slinky's Xanga

Maybe I'm Amazed

Sun, 08 Nov 2009 23:28:22 GMT

I just heard this song on Beatles radio and did not know who this is or what is going on in this scene...I just sort of like the banjo used in the music and a woman singing it seemed sort of interesting. I was looking for the Cindy Lauper version but it would not come up.

Inspiration at Three Am

Fri, 06 Nov 2009 08:28:49 GMT

Baby we had the Grand Canyon
Out on the west rim
Our own Skywalk dedication
With mother nature and the Indians
It was a night full of stars
Swirling around our heads
We held each other so tight
That even without the mescaline
We became one of them
We looked out from the glow
Holding the world on a string
Now if only we could figure out
How to rewind it back in again

©bk10/06/09

http://www.destinationgrandcanyon.com/skywalk.html

Lotus

Thu, 05 Nov 2009 03:33:37 GMT

Lotus

There is a melody that I belong in
From shadows of the moons secret garden
It knows the secret of my soul
Soaring to heights of love we’ve long known
As the violins sensuously climb
They steal your heart your soul your mind
So every night I’m here at to dine
With My Love and the moon entwined
In our own Secret Garden Lotus time

©bk10/04/09

The song inspired the poem. Thank you Secret Garden. If you are not familiar with their music check them out. They are one of my favorites.

Tuesday, November 03, 2009

Tue, 03 Nov 2009 23:13:54 GMT

The Last Rose of Autumn

Long stemmed
Tightly wrapped
She looks a little worn
Around the edges
Razor sharp coral
The depths of her beauty
If you can get past her thorns
Is legendary
The smell of this lovely
Beyond compare
The silk of her petals
Dries to the finest potpourri
She disappears in winter
She wants to be alone
But she'll be back
To make you fall for
The wonder of life and love
The beauty and sensuality
Of Mother Nature's call

©bk 11/04/02

I wrote this some time ago but the picture is recent and the last coral rose for this year. Michel reminded me of this poem showing his last roses in France which are fabulous. http://fauquet.xanga.com/715362370/roses-in-autumn/

Thanks for the inspiration Michel.

Wild Thing Starring Vlobb the Boglin

Mon, 26 Oct 2009 00:49:13 GMT

So I found Vlobb (he's the smartest of the Blogins) in a closet from hell I was cleaning out last week. I collect old toys and he it turns out is collectible...and fun for Halloween. His eyes glow in the dark and move back and forth and he has a pointed tail...I thought he was one of the monsters from "Where The Wild Things Are," but it seems (my son told me) he's a Blogin instead.

We (my son and I) saw "Where the Wild Things Are," yesterday and you need hankies for it. It's not funny and it tugs at your heart strings a lot. But it's a good movie and I would recommend it. (only not for small children)

(I took the Troggs Wild Thing and slide off as it was just too obnoxious for more than once or twice..haa drove me crazy)

Happy Early Halloween from bk and Vlobb!

Is it Halloween Yet?

Fri, 16 Oct 2009 00:39:42 GMT

I put out the Halloween decorations in the house so that counts a little. I miss ya'll so I'm headed back soon. My DSL internet connection has been on the fritz (probably because of all the wretched rain we've been having) and my car broke down (some kind of springy thing in the watchamajig) and the dog tried to run away (I made the last one up because this sounds sooo much like a country song gone wrong) Life keeps you on your toes but I need to get back into this groove too. Taking lots of snaps of what I've been doing and the orchids are back in bloom again... till then take a looksee... this is wonderful!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y_PIadFsvDk

bk

Friday, September 25, 2009

Fri, 25 Sep 2009 20:52:43 GMT

To all my readers....I must apologize. It is not like me to hang dirty laundry. I rarely rant unless there is something I'm passionate about politically. So I will keep the last post for timely reference (Still just...GET LOST....following me 24-7 is too much even for a sky vampire...Kiss) but have taken it back private..as it should always be. I'm off again and will be back at Halloween for some fun.

In the mean time take a look at this;

http://www.nasa.gov/mission_pages/cassini/main/index.html

Saturn will move into Libra on October the20th for two and one half years.

Banked (Yesterdays clouds and todays poem)

Tue, 08 Sep 2009 00:09:30 GMT

Banked

If clouds could talk
Mine would rumble
Blast off your socks
Throw you a jolt or two
Of lightning white enough to
Scare the bejezeus out of you
Oh but then they’d back off
Shooting you the middle blue
Get wispy and curl
Fluff up and look just like pearls
Stacked up so high you’d be amused
When they uncovered the sun
Just to send a clue
That maybe there was still
A little warmth left
To beam down some love
The cosmos had banked just for you

©bk-9-7-09

I'm still taking a break it's just I've been playing with this and just thought I would post one last poem...The rest of the new works will be banked...ha

Sunday, September 06, 2009

Sun, 06 Sep 2009 06:59:05 GMT

Wildlands

Sometimes I wonder
If you know me
Then I realize
That I am your wildlands
The way you are mine
Our dreams
Are as white water rivers
Wild fast and deep
As dreams can reach
Into the depths our souls

©bk-09-08-01

I'm going to take a break from the computer for a few months. I'll see you guys when I get back....take care.

The Right String Baby but the Wrong Yo Yo

Sat, 05 Sep 2009 14:15:29 GMT

RIGHT STRING BABY, BUT THE WRONG YOYO
(Perryman)
CARL PERKINS (Sun, 1957)

Right string baby, but the wrong yo-yo
You tryin' a-do me like you did before
No need hangin' baby 'round my door
You got the right string baby, but the wrong yo-yo
Right string baby, but the wrong yo-yo
There's no need to hang-a, hang around my door
I used to love you, but I-I don't no more
You got the right string baby, but the wrong yo-yo

Well Saturdaynight, I'm stayin' at home
You got your mind out, oh you wanna roam
You settle down and leave the others alone
You gonna love me litle baby or you'll never be my own
You got the right string baby, but the wrong yo-yo
You never do the things you do before
You say you love me, but you can't no more
You got the right string baby, but the wrong yo-yo