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Revisiting White Christmas (April 30, 1975)
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Revisiting White Christmas (April 30, 1975) |
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icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows 
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Some days the ground shakes and I don’t remember why, each year it takes a bit more before the pieces fit so I can recognize the images again, you see, little earthquakes happen here all the time but no one pays attention, like chump change like the thump and crump of mortar rounds don’t make nobody jump, the dead don’t know what hit ’em and they don’t care that I’m alive so I keep moving, like when the temperature was rising. I always stay busy today, for me it’s the best way to ignore the memories, though nothing makes them go away; we sure did tell some lies those days and make some promises, always tell them anything to get a kiss, but that’s the way it is when you’re stalking bliss in the world of political romance, and we sure did put on a good show though, bent them over the table don’t you know, theater in the round all around well look at that they’re all around, who would notice if a few more go down, and ever since Bing started singing the temperature kept rising. I was going out today, or maybe tomorrow, or maybe I could stay someone’s always willing to pay, even after tomorrow when there’d be no more tomorrows; my god how we gonna move ‘em all, how could we just walk away, would this hollow pearl really fall, how could it stand when it was built on spice and ice and opium, and there’d be no help at all just that last radio call just hitchers in the sky trying to survive when the temperature was rising. Could I go back to being someone in the world when being no one here felt so soft and comfortable that my own skin was my best shirt, and then there was all the money that I’d made, I wasn’t just crawling in the dirt I was a master craftsman, in a workshop where almost every other tool and blade seemed dull and bent someone like me was heaven sent; be nice though to find another trade, ‘cause here we were running out of shade and it didn’t help to be among the few who knew it all along, even before the temperature kept rising. Should we stay, no one asked me, those who could already knew my kind of stories always go over the side, am I really gonna leave hell I’m wearing all I need, OK I suppose I had to find a ride; time to hook a jump seat with the castle jarheads, we owed each other that at least; loud noises real loud the kind I just can’t hear, the kind that made me feel empty deep inside, would I be the last to die? Nah that slot was just filled. Semper Fi! Check the weather? Yeah yesterday, it was 105 and rising. ©2005, 2006 by icebox . |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
History does repeat itself. When the looping ends, I wonder how things will be. Hugs sent your way, Mr. C.......jo |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
"Some days the ground shakes and I don’t remember why, each year it takes a bit more before the pieces fit" Yes, I can understand this. Such a "real" write, icebox, that brings emotion tumbling down to eventually settle in a pool of sad ... and gratitude that my history is kinder on memory than yours is.  Helen |
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Bodger Senior Member
since 2005-06-12
Posts 1260Tolerance for a short time |
I suppose I had to find a ride; time to hook a jump seat with the castle jarheads, we owed each other that at least; loud noises I tend to read your stuff when you write Some loses you very quickly, others capture you from the beginning Yours as always captures me in it's words Dave |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Icebox....Amazing! the places you have been, yet they wash you up upon the same shore of poetry where I place my words.  |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
I so do look forward to every word you write. "too bad ignorance isn't painful" |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
Could I go back to being someone in the world when being no one here felt so soft and comfortable that my own skin was my best shirt, you always make me feel, when I need to most |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Just because. |
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icebox Member Elite
since 2003-05-03
Posts 4383in the shadows |
Thank you all for your time and thoughts. . |
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