Wednesday, November 23, 2016

Day 49 to 50 Celebration "Plus" Thanksgiving message


Golden Anniversary

(November 25, 2016)

 

Chosen? to be “Blessed”---Oh!...”Simple” me

In “Perfect” Authority He bequeathed Thee

Life-serenity ebb-flow on a turquoise amour-sea

 

And, should this Rebel! Rascal! Rogue! Gain---Love!

Then, could such thistle in wild-wind ever soft glove

So, would share love-nest thou angelic pure white dove

 

Darlin’ girl-child twice blessed enhanced perfect-pleasure

Attitude-bright love-life enjoy nature an easy true-measure

Four “children-grand” golden crown jewel glowing-treasure

 

Confess: Ne’er do well; Transgress: Never amount to worldly much

Forest-floor musty leaves, Morrel pops, Red-ear spawn and plain such

Yet, in kind-heart in gentle-soul of spirit-wild sows me true love-touch

 

Two hearts independent syncopated-beat rising symphony-melody

A sacred promise-prayer forever pure-pledge eternal celestial fidelity

“Green acres” farm-boy honors nature, plants trees; to miss---a vacant pity

 

Quick-tempted to follow pine-scent wind-born of the purple mountain-call

Climb the summit pinnacle to view an eagle from above to stand proud-tall

My Oregon-blue Pacific mistress beckons seductress to challenge faux-fall

 

Me gypsy-spirit refuses root-bound be held; the wild wide-world awaits

On a pond winter-frozen grey-steel ice sheen tempts innocent blade-skates

There, in a north-whistling frigid wind I kissed thee into a future never late

 

Oh! Silver wing-ed unicorn wild-freedom restrained in a tether-halter

Set free me spirit-dream to join adventure-imagined might never falter

Soar yon universe, slide rainbow color, view flutter-by at spiritual-altar

 

Perhaps? Me Love! Me honored trinity proud-displayed on golden gonfalon

White letters bold-pure on red pennant unfurled proclaims victory fair-won

I delight Live! Love! Laugh! In Faith! Family! Freedom! Perpetual---un-done

 

Me angel-babe smooth-paves life’s calling lane half a century plus several eons more

Any map I cast aside, rules defiled; an Independent-Individual seeking a fantasy shore

Our talented boy and girls, and Thee, scribe sweet notes on me precious serendipity score

 

Proudly! Lovely Lady Candice Leah

I display, quite honored: I Love Thee!

Then. Now. Forever more: Happy Anniversary!

Love, Carl
 
 
Plus:
 
 
 
Thanksgiving
 
Faith! Family! Freedom! Ah! Yeah!
 
Seems so absolutely---Simple!
In my black & white world…It IS!
 
Recently, I wrote: You are more than welcome to board
my train for the adventure-ride; if you choose “not” to
participate, fine, just don NOT stand on the tracks!
 
“You” are cordially invited to the Thanksgiving feast;
Yeah! We already have a “turkey”---I’ll be there!
 
What a day! What another chance! What a challenge!
 
Okay! So “Uncle Harry” or “Cousin Betty” will assuredly
be there. So? Maybe you’ll choose to be absent.
Your personal choice; your personal loss. Choose wisely.
 
Thanksgiving is “one” of those special times, “a sacred day”,
as it were, a chance at “Reconciliation”! Bury the hatchet?!
Not “literally”; only metaphorically. A challenge for “Forgiveness”!
 
Wow! Christian charity! Do “you” have Any? Practice Any? Ever?
 
Just “one” day! Just “one”! A chance! An opportunity! A challenge!
 
Elvis’ talent is an inspiration to me. The “Crooner King”! Amen!
He sang: Why can’t every day be like Christmas? I say: It can be!
 
Okay! So? We blew Thanksgiving; In one month we get another chance:
Christmas! Can you tether that cancer-“spite” for Christ’s birth celebration?
 
Blew it, too? Well! Okay! There are more noted holidays coming.
 
For me? “Simple-I”---every day is…Christmas!
 
So? Well, maybe it’s just too easy for me? Really? How so?
 
Well! I chose to be “Santa Claus”! Every day! All the time!
 
Happy Thanksgiving! Merry Christmas!
 
Have a “Great” life! Practice Christian charity generously! Amen!
 

Tuesday, November 22, 2016

Day 48 to 50 Celebration


In closing---a brand new…beginning…

 

So? Y’all think the last fifty ride was a nifty treat?

Beginning now, I’ll be all-wild! Hold on to your seat

 

“Welcome aboard!” Don’t miss it standing on the platform-stay

Join my fun journey? Great! Just do not stand on the track-way

 

I sense the energy! Smell wild adventure! Taste love-life delight!

“He’s crazy! You know? He’ll dare-try anything that he just might”

 

That Rapscallion! Rebel! Rascal! Rogue! Debonair! Cavalier!

Courageous! Daring! Calls out evil twin sisters: Worry and Fear

 

“What” he simply can’t do? Such denial, he simply never knew

A kid of imagination-universal. Was it the baseball he threw?

 

Riding the range with a masked-Ranger and Tonto-intrepid

Soaring with Superman incarcerating evil criminals-imputed

 

Cool! In Levis, cowboy boots, western-style shirt, mirrored aviator glasses

Respectful and kind, even considerate; “That guy” takes no bully-bad sasses

 

And, so what of me, now? Just the very same as “then”. Me thinks

Nitroglycerin wild-unpredictable resulting explosive-Boom!-Hijinks

 

To a true-simple future (not once ever late):

 

On the ’morrow-dawn sensing I do arise “Good morning! World!”

A Rocky Mountain summit calls, or Ozarks, maybe Oregon-swirls

A dare-chance on a whim, golden aspen leaves corkscrew-down twirl

If the entire tribe will trek, I’m all-in, holding hands with my best girl

 

But, yonder, I spy a hill to climb; what adventure awaits on the other side?

Yellow warm sun devours a cold morning fog caressing an Oregon blue tide

A rhythmic white foam surf embraces soft beach-sand poetic, my spirit abides

Beyond a far blue horizon what wonder might find across white caps I slide?

 

Pray! Oh! Lord! This gypsy-man! Why would any sane entity ever follow?

He brought me here, willingly caught, to heaven, from a Maeystown hollow

And---That pretty much concisely says it all, My Love! Beauty Candy-Lady!

Just one more day after the last, let the good times roll…Yeah! Baby!

Amen!

 

Happy 50th Anniversary! Love, Just “Simple-me”

November 25, 2016---Carl

Monday, November 21, 2016

Day 47 to 50 Celebration


From there---to…Bliss!

 

Where to start? But, in the beginning---I love you!

With that first sight, soon tender kiss…I truly knew!

 

Life-sweet with two as one in yonder  honey-sugar swirl

Bundle-blessed exceedingly our beautiful “Beth”-girl

Onward---Upward! Adventure journey just begun

“Becky” joined us in our happy-chorus life-song

 

You designed the houses on paper while I nailed them tight

Seemed I had no material roots; just a gypsy-“nature” plight

Simple things to elegant value-virtue “magic”-touch dear lady

Pleasured-time: rain, sun, snow, ice or summer dappled shady

 

More “love” ingredients to our “dessert” life-recipe concoction

Z. Tyler, Lauren, Lexi and Anna Marie perfection-benediction

 

Off to Oregon adventure-space in that yon Great Northwest

The Rockies? Fine! Pacific-blue the romantic-rugged “best”

Back south to my home roots dear “Hill-billy’ Tennessee-flavor

Viewed a “Skeeter” sing “One Tin Soldier” Ryman-way favor

 

Beth’s desire for a horse opened a new pursuit for the family

We fell in love with equine pleasure-measure beyond enormity

 

Our progeny ride wild unicorns like any fantasy-wind

Joy in them for “Quality” persona they daily sacred lend

 

Been here and there and many spectacular places visita-seen

Occupied some “fine” abodes adorned with a life-love scene

 

And, me? A simple rebel, rascal, rogue, rapscallion with only Love!

Lovely Lady Candice Leah the Queen-spirit white consecrated dove

To place it all in clear perspective allow me concise to say:

In my way impossible---I simply…love thee more each day

 

As onward we intrepid travel future time and space please know

This “little” boy loves Thee, flutterbys, wild unicorns, fantasy rainbows

 

Happy Golden Anniversary!

I love you!

Sunday, November 20, 2016

Day 46 to 50 Celebration


Season-Kiss! Love-Bliss!

 

 

Fabulous-favorite swirl-soft flake-fluff regal-royal world-white

Light-dark daguerreotype on stark winter-scape pristine delight

 

Myriad rainbow-bright hues bundle children comfort tight-warm

Toboggan-run, ice skate-wild, enemy fort snow-castle play-storm

 

Dusk-fodder cattle, alfalfa-hay horses, sheep, check chicken roost

Bank-steep hearth-box coals for crackle-warmth sup respite boost

 

Mid-night black long frigid fabric-abyss blue diamond-studded

Blizzard-embrace lake-slick frozen-ice “snow-thunder”-thudded

 

Awake pale hinted-dawn pull goose-down comfort to chin-place

Observe night-freeze window-lite pane “Jack Frost” filigree-lace

 

Comes soon green spring rebirth-earth to begin but once again

To miss heaven-miracle absent; a-purpose? Truly, a mortal-sin!

 

Mother-wise intent warm-sun to shower-nurture Nature-pride

New life abounds bud-color palette myriad flowers morning-side

 

Hidden yellow Morels “pop” amidst leaves verdant-forest musky-floor

Sunfish-hybrid Red Ear spawn deep pools along willow-protected shore

 

Heated-summer breeds towering-thunderheads begets a torrent-wet

White-lightning jagged-shrieks crack hazard thunder-clap again-yet

 

Wind-billowed rain-grey sheets assault chop-surface white-cap

Hail-dance clubhouse tin roof beats music for outdoorsman-nap

 

Hint forest vibrant-color wardrobe-change clarion to harvest-bounty reap

Leaves don kaleidoscope red-orange-yellow-golden of robe-regal deep

 

Halloween-wild “Trick-or-treat” to gratitude “Thanksgiving”-feast

Christmas! Santa’s favorite bestow Love to all, even the very least

 

New Year celebrate! Earth to sleep, to rest, prepare for ’morrow-dawn

In comfort pleasant-dream love-memory satiated-spirit refused-gone

 

And, dare, in the end---begin…Amen!

Embrace! Kiss-wild! Love! Once again!

 

Amen!

Saturday, November 19, 2016

Day 45 to 50 Celebration


Life’s Obligatory Trinity

 

Funny how life condenses down, extraneous evaporates in mist

Fear not and follow Him, pleasure becomes preordained gist

 

Like:

 

Faith! Family! Freedom! Find, seek, pursue, display

Practice individual-independence! Truth dare to say

 

Then:

 

Live! Love! Laugh! Freely and Unashamed the secret be

Treasure find within thyself reveals the simple golden key

 

To:

 

Honest! Humble! Humor! Tease always at thyself. Quick!

Taste sunshine sweetness rays of honey-sugar, savor lick

 

With:

 

Praise! Honor! Glory! Offer prayer in every single mundane act

I: Should? Would? Could? Begin now! Lament no more regret-fact

 

In:

 

Father! Son! And, Holy Ghost! Trinity to easy pure-sacred boast

Allow I live receive entry invite to join celestial heavenly Host

 

For:

 

Naked! Meek! Alone! Stand I before His fateful Judgment Hand

In righteous light under halo bright white angel wings wide fanned

 

A Trilogy:

 

Nowhere from whence came I to join diverse communion company

Now here today my effort best celebrate sacred obsequious epiphany

Nowhere unknown future certainty redeem obfuscated perspicacity

 

Amen!

Friday, November 18, 2016

DaY 44 TO 50 Celebration


Rocky Mountains

 

Purple mountains mantled-white

Stole this heart with heaven-sight

 

Pierce cerulean deep celestial sky

Deity created on holy first day try

 

Palette-perfect multi-colored majesty

Earth robed in regal-beauty tapestry

 

Carpet verdant green cover slope warm tones

Deciduous tall trees among grey boulder stones

 

Muley deer, “Wapiti” elk, wild timber wolf parade

Roils water-white boulder-strewn streambed cascade

 

Tender kiss yon pinnacle Pike’s Peak summit

Roar Academy “Off wild Blue yonder” hum it

 

Puff-white condensation float blue abyss serene

Pine-green mountainside cleanses pure air clean

 

Yon cabin southern copse hidden in yon wood

Bridge ice melt highlighting stream it should

 

Gashed trail between green trees for winter fridge

Sweet ice cream treat awaits in ole Breckenridge

 

Might wind North along the Blue explore embark

Mirror reflecting pool enter Rocky Mountain Park

 

Pass through Craig, visit summit Rabbit Ears Pass

Up Wyoming-way view Yellowstone beauty-class

 

Vast high planes desert subtle hypnotic splendor purview

Across sage-purple Mesa fleet antelope herd mirage flew

 

Mile high city front range lives Old West Denver-town

Highway west to Golden eat cache Casa Bonita found

 

Lament sad distant skyline retreat in rear mirror scene

Soon come again to wonder expectation wild vista seen




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Thursday, November 17, 2016

Day 43 to 50 Celevration


Mountain Stirrings

 

 

Awoke this morn in pine-scented bough-bed to a greyish hint of dawn

Sniffed chill air, then spied meadow doe attending her wee spotted fawn

Thanked Him for another blessed day like all those before, now since gone

 

Pure snow-white peaks already kissed by yon sun way high up yonder

Shadowed verdant green to tree line splendor in holy awesome’s wonder

Yellow orb struggles to breach far summit at clarion distant roll of thunder

 

As day prevails to ban the night, now begin familiar mountain stirrings

My loyal range steed whinny-calls a demand for his early daily currying

A camp robber jay complains aloud while ground squirrels go a-scurrying

 

White-barked aspen golden leaves flutter in nature’s choreographed dances

At deep secluded blue lake there far off the wapiti herd silent purpose-prances

I tend fire the night-coals to stir up warmth which self-pleasure surely enhances

 

Fill ancient blackened pot with crystal water trickling from yonder natural spring

Slice bacon thick to the skillet-pan, add in wild onion or another delicate, tasty thing

Then, so completely satiated I might just challenge these tired worn vocal chords to sing

 

Stand tall to stretch old tan-weathered hands through clear cerulean blueness

Wipe clean yon trusty Bowie, then hone its edge to razor-sharp keen newness

Deep purple shadows recede relentless day verging softly violet hue-ness

 

Rustle up bunch grass for reliable ’ole Smoke’s awaited breakfast meal

Contemplate Almighty Artist’s vista; savor a distant elk’s plaintive bugle peal

Glimpse a silvertip at the river and a cousin-pair: a blue- and green-winged teal

 

Myriad fluffy white clouds invade the vast expanse of horizon western skies

Here, in this near-heaven, pathetic civilization, modest majestic nature defies

Though not a learned man in formal erudite prose, a tingle sparks poetic surmise

 

Snug lodge, part cave, some man, upon the comfort pine-y southern slope

Paradise shared by the Indian-girl and child ’til cold evil death did interlope

Broke tender heart, tore poor soul, yet spirit belief embraced eternal heaven-hope

 

The “then” was now, important, alas, until the fleeting-instant history-passed

To perceived “present” here and quickly gone in album memory-print amassed

Perhaps imagined “future” come through near obfuscated reflection-visions cast

 

Prepare sojourn on vacant trace to fragrant path ablaze in palette-vibrant color find

View clear His face while touch sublime gifts; to man and nature be always kind

In thy soul resides a sacred grace: mountain stirrings, wild winds purely refined