ William Gibson, Festival International de Jazz de Montreal 2008: July 2.


"I unconsciously decided that, even if it wasn't an ideal world, it should be. So I painted only the ideal aspects of it - pictures in which there are no drunken slatterns or self-centered mothers... only foxy grandpas who played baseball with the kids and boys who fished from logs and got up circuses in the backyard." ~ Norman Rockwell 1894-1978

"Let us upon new thoughts write antique verses."
~ Andre Chenier 1762-1794

"One must do coolly the things which are most fiery."
~ Hector Berlioz 1803-1869

Art is a force which frees the soul and through which one can grasp "certain rhythms of life and breath" which compel one "to fall in with it, like passerby who join in a dance; these rhythms compel us to set in motion, in the depth of our being, some secret chord which was only waiting to thrill."
~ Henri Bergson 1859-1941

"Hug and kiss whoever helped get you - financially, mentally, morally, emotionally - to this day. Parents, mentors, friends, teachers. If you're too uptight to do that, at least do the old handshake thing, but I recommend a hug and a kiss. Don't let the sun go down without saying thank you to someone, and without admitting to yourself that absolutely no one gets this far alone."
~Stephen King, Commencement Address, U. of Maine, 5-07-05


"And what guarantee, pray, have you that your life will last longer? Who will suffer your course to be just as you plan it? Are you not ashamed to reserve for yourself only the remnant of life, and to set apart for wisdom only that time which cannot be devoted to any business?

How late it is to begin to live just when we must cease to live! What foolish forgetfulness of mortality to postpone wholesome plans to the fiftieth and sixtieth year, and to intend to begin life at a point to which few have attained!"

~ Lucius Annaeus Seneca 4 BC- AD 65, on 'The Shortness of Life.'

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Scarlettletters Featured By Owner 1 day ago  Professional Writer
Thanks very much for faving my work. I appreciate it!
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CalleighBlack Featured By Owner 2 days ago  Hobbyist Writer
Hi. :D Thanks for favin' my speechifyin' journal, and anything else I haven't thanked you for lately.
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SamsSister Featured By Owner 3 days ago  Hobbyist Artist
Thank you for the fav
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twindisch Featured By Owner Feb 24, 2015  Hobbyist Photographer
thanks 4 watching :)
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Blacksand459 Featured By Owner Feb 24, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
You're welcome. Your work is excellent! 
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Bellligerent Featured By Owner Feb 21, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Thank you so much for the favourite!
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CalleighBlack Featured By Owner Feb 20, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
Wow. You are on top of it with faving journals. Cool. Thanks!
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Blacksand459 Featured By Owner Feb 24, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
:) Thanks!

Sorry for the late reply though! :blush:
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CalleighBlack Featured By Owner Feb 9, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
So...you faved my journal but didn't comment. Does that mean there's nothing weird about you??? Or is it so juicy you couldn't tell it out in the open like that? ;) I'm just playin' with you. Thanks for the fave. (But I am curious.)
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Blacksand459 Featured By Owner Edited Feb 9, 2015  Hobbyist General Artist
Oh, I think there is plenty weird about me. ;)   I didn't want to scare you away.  And I'll fave stuff so it's easier to find later. 

I have a thing about tight clothes; they have to be loose. Like, it's an actual BIG deal with me physically. 

And I am a complete moron when it comes to women. One time, me and my cousins went to the mall. Very pretty salesgirl walks up to me:

Lady: Hi! 
Me: Good! (in a loud voice)
Lady: Okay...

In my mind, she had already said hi, I said hi, and then she asked if she could help with anything, and I said no, I'm good. 

In my head. 

SO, when she said hi, I skipped all that in one second and blurted out: Good! 

I'm also single by the way. ;) Surprising? 
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