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Ticklefingers
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Louisiana

0 posted 2015-10-16 03:42 AM


Leaning on a thin wall rollin’ a smoke
Knowing the roof falls if it goes
Steppin' on out over thin ice today
Showin' how much I know

Took an old Nash out with a low tire
Racin' into the curve
Oncoming wide-eyed chicken twins
Wonder who’ll be first to swerve

Spun the cylinder on dad’s .38
Marrying the barrel to ear
Give the trigger a yank while toasting the Czar
Trusting there’s nothing to fear

Reaching great heights with hand over rung
I don’t need a license to fly
Circus lights praise my one-handed stunts
While the worried were waving good-bye

Trek the steel highway up to the rise
Wait for the squeak of the wheels
Run like the wind to catch up with the ladder
Then I’ll know how it feels

School bell’s tolling for whom I'm not sure
The phone says its rings are for me
Another day's freedom to spend on my own
Tomorrow I'll cover the fee

Wash what is filthy and fold up the rest
Sundays are no longer blue
The clothesline is laden with sins of my past
All taut, anchored and true

A sign in the heavens I read as my own
Believing all good works prevail
While my fruit bearing efforts fell short of the task
Everyone knew I would fail

Views from the top now come rarely
The bottom is cold crystal clear
It’s only what comes as familiar
These things held so close and so dear

Weighted with hopes of forgiveness
Is a burden not meant to be borne
Philosophers’ wit notwithstanding
It’s an oath I should never have sworn

She told me "play one for your supper Danny and maybe you'll get breakfast".

© Copyright 2015 Danny - All Rights Reserved
Lori Grosser Rhoden
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1 posted 2015-10-16 06:31 AM


Life is a beach and then you die..er ...ah...something like that. I like to think we aren't human beings having spiritual experiences, we are spiritual beings having a human experience. Sometimes the body suits can really be a trip. You have been blessed with a sense of humor to take it all in with (or at least project it back out again)That makes you a winner in my book. ~L
Lori Grosser Rhoden
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Fair to middlin' of nowhere
2 posted 2015-10-16 06:37 AM


pardon me for being so dense, I've been meaning to ask about the 88's.  Is that a pair of 8's like put 'em with a pair of aces and you got the dead man's hand or what? If so, what is the significance of a pair of 8's? Sorry I'm so ignorant. ~L
JerryPat2
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3 posted 2015-10-16 08:37 AM


"Wash what is filthy and fold up the rest
Sundays are no longer blue
The clothesline is laden with sins of my past
All taut, anchored and true"

Throughout this poem each line is the catalyst
leading up to this verse, Ticklefingers, in my
opinion. I can just see n old clothesline laden
with the sins from my own past, allowing the bright
sun to cleanse and purge.

~*~ When they give you ruled paper write sideways. ~*~

Ticklefingers
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Posts 710
Louisiana
4 posted 2015-10-16 12:16 PM


Hi Miss Lori and JerryPat,

Thank you so much for your lively replies!

Today marks the day I was born. My birth certificate says that baby Ticklefingers was born 'live'.

My father always questioned that.

Anyway, I started to think about how I ever made it this far with no 'spots' on me. Perhaps you both and many others have rolled this question over a time or two as you sojourned up and down the proverbial 'road.

A sense of humor mixed with occasional fits of mischievousness has never left me. I take punches, but rarely throw the first, so I never won a title belt. My first wife of 20 years married me because she said I was 'happy~go~lucky' (a touch of 'sultry' for you there Miss Lori ).

She divorced me for the same reason.

Miss Lori says:
quote:
"we are spiritual beings having a human experience".

This is a fundamental belief in the Mormon religion.

As a piano plunker, '88's are a wish to bestow good fortune and happiness to someone.  (Though the relationship between extending "88's" to someone and the piano is purely coincidental, the old wish always feels appropriate and I always use it sincerely.)

JerryPat says:
quote:
"Throughout this poem each line is the catalyst leading up to this verse, Ticklefingers, in my opinion. I can just see an old clothesline laden with the sins from my own past, allowing the bright sun to cleanse and purge".

I see your point. You and I both know that's the thing to do. I love the scent of clean, fresh 'clothes'.

You all (y'all) have made me feel most welcome this time around and I want to thank you again and again for that.


88's friends      
      

She told me "play one for your supper Danny and maybe you'll get breakfast".

Lori Grosser Rhoden
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since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202
Fair to middlin' of nowhere
5 posted 2015-10-16 02:10 PM


Well Happy Birthday TF! I hope you find your day much to your liking. And if you get cake be sure to eat a piece for me! Don't forget to blow out some candles and make a wish. (Try not to violate any fire codes)
          


      
My first husband and I were together 20 years and today would have been our wedding anniversary. I'm not saying which one because that would involve math and thinking back and I'm not going there.


Have a good one ~L

Ticklefingers
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Posts 710
Louisiana
6 posted 2015-10-16 03:16 PM


quote:
"I hope you find your day much to your liking"

You have had a part in making it so Miss Lori!

88 (~) 'sultries' your way ...and thanks!

She told me "play one for your supper Danny and maybe you'll get breakfast".

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