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The Lady in the Dell
Contributed by
softerware
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Saturday, 2nd June 2018 @ 08:55:18 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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She was pretty so she simply let life happen to her.
Never short of offers from her choice of ardent suitors.
Content with living day to day, she made no future plan;
With just enough to make ends meet, and armloads full of fans.
The day came when she realized that she could not retire;
While she trained replacements that they planned to hire.
How fortunate that fast food chains employ the elderly;
She came cheap; and joined the sheep who showed up faithfully.
Too late to wish she had a skill; to late to marry well;
She greets us all at window two, each time she hears the bell.
Plan ahead, the lady said, because it takes endurance;
To serve those lines at 89 to pay for health insurance.
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Re: The Lady in the Dell
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by RussellReinhardt on
Saturday, 2nd June 2018 @ 11:54:13 PM AEST
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How often this tragedy has played out and will continue to play out for all time. We humans take it for granted that when tomorrow comes it will sort it self out. Not very wise, we would do well to take you wise advice and plan for tomorrow cause it will be here with the next sunrise
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Re: The Lady in the Dell
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by JamesStockdale on
Sunday, 3rd June 2018 @ 04:16:30 AM AEST
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Russell said it very well.
Sad but often true.
My last day at work is the day of the funeral. |
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Re: The Lady in the Dell
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by Former_Member on
Sunday, 3rd June 2018 @ 08:33:25 AM AEST
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funny, I like the fast food place
where you drive through,
how would I know being vegetarian,
my daughter too the SAT this morning,
my wife and I were worried, why
were we worried, the kid always
took these sorry tests like they were
made for apes, she scores, always
scored higher than most kids dream
to score.
And she/'/s cute, my wife is of Aisan
decent, and my son looks of Asian
decent too, but she looks right out
of the pages of an old Irish beautiful
girl, smart as heck, so darn head strong,
and I go and get her a pancake
breakfast from McDonald/'/s
sitting there waiting in my car,
hey, maybe I could work there,
hey, Hi, thank you I say to the
lady, I could be her, if I was a she
I am looking at the whole opperation
where there behind the window there is
a whole lot going on, and they have
to wear this uniform,
And then I look at the stones
and the plants and its a nice nieghborhood
And I think, I want to steal some of the plants
and the rocks, I could use them in my
own backyard.
Do you know how expensive river rocks are,
how much college cost.
Damn I wish I was smart.
I think I/'/d make a good architect.
There is nothing on the Mickey D/'/s
menu I would choose to ever eat.
I pull out the credit card,
I no longer think about what things cost
a byproduct of a merger some poor
stiff makes, it/'/s all about investments
and paper, paper, papers they make
bags out of, and place 3 pancakes
and two hash browns into,
And I/'/m still listening to David Gilmore
riff about the dark side of the moon
Anyway, I will check my email
17OHprogesterone - somebody
in Canada is asking me if we claim
it, yeah we do, we do, but we never measured
it with the assay you use.
yatta, yatta, yatta,
I walked fifteen miles today
and it/'/s only twelve noon, and I/'/m hydrating
myself with coffee.
How nice things are.
Peace!
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Re: The Lady in the Dell
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by Former_Member on
Sunday, 3rd June 2018 @ 09:22:25 AM AEST
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marooned, Earth view from space,
just sitting there seemingly still and floating while it
turns, day after day
away, the break of dawn, ride high
into the heavens a few measures closer
to all the closest stars
you/'/re a progeny, only now, just
for the first time, catching a glimpse
this view, they always sought
So they were unified
And they dreamt the same
but never talked
You are a button on my coat
And nobody knows what that
is like
to be marooned in such a vision
as this
my heart beats same as theirs
same as a rock, hurling itself
into the void
I am the lady in the dell
Peace!
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Re: The Lady in the Dell
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by Former_Member on
Sunday, 3rd June 2018 @ 09:46:37 AM AEST
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it could be the man
in the deli
the man in the deli
he piles the meat high
he would ask you what
kind of bread do you like
he would work his hands
so expertly over your body
of hunger
using vinegar and oil
and some hint of pepper
yet the pepper is not freshly
ground, it seems like
dust, but he does not sneeze
thankfully there is a sneeze gaurd
But do you want it toasted,
I know it/'/s hot outside today
and I feel like a cartoon
now
I go to Costco to think
and I find an aisle where
nobody ever goes
there where they stack
computer paper, and
toenail clippers that
you have to buy in
bulk,
nobody goes there
why would they ever,
and it makes me feel
special, as if I could
just leave my cart
and nobody would
ever try and steal it
I wish I could retire
tomorrow, I never liked
to train anyone, I was
never trained, I was
bending all the rules
all the time non-stop
all my life
And I remember
ooh, I remember
my youth,
that first moment
when I knew
something would
be expected from
me and all my
friends, all my pals
and the comparative
thought, the differentiation
far less than cosmic
at the time
to be mortal
to walk a certain
way
to reach down
and to touch
with clarity---
a jewel
Peace!
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Re: The Lady in the Dell
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by Former_Member on
Sunday, 3rd June 2018 @ 10:08:41 AM AEST
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you know you
might have a
motive
where sheets
of glass
or though the
rain falls
baby the rain must
fall, Glen Yarbrough
a musty voice
all the dust settles
like sheets of glass
listen to the smell
down the road
to the fast food
some drive through
or a microwave
dinner
it is a cottage industry---
please remember this
now
my Juliet
style root
Peace!
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