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Twittering One
~ * The Animal Rescue
Site ~ Click the purple button
To feed an animal in need, every click gives a bowl ...
http://www.theanimalrescuesite.com
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Double-A
~ Click! ~
Double-A
nightbat
Double-A wrote:
> Commander Double-A
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> Double-A
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nightbat
Ok and hello 1st Lt. Officer Twitty, and let's get all the auk
coffeeboys to Click cause Darla said they would be good for something!
carry on,
the nightbat
Twittering One
To illuminate the candle of our dream,
Trace the sense of the dead women who roam
The polders of Netherlands, cultivate
A grid, our garden labyrinth, light short
Fuses ~ Of the candle ~ ! So follow
The synaptic spark, a lark in her flight,
The light a spider to the wine cellar leads.
Or, illuminate the dusk, your aria,
An outcry, spark of the reassumed one,
To fly the distance of an arc a lark embarks
For Thee ~ Know, the senses of the dead women,
Who with a splendid spy glass, spy upon
The red ~ winged plovers, wake as dreams
Who we plan this evening to exalt,
Or swallow a splendid tranquility,
Effervescent bubbles of a vintage year,
To illuminate the flask of our dream.
So unlock the hatch of the wine cellar,
The Life of Lustrous brims, spills over,
Half full ~ Of The Candle of Thee ~ !
Our stars in fluted stems bubble over,
Such stars illuminate our village.
O, where lurk our sparkling ones ~
Our superb guests, Cabernet and Chardonnay ~ ?
Off Twitter & Folly fly for La Grande Pomme,
Off for The Hunt of Mssr. Edward Gorey
& a puppy ~ headed, most scurvy monster.
Say, Au Revoir ~ !"
~ Mum of The Morning Wood
Twittering One
Now that the fields are dank, and ways are mire,
Where shall we sometimes meet, and by the fire
Help waste a sullen day; what may be won
>From the hard season gaining: time will run
On smoother till Favonius reinspire
The frozen earth; and clothe in fresh attire
The lily and rose, that neither sowed nor spun.
What neat repast shall feast us, light and choice,
Of Attic taste, with wine, whence we may rise
To hear the lute well touched, or artful voice
Warble immortal notes and tuskan air?
He who of those delights can judge, and spare
To interpose them oft, is not unwise."
~ John Milton,
Sonnet 17
Twittering One
Wine comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye;
That's all we shall know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you, and I sigh."
~ W.B. Yeats
Twittering One
~ Dom Perignon
"There comes a time in every woman's life
When the only thing that helps is a glass of champagne."
~ Bette Davis,
"Old Acquaintance"
"Three be the things I shall never attain ~
Envy, content and sufficient champagne."
~ Dorothy Parker
"Champagne is the only wine that leaves a woman
Beautiful after drinking it."
~ Madame De Pompadour
"Champagne's funny stuff. I'm used to whiskey.
Whiskey is a slap on the back,
And champagne's a heavy mist before my eyes."
~ Jimmy Stewart
"The Philadelphia Story"
"My only regret is that I did not drink more Champagne."
~ Lord Maynard Keynes,
On his deathbed
"I drink champagne when I win, to celebrate
. . . and I drink champagne when I lose,
To console myself."
~ Napoleon Bonaparte
"The feeling of friendship is like that of being
Comfortably filled with roast beef;
Love is like being enlivened with Champagne."
~ Samuel Jonshon
Twittering One
Warm fire
Full moon
Easy chair
Empty plates
Soft words
Sweet songs
Tall tales
Short sips
Long life."
~ John Egerton
"Here's Champagne to our real friends
"& real pain to our sham friends."
~ Merrylegs
"Some friends wish you happiness,
& others with you wealth ~
But I wish you the best of all,
Contentment blessed with health ~ !"
~ White Chalk
Twittering One
May the splinters never point the wrong way."
~ Chardonnay
"May the road rise up to meet you;
May the wind be always at your back;
May the sun shine warm upon your face;
And the rains fall soft upon your fields;
& until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of her hand."
~ Leonardo
"May you have warm words on a cold evening,
A full moon on a dark night,
& the road downhill all the way to your door."
~ Kibbles
"There are good ships,
& there are wood ships,
The ships that sail the sea
But the best ships
Are friendships
& may they always be."
~ Who
"May your troubles be less
& your blessings be more,
& nothing but happiness
Come through the door."
~ Cabernet
"May those who love us, love us,
& those that don't love us,
May God turn their hearts,
& if she doesn't turn their hearts,
May she tie bells their ankles
So we'll know them by their jingling."
~ White Stag
"Accept that some days you're the pigeon
& some days you're the statue."
~ Malbec
Twittering One
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Blog, I'll warrant ye, or dog? Who knows. Pass the grog!
But if ye see me lost pup, please bring that scurvy dog home!
I got Leon a brand-new bone, with a chest full a' booty.
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Twittering One
I'm troubled.
O, my cup brims over with bubbles ~ !
Bedazzled, and fizzy ~ !
My joys are doubled.
When you come to the Tree,
Should the Hangman refuse,
These Fingers, bearing Treasure,
Could unfasten the Leash.
I'm bubbling in a cauldron of trouble,
O, but my bubbles are brimming stars
Of Champagne, simple and plain.
My joys are doubled,
I'm all fizzy and bedazzled,
Slurping and burping Champagne bubbles ~ !"
~ Leonardo
Twittering One
~ Master Minor Byrd
"O, I'm a Deade Dog who's awoken;
I'm a woken dog who's speaking.
I'm a dead awoken dog who's no longer sleeping ~
O, but I hear Twittering weeping."
~ Leonardo
Twittering One
As white as Cleopatra's melted pearls."
~ Lord Byron
"Champagne with a fluffy white tail,
Off for the Shimmering Sea, we sail ..."
~ Twittering
"O, which way the Mummies,
How about some caviar other yummies ~ ?"
~ Folly
Twittering One
I'll give you a scratch behind the ears.
If in horse latitudes, we linger or flounder,
I'll Huff & I'll Puff. I'll call for Puffin Prancer.
If in The Isle of Galapagos we find ourselves feeble,
I'll summon a very wise Beagle,
To tell us a Fable and join us at table."
~ Master Minor Byrd
Twittering One
I'll swim The Poole of Tears, out of my grave,
Paddling wildly; I'll banish my fears.
Her part in me I could not keep from death,
I'll paddle madly, long after I'm out of breath.
Though peril to my modesty, not death on't;
Champagne I'll swim with foaming whirls ~
Madcap perils, Baroque as Cleopatra's pearls,
My Tale I'll tell, if Dutch wags join us, Dogonit ~ !"
~ Leonardo
Twittering One
Are we there yet ~ ? I enclose a lovely pic of The Capstan.
Please rotate. I sincerely hope you are swelled.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Courtly_love
Love ...
~ Twittering
~ * Stages
Of Courtly Love * ~
* Attraction to the lady, usually via eyes/glance
[Done that]
* Worship of the lady from afar
[Done that]
* Declaration of passionate devotion
[Done that]
* Virtuous rejection by the lady
[Yes, you've done that]
* Renewed wooing with oaths of virtue and eternal fealty
[Done that]
* Moans of approaching death from unsatisfied desire (and other
physical manifestations of lovesickness)
[Thrice succombed]
* Heroic deeds of valor which win the lady's heart
[Good enough yet ~ ?]
* Consummation of the secret love
[Not yet]
* Endless adventures and subterfuges avoiding detection
[Still ahead]
____________
* Adapted from Barbara Tuchman.
Codex Manesse, 71v, Kristan of Hamle
(Medieval Lovers, pulled in a basket)
~ * ~
Twittering One
Madness, off we sail for a madcap
Caper ~ Sport your nightcap,
Garner spirits, from your vessel,
If crystal or of paper,
Distill effervescence, body solid, of vapor.
Quintessence, our stars, with Phantom's Light,
We must gather for supper under candles bright.
Mark your points, adjust your astrolabe,
Your map to navigate each tossing wave.
Calculate X & Y, data point's constant, please save.
For Z, figure out your target,
Chart's dead reckoning. If land sighted, mark it.
Craft your vessel, if crystal or paper ~
Distill effervescence into solid body,
>From Ether's airy vapor.
~ The Annotator
Twittering One
'book of birds' genre was published.
Its colour plates were made by Christiaan Sepp, draughtsman, engraver
and cartographer in Amsterdam, who also engaged in biological studies.
The text was written by Cornelis Nozeman, a minister of the Remonstrant
church, with an interest in natural science and biology. The book was
published by Sepp's son, Jan Christiaan, a bookseller by profession,
but, like his father, well at home in the art of engraving and biology.
Koninklijke Bibliotheek ~
National Library of the Netherlands * ~
http://www.kb.nl/galerie/100hoogtepunten/068-en.html
~ * ~
Twittering One
Don't. Give us time to get beyond
~ We whom at each turn sheer walls of text
Sweep from one staggering vista to the next ~
That listener's Oh. Discriminate, respond,
Use our heads? What part? Not the reptilian
Inmost brain ~ seat of an unblinking
Coil of hieratic coldness to mere 'thinking.'
Yet it branched off, says fable, a quarter billion
Years ago. A small, tree-loving snake's
Olfactory lobes developed. Limbs occurred
To it, and mammal warmth, music and word
And horror of its old smelled-out mistakes
~ Whose scent still fills the universal air?
PLUG AWAY ENFANT YOU'RE GETTING THERE"
~ James Merrill,
"Scripts for the Pageant"
[p. 332]
Twittering One
Folly and I, her wing in my hand,
Boldly we go, if slightly out of sorts,
Unafraid to sail without a plan ~ !
In my other hand, a splash of Port,
Savored, a swallow back I toss.
If run aground, our Vessel's lost,
Whose Pleasure swills as contraband.
O, the Waves are plaid,
My map is checkered ~
Woe. My compass points its needle
In search of safer shore,
I ask no more,
But for my Vessel's answered riddle.
O woe. My map's fallen off the record."
~ Twittering
"A creature, I see, sports checkered plaid,
Argyle, his name, Tartan clad."
~ Folly
"Come, sweet Souls,
Let's banish Sorrow ~
Come. Tag after me and follow,
Tales for you, never told.
The Corridors of Bereavement
For you sprout Beaver's Mint
If mourning, yours,
Number back the years,
Backwards, from the morrow ~
Swim boldly though The Poole of Tears.
Come, sweet Souls,
Let's banish Sorrow ~
The Corridors of Bereavement
Sprout Beaver's Mint in the grass.
Let's swill a chirping glass.
Bereavement's Song can clear
The Vapors of Despair
And make us light as Air ~ !
Add a sprig of Beaver's Mint,
Shake vigorously, splash over rocks,
And pour ~
Toss back, swill, and swallow.
A swallow's song will banish care.
Swill and swallow. Your socks,
Are they pink, purple, or Argyle ~ ?
The Corridors of Bereavement
For you sprout Beaver's Mint,
My job, to guide you there.
Hopscotch each checkered red square,
Until you land squarely on Square Noir ~
A square, half-lit under a star,
'Tis very close, not too far.
O, but your socks must be Argyle,
Or you'll not get through The Turnstile."
~ Argyle
Biker Local
what is pegasus
what is hercules
spring be coming;
i heard 2nd week in February the F temps well rise again.
and to think the mid evil times was last ice age. 300 years ago.
and a time or two detroit was under a mile of ice. now there is a inch
or more.
and the north pole was under 3 miles of ice.
and now there is 75 feet.
and greenland when it breakers well stop the oceans belt.
and the ice age well return.
for them holes there well not freeze over. butt well mullein down and
crash into the ocean.
50 years till the end.
butt every one wants the warm weather and says what global warming what
a joke.?. it is so cold here.....this is not cold. the flowers trees
have buds and ice over the buds.........
well we or the world do drastic weather changes to come.
unless we all pitch in and change.
ride a bike and walk.
we here in rec running might no the comings.
butt look around you when you run and walk and bike.
I see a zillion cars and me myself and I......
I see a zillion sports suv and I see them dress in hundreds $ in sport
stuff and I see some stronger and better then me...
and I smell gym.........and I smell money....... and I smell there gone
in less thens minute. never to be seen again butt they se me and they
only know how to insult and take and bill........I smell laughters and
completions from ethereal wealth to win win ad win again and again and
richer and richer and richer they be come and aye.
and me walk wth more and more broken joints and bones.
and I look for ways to feed the animals.
with broken joints.
ad again they fly down the road with boom boom on the radio and I am
told again by rich people and there 100,000.00 a year pay check. that
they are poor. and they has to beet me ove and over again......
and I smell they feed a fish in a tank.....and work some more telling
me.....that I aunt so.........
One day soon, would like to just go,go and go, with a backpack,bike
and tent. ride the trails and roads. and return too.
plesent trails
Lowtuc Zow
Twittering One
What is Pegasus,
What is Hercules ~ ?
Spring be coming."
~ Zowtuc
"I never did repent for doing good,
Nor shall not now: for in companions
That do converse and waste the time together,
Whose souls do bear an equal yoke Of love,
There must be needs a like proportion
Of lineaments, of manners and of spirit .."
~ Portia,
"... & what of merriment,
Or use of Beaver's Mint, if lost your Love,
Or your heart too full of Woe,
& too cruel, such heckled taunts from your Foe ~ ?
What color sox,
If flung upon sharp, jagged rocks,
If so, Whom doth warm your chilly toes ~ ?
For my fingers, yes, I sport warm gloves,
A gift to me from Too dove-grey turtledoves."
~ Twittering
Twittering One
My salad days,
When I was green in judgment: cold in blood,
To say as I said then ~ ! But, come, away;
Get me ink and paper ~ !"
~ Cleopatra
"Deartest Hostess of The Mummies ~
To what end, how fine a point, your ink and paper,
For what daze does your gaze bedazzle,
If white your pearls, but grey your days ~ ?
In days of darkest spirit, does your candle's taper
Light the deepest night,
In shadow's half-light,
Doth your ink aptly think ~ ?
Forsooth, if so, a right fine caper
With my Quill, I, too, will scribble
In my memoir tonight, if fluttering letter,
In flight ~
Homeward bound, takes wing unfettered.
I quibble not."
~ Folly
Echosyn
Go easy on the drugs; it is quite apparent that you can't handle them.
Try Dr. Andrew Wiel's SSP principle.
-Echosyn
Twittering One
I wonder, is this a new planet, or effect of clover."
~ Twittering
Twittering One
My byrd wings whispers back to me your life."
~ Twittering
Twittering One
"They followed the girl up some steep corner-stairs without meeting
any one, and stopped in the dark while she went on for a candle. They
expected every moment to hear Merrylegs give tongue, but the highly
trained performing dog had not barked when the girl and the candle
appeared together."
~ Charles Dickens,
"Hard Times"
Beginning runner
"Twittering One" <mourne...@aol.com> wrote:
> "They followed the girl up some steep corner-stairs without meeting
> any one, and stopped in the dark while she went on for a candle. They
> expected every moment to hear Merrylegs give tongue, but the highly
> trained performing dog had not barked when the girl and the candle
> appeared together."
Speaking of animal rescue, a friend of mine who is in training for her
first ultra (the Way Too Cool 50K in March) volunteers at the Marine
Mammal Center in Marin County. Yesterday she had to rescue a seal lion
that had swum upstream to near Tracy, and then made its way overland
about 3/4 of a mile to a diary farm, through farm, and into a stall in
the barn.
Here is what she wrote about it:
Well it was definitely a good thing I had planned on today being a
'rest' day from my running! *grin*
I was sitting on the couch playing on the computer when I received a
call from The Marine Mammal Center (TMMC) about noon and was called out
to drive nearly 75 miles into the Central Valley of California to
potentially rescue a California Sea Lion. This particular sea lion had
swum up the San Joaquin portion of the delta (Sacramento/San Joaquin
rivers) that eventually feeds San Francisco Bay and into a slough that
feeds that. He hauled out and made his way overland through a pasture or
two, through a feedlot at a dairy, and hunkered down in one of the
feeding sheds at the dairy.
This is not the first sea lion we have rescued that far up the delta,
but a rescue from out of a dairy cow barn definitely rivals the one we
did off of the back of a California Highway Patrol car in nearby Los
Banos back in 2004!
The Sacramento NBC television station was there for the action. The
article and story can be viewed at:
Twittering One
Twittering One
What is Pegasus,
What is Hercules ~ ?
Spring be coming."
~ Zowtuc
"The name of the public-house was the Pegasus's Arms.
The Pegasus's legs might have been more to the purpose;
but, underneath the winged horse upon the sign-board,
the Pegasus's Arms was inscribed in Roman letters.
Beneath that inscription again, in a flowing scroll,
the painter had touched off the lines ..."
~ Charles Dickens,
"Hard Times"
~ * Good malt makes good beer,
Walk in, and they'll draw it here;
Good wine makes good brandy,
Give us a call, and you'll find it handy. * ~
http://www.19thnovels.com/hardtimes.php?c=6
~ * ~
Twittering One
Globe en Central Park. But Hal is Deade,
Even if, before his untimely demise, very well fed."
~ Tyche
Twittering One
When Spirits ring from quarters, airy ~
For, in the merry month of May
You'll hear a song, no matter what you say.
Ripe vine, the merry cheerer of the heart,
Will yield a cup or Spirit spilling Art
If song, your drink, hails a bright canary.
If silence most offends, to be merry best,
Stand fast, your grievance. Be not contrary,
If bidden, merry bells clink fast. If sad, confess.
Though Destiny say, So ~ ! Be merry, a caress,
A merry carafe, hear, your canary, a pretty one.
This merry Bryd sings Peace, when all is done.
Say, O, this was a merry message ~ !
Now, down your sparkling beverage."
~ Argyle
Twittering One
~ Leonardo
"And bid the merry bells ring to thine ear;
Sport your Doggles, if Google fails, your vision clear."
~ Master Minor Byrd
"Well, if ever I do see the merry days
Of a well-aimed quiver, target missed, a maze
Into I amble, will I know a Minotaur,
If acquaintance I make, or shall I meander
Toward center, my companion, binoculars ~ ?"
~ Leonardo
"I'd like to be a tall giraffe
Drinking Perrier from a tall carafe,
I'd slurp a straw and sport a scarf
And utter elegant remarks."
~ Chardonnay
Twittering One
Who often quotes E. M. Forster,
Decants without apologies.
I'll study the French Symbolists,
Pose as an Existentialist ~
Query me, if you're unclear,
Yes, I'll confess, grape's my fetish.
I'm a Certified Sommelier."
~ Merlot
Twittering One
My temperament to sign agreements with fools."
~ E.M. Forster
"Nonsense and beauty have close connections."
~ Merlot
nightbat
Twittering One wrote:
nightbat
I'll always be affectionate nutty and batty for you Officer Twitty!
at your service,
the nightbat
Twittering One
Predecessor spectacular
Of a Puccini dragonfly ~
A duet, our aria, you and I.
You'd play a silver clarinet,
I'd wind up our String Quartet."
~ Merrylegs
Twittering One
A very leafy fence, our vine embroiders,
Verdant blush, ripe our grapes, plucked as favors.
Vintage yields, bare feet dancing, fruits of labor."
~ Merlot
Twittering One
The Diatonic Dittymunch plucked music from the air,
He swallowed scores of symphonies and still had space to spare.
Sonatas and cantatas slithered sweetly down his throat;
He made ballads into salads and consumed them note by note.
He ate marches and mazurkas, he ate rhapsodies and reels,
Minuets and tarantellas were the staples of his meals.
But the Diatonic Dittymunch outdid himself one day:
He ate a three-act opera --
And LOUDLY passed away."
~ Jack Prelutsky
Twittering One
Rests on his belly in the mud;
Although he seems so firm to us
He is merely flesh and blood."
~ T.S. Eliot
Twittering One
am the handmaid of the earth,
I broider fair her glorious gown,
And deck her on her days of mirth
With many a garland of renown.
And while Earth's little ones are fain
And play about the Mother's hem,
I scatter every gift I gain
>From sun and wind to gladden them."
~ William Morris
Twittering One
& through this place of
love move
(with brightness of peace)
all places
yes is a world
& in this world of
yes live
(skillfully curled)
all worlds"
~ e e cummings
Twittering One
In the belly of the grape,
Or grew on vine whose tap-roots, reaching through
Under the Andes to the Cape,
Suffer no savor of the earth to scape.
Let its grapes the morn salute
>From a nocturnal root,
Which feels the acrid juice
Of Styx and Erebus;
And turns the woe of Night,
By its own craft, to a more rich delight."
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
Twittering One
Yes, but you will my noble grapes, an if
My royal fox could reach them: I have seen a medicine
That's able to breathe life into a stone,
Quicken a rock, and make you dance canary
With spritely fire and motion; whose simple touch,
Is powerful to araise King Pepin, nay,
To give great Charlemain a pen in's hand,
And write to her a love-line."
~ Lafeu,
"All Swell That End's Well"
Twittering One
Click ~ !
~ * The Animal Rescue
Site ~ Click the purple button
To feed an animal in need, every click gives a bowl ...
http://www.theanimalrescuesite.com
~ * ~
nightbat
Twittering One wrote:
nightbat
Very well Lt. Twitty, it is done.
Twittering One
Twittering One
Sweep thy faint Strings, Musician,
With thy long lean hand;
Downward the starry tapers burn,
Sinks soft the waning sand;
The old hound whimpers couched in sleep,
The embers smoulder low;
Across the walls the shadows
Come, and go.
Sweep softly thy strings, Musician,
The minutes mount to hours;
Frost on the windless casement weaves
A labyrinth of flowers;
Ghosts linger in the darkening air,
Hearken at the open door;
Music hath called them, dreaming,
Home once more."
~ Walter de la Mare
Twittering One
Twittering One
at how, reaching the edge, he turns around...
... that quick step
revolving on the one hind leg, bringing the other down just as
the swivel ends, then giving over all the weight
to one front paw, onto each pad distinctly it would
seem, then onto number four and he's
around headed the other way
again."
~ Jorie Graham,
"The Sense of an Ending,"
"Erosion"
Twittering One
Down the valleys of Hall,
I hurry amain to reach the plain,
Run the rapid and leap the fall,
Split at the rock and together again,
Accept my bed, or narrow or wide,
And flee from folly on every side
With a lover's pain to attain the plain
Far from the hills of Habersham,
Far from the valleys of Hall."
~ Sidney Lanier,
"Song of the Chattahoochee"
Double-A
"All down the hills of Habersham,
All through the valleys of Hall,
The rushes cried Abide, abide,
The wilful waterweeds held me thrall,
The laving laurel turned my tide,
The ferns and the fondling grass said Stay,
The dewberry dipped for to work delay,
And the little reeds sighed Abide, abide,
Here in the hills of Habersham,
Here in the valleys of Hall."
op. sit.
Twittering One
as well a dark house and a whip as madmen do: and
the reason why they are not so punished and cured
is, that the lunacy is so ordinary that the whippers
are in love too. Yet I profess curing it by counsel."
~ Rosalind,
"As You Like It"
Twittering One
~ * The Westminster Show Results ~ !
http://www.westminsterkennelclub.org/2007/results/group/index.html
~ * ~
CLICK ~ !
Twittering One
CLICK ...
nightbat
Twittering One wrote:
nightbat
Thank you beautiful Officer Twitty, my Captain heart pounds
irresistibly. I pet click for you! Perhaps a Valentine poem for the
group would be nice.
Twittering One
TenKBabe
> "A dog walks into a doctor's office ..."
>
> http://dogsinthenews.com/en/news.php
Browsing that site, I found this story particularly touching.
http://dogsinthenews.com/issues/0201/articles/020129a.htm
tkb
Charlie Pendejo
> Twitty wrote:
>> "A dog walks into a doctor's office ..."
>> http://dogsinthenews.com/en/news.php
>
> Browsing that site, I found this story particularly
> touching.
> http://dogsinthenews.com/issues/0201/articles/020129a.htm
Wow, that's a terrific site. Thanks Twitters.
I'm giving up the little human news I'd been taking in; from now on
it's just doggy news for me!
Well OK. Anything involving, say, astronauts and diapers, I'm still
gonna read.
Twittering One
Call the roller of big cigars,
The muscular one, and bid him whip
In kitchen cups concupiscent curds.
Let the wenches dawdle in such dress
As they are used to wear, and let the boys
Bring flowers in last month's newspapers.
Let be be finale of seem.
The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream.
Take from the dresser of deal,
Lacking the three glass knobs, that sheet
On which she embroidered fantails once
And spread it so as to cover her face.
If her horny feet protrude, they come
To show how cold she is, and dumb.
Let the lamp affix its beam.
The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream."
~ Wallace Stevens
nightbat
Twittering One wrote:
nightbat
Yes, I love ice cream sweet Officer Twitty, glad you liked the
present I Team sent you, a special Space Rose like no other.
"Oh!, cold ice cream lips but so warmed by a tender kiss!
Let the cream of joy run down your cheeks, don't miss!
Oh! for the taste of those hidden folds, craving bliss!
Sweet is the cold ice cream lips, so warmed by a tender kiss!"
the nightbat
Twittering One
Very Edmund Spenser Ish.
"What more miraculous thing may be told,
That fire, which all things melts, should harden ice,
And ice, which is congeal'd with senseless cold,
Should kindle fire by wonderful device?
Such is the power of love in gentle mind,
That it can alter all the course of kind."
~ Edmund Spenser
Twittering One
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Out of the Darkness Overnight
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but be infused with New York City's vibrancy as you journey through
its diverse streets and neighborhoods, emerging at dawn with a renewed
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The American Foundation for Suicide Prevention's Out of the Darkness
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A suicide attempt is made every minute of every day. Don't let another
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Twittering One
We are the guardians of the gate in the rock.
The Two.
On your left and on your right
In the day and in the night,
We are watching you.
Wiser not to ask just what has occurred
To them who disobeyed our word;
To those
We were the whirlpool, we were the reef,
We were the formal nightmare, grief
And the unlucky rose.
...
This might happen any day
So be careful what you say
Or do.
Be clean, be tidy, oil the lock,
Trim the garden, wind the clock,
Remember the Two."
~ W. H. Auden,
"The Two"
Double-A
CLICK ~ !
And Happy Chinese New Years to you all!
The Year of the Pig has arrived, so eat hardy!
Double-A
Twittering One
A green goose a goddess: pure, pure idolatry,
Her name, Folly; her sister, Golly."
~ Cleopatra
Twittering One
We stargaze for our imagination and our soul.
We write on medical topics for our living.
Please note that this post is On Topic.
Thank you for taking the time to read us."
~ Twittering LSTOO & Folly IAG
Twittering One
While gazing Heavenward ~
This keeps my blood pressure lower-than-average,
& because I like to write about the stars,
I just want to let you know that my stars are crossed,
& yesterday my internet provider told me
I am Off Topic,
In danger of a Disconnect ...
So PLEASE jump into this thread
If you want to keep this thread alive
& keep feeding animals in need ~ !"
~ Twittering
"Heck, yeah ~ !"
~ Folly
"... or it may die under Cania Minor,
While my health declines,
& I will lose my passion for running
Or writing about my health."
~ Twittering
Charlie Pendejo
Charlie Pendejo
Twittering One
Twittering One
Now Jabba's put a price on your head so large, every bounty hunter in
the galaxy will be looking for you. I'm lucky I found you first."
~ Greedo,
"Starwars"
"Run for your life ~ !"
~ Folly
CLICK ~ !
~ * The Animal Rescue
Site ~ Click the purple button
To feed an animal in need, every click gives a bowl ...
http://www.theanimalrescuesite.com
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Twittering One
~ Twittering
Twittering One
~ Theodore Storey
Twittering One
My food, my fortune and my sweet hope's aim,
As I do live by food, I met a fool
And, in despite, I'll cram thee with more food ~ !"
~ Sir Cumference
Twittering One
Thou flea, thou nit, thou winter-cricket thou,
That winter lion, who in rage forgets."
~ Argyle
Twittering One
Hover through the fog and filthy air
With drooping fog as black as acheron ~
Contagious fogs; which falling in the land
And stain the sun with fog, as sometime clouds
Should make thee worth them. Blasts and fogs upon thee ~ !"
~ Black Chalk
Twittering One
Go bid thy mistress, when my drink is ready
And hail Breugeut, that lovely plumed canary ~ !"
~ White Chalk
MarkH
> "If music be the food of love, play on;
I've got a coffee mug with that line on it. It also has a graphic of
a portion of a piano keyboard with notes flying out of it. It was a
gift.
Double-A
Click!
Surf McBrowse
Thy micturations are to me
As plurdled gabbleblotchits
On a lurgid bee.
Groop, I implore thee, my foonting turlingdromes
And hooptiously drangle me
with crinkly bindlewurdles,
Or I will rend thee in the gobberwarts with my blurglecruncheon
See if I don't!
Douglas Adams
Twittering One
Is't possible the spells of France should juggle
As, nimble jugglers that deceive the eye,
How came he dead ~ ? I'll not be juggled with
A threadbare juggler and a fortune-teller,
Juggler, you ~ ! Since when, I pray you, sir? God's
Got to know, she very well told me so, too ~ !
Hark, herald, hail The Ilk of Too."
~ Kibbles
h squared
oh-
who here still holds their lovers
who here worries about little brothers
dying dogs and quiet mothers
(my son, circa 2pm)
he left it on the computer in an unsaved open file, and i'd like to save
it for him (as he's gone for the rest of the weekend) but i'm not sure
what to name the file. i was leaning towards "how i fucked up my son's
life". :(
h
Twittering One
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune--without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I've heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me."
~ Emily Dickinson
Twittering One
that it is almost an injustice to accept them."
~ Rod McKuen
Twittering One
Shows that faith does not prove anything."
~ Friedrich Nietzsche
Twittering One
~ Publilius Syrus
Twittering One
Thanks for being there
When I wake up in the morning.
It really helps."
~ Twittering
Twittering One
Here in the marshland, past the battered bridge,
One of a hundred grains untimely sown,
Here, with his comrades of the hard-won ridge
He rests, unknown.
His horoscope had seemed so plainly drawn,
School triumphs, earned apace in work and play;
Friendships at will; then love's delightful dawn
And mellowing day.
Home fostering hope; some service to the State;
Benignant age; then the long tryst to keep
Where in the yew-tree shadow congregate
His fathers sleep.
Was here the one thing needful to distil
From life's alembic, through this holier fate,
The man's essential soul, the hero-will?
We ask; and wait.
~ Crewe
Warhol
St Patrick regrets his not being an animal rights activist
http://www.hallmark.com/
click on the ecard link
Twittering One
Warhol
> The bear is very endearing ...
Animal and human rights activists are one
William Wilberforce who is
credited with being the prime
mover of slavery abolition
in the 19th Century, was also
an animal protector who
established a group for the
protection of animals.
Susan B Anthony and many
other American abolitionists
also felt no division between
human and animal rights.
The movie Amazing Grace
mentions that Newfoundland
fishermen saved the offal
from fish to feed the Caraibbean
slaves.
101 Reasons To Be Vegetarian
101 reasons VivaVegie Pam is veg
http://www.vivavegie.org/vv101/101reas2003.htm
http://www.britishmeat.com/49.htm
49 reasons this person
is a vegetarian
Animal Sentience
http://www.ciwf.org.uk/sentience/
Twittering One
Naturally it is night.
Under the overturned lute with its
One string I am going my way
Which has a strange sound.
This way the dust, that way the dust.
I listen to both sides
But I keep right on.
I remember the leaves sitting in judgment
And then winter.
I remember the rain with its bundle of roads.
The rain taking all its roads.
Nowhere.
Young as I am, old as I am,
I forget tomorrow, the blind man.
I forget the life among the buried windows.
The eyes in the curtains.
The wall
Growing through the immortelles.
I forget silence
The owner of the smile.
This must be what I wanted to be doing,
Walking at night between the two deserts,
Singing."
~ W.S. Merwin
Double-A
"On March 17, 2007, the US Food and Drug Administration (FDA) issued a
press release about the Pet Food Recall of Foods Manufactured by Menu
Foods, Inc. We are reproducing it here as a public service.
The Food and Drug Administration (FDA) has been informed that Menu
Foods, Inc., a private-label pet food manufacturer based in
Streetsville, Ontario, Canada, is recalling all its "cuts and gravy"
style dog and cat food produced at its facility in Emporia, Kansas
between December 3, 2006 and March 6, 2007. The products are sold in
the United States, Canada and Mexico.
The recall was prompted by consumer complaints received by the
manufacturer and by tasting trials conducted by the manufacturer.
There has been a small number of reported instances of cats and dogs
in the United States that developed kidney failure after eating the
affected product. Ten deaths, one dog and nine cats, have reported at
this time. The firm has undertaken extensive testing of the pet food
products in question, but to date has been unable to find the source
of the problem.
The products are packaged in cans and pouches under numerous brand
names and are marketed nationwide by many pet food retailers including
Ahold USA Inc., Kroger Company, Safeway, Wal-Mart Stores, Inc.,
PetSmart, Inc., and Pet Valu, Inc.
Menu Foods, Inc. has identified the potentially contaminated products
on the Internet at {see our first post in this thread:
http://www.dogexplorer.com/dog/index.php/topic,210.0.html }. Consumers
who have any of these products should immediately stop feeding them to
their pets. Dogs or cats who have consumed the suspect feed and show
signs of kidney failure (such as loss of appetite, lethargy and
vomiting) should consult with their veterinarian. Menu Foods, Inc. is
notifying retailers by telephone and mail and is arranging for the
return of all recalled products.
FDA is conducting an investigation and working with Menu Foods, Inc.
to ensure the effectiveness of the recall. Consumers with questions
may contact the company at 1-866-895-2708.
Consumers who wish to report adverse actions or other problems can go
to http://www.fda.gov/opacom/backgrounders/complain.html to contact
the FDA complaint coordinator in their state."
http://www.dogexplorer.com/dog/index.php?topic=210.msg622
Double-A
Art Deco
>DON'T EAT THE POISON DOG FOOD!
>
>"On March 17, 2007, the US Food and Drug Administration (FDA) issued a
>press release about the Pet Food Recall of Foods Manufactured by Menu
[screed flush]
What does this have to do with the Flowing Space Nonsense?
--
Supreme Leader of the Brainwashed Followers of Art Deco
"To err is human, to cover it up is Weasel" -- Dogbert
Twittering One
Double-A
> Double-A <double...@hush.ai> wrote:
> >DON'T EAT THE POISON DOG FOOD!
>
> >"On March 17, 2007, the US Food and Drug Administration (FDA) issued a
> >press release about the Pet Food Recall of Foods Manufactured by Menu
>
> [screed flush]
>
> What does this have to do with the Flowing Space Nonsense?
>
> --
> Supreme Leader of the Brainwashed Followers of Art Deco
You're all heart, Art.
Never had a pet?
Double-A