The Truth can match wits with anyone!
[[It has been ten years now since anyone in Michelle’s family has befallen a calamity so we are starting to think we will have our wish to be joined. My family with Michelle are my greatest fans. My sons tell me to not lose faith and we will be together on the farm!!
I hope everyone is having a delicious farmer’s basket of fried chicken, deviled eggs, pickled sweet potatoes and pickled onions and cucumbers washed down by hot chocolate and/or chamomile tea on this fine day.
Michelle and our family and their Church friends have control of two of my websites which are “blueseahorsesreef” and “rainontheroof” – both of them have quite a bit of poetry on them.]]
[GOOD NEWS: Michelle states by Civil Service emergency phone lines that she will be able to visit with me in the near future!!!] [Usually the phone lines are credited with being manned by a large media concern rather than the government.] [[I love Michelle whom I know loves me!]]
[[Here are suggestions from the INK Smudges family::
My Michelle likes Miles Davis’ album “Miles Plays for Lovers.”
Disc 1 – 06 – Spring Creek [George Winston]
Disc 1 – 02 – Anywhere Is [Enya]
12 – Sweet Georgia Brown [Sidney Bechet]
Disc 1 – 01 – My Funny Valentine [Miles Davis]
Disc 5 – 09 – Silver Scale [Tangerine Dream]
Disc 5 – 10 – Jamaican Monk [Tangerine Dream]
[[ ‘Absurdity and Irony’
Irony, “You seem really with it this morning, Absurdity”
Absurdity, “I should tell you the same but you wake up to a Starbuck’s latte every day.”
Irony, “What is your secret this morning?”
Absurdity, “I had a breakfast latte this morning. First you make an English breakfast tea and then you add a couple of packets of hot chocolate. By the way – Happy Valentines Day!”]]
[[Absurdity – what is the rumble on the attic stairs?
Oh! You heard me! I didn’t hear anyone when I landed head first at the bottom of the stairs.
I didn’t hear swear words so I knew you didn’t hurt yourself.
Now Irony you aren’t supposed to hear swear words from someone who is absurd.
How are the stairs now Mr. Absurdity?]]
[[Irony, “Where are you dear?”
Absurdity, “I am practicing my speech for the election. How does this sound? “Wannabe, wannabe, wannabe — woe be gone quick!””
Irony, “Wannabe is too long for a one word rhyme.”
Absurdity, “How does this sound, “Wabbe, wabbe, wabbe — woe be gone quick!””
Irony, “Good honey. We will be sure to have the local businessmen over for beer once a month.”]]
[[Absurdity, “Irony dear, I hear your sister’s car was in a wreck.”
Irony, “Yes DEAR! I warned her about loaning her car to even a steady.”
Absurdity, “Yes dear but love sees no blemishes. Probably she will be asked again when the car gets home!”]]
I have a brain
Which though inundated
Allows me to think
Then rethink my latest!
The rain falls on insane
Because another word
Allows me to consider
What I might be when absurd.
Long, long it was
Before I came again
To such a word as such!
Such such must be rich
Or what can I think
When I am thinking again
About such an absurd word
As much such!
Doesn’t one when thinking
About the word absurd
When it was a very happy word
Consider the alternative
That such imbues absurdity –
A niche under the sister sun
And the howling moon
Last seen before the conclusion
Of both antebellum and postbellum!
He should have been!
He was that good – that great.
Once there was a player
Who was so good he was great.
He did not make the wall.
The first time he just lost time
But the last time
He garnered voters for all time.
He now is a shiny new dime.
He was that good – that great.
He should have been
So he must have been
And so for all time he is!