I followed the money trail
That sap laden root of evil
Through the land of Mordor
To the heights of Mount Doom
Only to discover
Under a shadow of gloom
The dark arts of Sauron
Veiled behind the illusion
Of a philanthropic institution
Euphemistically referred to as
A reproductive health foundation
Always in sight
That all seeing eye
Blazing bright
In a pitch black sky
Of perpetual night
By happenstance
Beyond mere coincidence
I came across Princess Eugenia
Daughter of King Xenophobia
And High Priestess of Eugenics
From the Golden Temple of Eriador
She seemed more lost than found
In that God forsaken land
In appearance
A comely maiden of grace
And beauty renowned
She greeted me eagerly
A humble Ranger of Middle-Earth
With a warm embrace
That conveyed without speech
The promise of much more
She then declared with glee
Her destiny to give birth
To the next master race
The glory of Gondor to restore
As foretold by Saruman the White
The Wizard of Isengard
And head prognosticator
For the Population Control Coucil
Located at the Rockefeller Plaza
In hot pursuit
For the fulfilment
Of such prophecy
This Eriadorian Princess
Beseeched me
To stay with her the night
Imploring …
“My ripened quim
flowing with sweet nectar
awaits your royal pleasure.
Betwixt our most
desirous loins entwined
shines the hope
of a triumphant future
demanding to be born.
Dearest Elessar,
(or should I address thee
as my Lord Aragorn?)
pay heed to my plea
and bequest to me the seed
of thine noble ancestry.
High King of the Dúnedain,
pray forget all about
that elf-maid Arwen.
Breed with the very best
as my pedigree will attest.
Maketh of me
your pure blood mistress.
‘Tis our divine right
to rule and reign over
the nine kingdoms
of mortal men.
A unified realm . . .
no matter the cost.
The rest bound to serve
with the worst weeded out.
‘Tis our destiny to succeed
where the Elves have failed,
as they retreat
and sail off to the West.
The future is a truly
united Middle-Earth,
ruled only by the strong.
By we of true stature
and worth. Without those
lowly halflings and dwarves.
No better than orcs . . .
they just don’t belong.”
She then motioned
To the stony ground
And began removing
Her regal gown
From somewhere afar
Came a thundering whisper …
“All that glitters is not gold.
All that is gold does not glitter.
Beware this scion from
the Witch-Realm of Angmar!
She is but a pawn
in the dead hand
of a Master Necromancer,
who’s plan is to spawn
a ruling dynasty that will be
the ruination of all humanity,
bringing only misery
and slavery to many.”
I knew that voice well
It was the Elfen Queen
Galadriel herself
(sounding a little
like Cate Blanchett)
No sooner than her words
Of warning were spoken
The darkest spell
Of this devious seductress
Was broken
And I beheld
Such a pitiful sight
A twisted soul
Steeped in craft unholy
White with fear
And green with elf envy
Lusting for unnatural power
And worldly might
I tried my best to console her
Saying …
“The Gates of Hell,
Bill and Melinda,
are way ahead of you
when it comes to ruling
and reigning
in the land of Mordor.”
As a Freedom Ranger
I’ve come to the sad conclusion
That the abhorred Lord Sauron
The spiritual head
Of the Bilderberg Foundation
Is giving us all the ring finger
~ by David B. Redpath © 2020 – 2021
There is neither Jew nor Gentile,
neither slave nor free, nor is there
male and female, for you are all
one in Christ Jesus. If you belong to
Christ, then you are Abraham’s seed,
and heirs according to the promise.
~ Book of Galatians
Artwork:
The Quarrel of Oberon and Titania
~ by Joseph Noel Paton
Photography:
David B. Redpath ©2020 – 2021
Amazing work here!
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Thank you very much, Piyush 🙏
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Beautiful words David you see very clearly with weaving of the mystics of darkness and were guided well by the Light to break the entrapment spells. subtle they but the veil is easily lifted.
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Thank you very much, Nanette.
Sadly, Barad-dûr, the dark tower
(or is it golden these days?) has
not yet fallen.
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A brilliant parody, with a touch of our modern day reality David…. I was only watching the Lord of the Rings last week (to fill in some isolation time) … superbly directed my friend….
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Thanks Ivor.
So glad you haven’t sailed
off to the West, with Elrond,
Gandalf, and the rest 😎
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From above north to below south
Travelling east to east
My isolation tawny frogmouth
Is swirling, lonely and directionless
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Any tawny port in a storm ⛵
The light house upon on the rocks
Is about to flick the switch💡
And the borders, north and south,
Will soon be open 🤞😎
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It’s cold down here in the south
I’m cruising north in November
Maybe ?? if Fiji borders are open
I’ll sail pass the Lonsdale light-house
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I’m sure that Vanuatu
Would welcome you
Being all virus free
But only if you’ve got
A spare vatu or two
And you don’t mind
The taste of betel nut
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Only one day in Fiji
Then to New Caledonia islands
the Island of Pines is sensational…..
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My daughter enjoyed the cruise
there. I’ve only flown over it,
crossing the ditch.
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I’ve not been to Fiji before
I went to New Caledonia
Two years ago, had a great time
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Fiji is tropically heavenly.
And the people very friendly.
Even the women play rugby, while
the men do a kava ceremony.
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I’ll drink to that. 🍺
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Amazing work
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Thank you, Divyanshu 🙏
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So you didn’t do it, my lord Redpath?
I really enjoyed this!
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Speaking strickly
in the third person,
Strider never talks
of Mordor l’ amour,
being a most chivalrous
Middle-Earth gentleman 😎
Thanks for enquiring 💛
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Thank you for not doing it 🙂
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Anytime, Basilike 😇
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Whoa! Powerful post! David, you have so much courage to publish a post like this. Good for you! Bless you from the bottom of my heart! All of us who know TRUTH must keep standing strong together! You have my deep respect!!
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Thank you in extremity, Amy 💛
I have told my nearest and dearest
if I just happen to disappear one day
… no need to look too far.
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There is nothing to fear but fear itself. (smile)
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Perhaps it is time ⌚ for a
Roosevelt type new deal 🤔
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Perhaps …. 🤔
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PS You may want to read my featured post, David, that I published today. It will I promise you give you HOPE that change for the BETTER is imminent. xo
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Fabulous, David!
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A big Tolkien thank you, Rita.
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❤️🙏🏼❤️
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A great post! Coincidently I just watched Lord of the Rings. Money is definitely the root of racism.
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Yes, the richer they are
The harder they despise
Hopefully, not one and all
That love of money💰
Blocks the real deal 💛
From above, Honey🍯
Coincidentally, thanks
for reading me, JT 🙏 😎
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‘All that is gold does not glitters.’ True. But understood by none.
An amazing painting.
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I pinched that line directly
from The Lord of the Rings.
It’s such a good quote, I couldn’t
help myself … so I helped myself.
I do hope that J.R.R. Tolkien
doesn’t mind 🤔 😎
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Haha
Hope the same. 🙂
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—Veiled behind the illusion
Of a philanthropic institution—
So rhythmic, my knees weaken, my mind, now dizzy with delirium, cannot quite recall that adjective, a notch above ‘sublime.’
—She then motioned
To the stony ground—
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Thank you immeasurably, Anna.
Your words to me are like light
through a prism. Perhaps the
abjective you seek is ‘Bidoonism’?
From a tender age, I was weened
on the words of a Poet Laureate
by the name of Bob Dylan. Thereby
receiving a master class in lyrical
rhythm, with a taste of reason;
“I think
we better talk this over.
Maybe
when we both get sober.
You’ll understand I’m only a man
Doin’ the best that I can.
This situation
can only get rougher.
Why should we needlessly suffer?
Let’s call it a day,
go our own different ways
Before we decay.
You don’t have to be afraid
of looking into my face,
We’ve done nothing to each other
time will not erase.
I feel displaced,
I got a low-down feeling
You been two-faced,
you been double-dealing.
I took a chance,
got caught in the trance
of a downhill dance.
Oh, child,
why you want to hurt me?
I’m exiled, you can’t convert me.
I’m lost in the haze
of your delicate ways
with both eyes glazed.
You don’t have to yearn for love,
you don’t have to be alone,
Somewhere’s in this universe
there’s a place
that you can call home.
I guess I’ll be leaving tomorrow
If I have to beg, steal or borrow.
It’d be great to cross paths
in a day and a half
Look at each other and laugh.
But I don’t think
it’s liable to happen
Like the sound
of one hand clappin’.
The vows that we kept
are now broken and swept
‘Neath the bed where we slept.
Don’t think of me and fantasize
on what we never had,
Be grateful for what we’ve shared
together and be glad.
Why should we go on
watching each other
through a telescope?
Eventually we’ll hang ourselves
on all this tangled rope.
Oh, babe,
time for a new transition
I wish
I was a magician.
I would wave a wand
and tie back the bond
That we’ve both gone beyond.”
~ Bob Dylan
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I was captivated. I am a Tolkien geek so this is probably one of my favorites of your poems now David. But wow, I had no idea Aragorn had a run-in with that temptress. And when she was at last revealed, well, that surprised me too. I don’t know much about B&MG but I suppose I better catch up! Netflix is telling me he predicted the pandemic so I thought maybe I should watch that show in the hopes he can predict the next disaster. Someone on Imgur suggested it will probably be the Stay-Pufft Marshmallow Man the way things have been going. The painting is so beautiful. Thank you for introducing me to Joseph Noel Paton. And the Galatians reverence is very healing, thank you for the reminder. Saint Paul was a poet too. And, I love those murals. Gorgeous! Any idea who the artist is? Where were they taken, if you don’t mind me asking? Sending hugs, ♥. Niki
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Yes Niki! When the Marshmallow
Man turns yellow, we are all in great
peril. The only cure will be smoking
some fermented banana skin, and
wrapping yourself in tinfoil 😎
The first two street art murals are
from Chapel Street, in Melbourne,
Australia. The third one I found in a
Parisian backstreet, near Montmartre.
With no discernible signatures?
I guess it’s illegal to mural all over
someone else’s wall? 🤔
I’m very pleased you got something
positive out of my darkly reflective
post, Niki 😇 💛
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Right! Of course no signatures. =) Yes very positive. I really liked your Marshmallow ditty too. ♥.
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Goodness! This is what it means to SLAY! 👏👏
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Thanking you with emphatic
exactitude, Isha 🙏 😎
Sometimes a sharpened pen✒️
is better than a sword ⚔️
(assuming the enemy can read,
and understands the written word).
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I love the overshadows of dialogue.
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Thanks for the positive feedback.
I was concerned that I may have
over dialogued the shadow 😎
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No your segmenting was quite interesting which gave contrast to a complimentary form of poetic conversation. 💕☕️
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Wow!
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A thousand thank yous
for the Wow 🙏😎
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Before I read your poem, I had just listened to Kwame Dawes recite his poem, “A Coda to History,” with a similar underlying message but expressed in a very, very different way. The thought occurs to me that if enough poets write about this deplorable state we find ourselves–each in his or her own way–then maybe people who aren’t moved to act by one poem will be moved by another expressed in a different way.
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“Where there is no guidance, a
people falls, but in an abundance
of counselors there is safety.”
~ Proverbs 11:14
Being forewarned, regarding the
dark machinations of mice and
men, is being forearmed. We can’t
stop the future, yet there’s a bright
light at the end of the tunnel.
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a dose of truth is
just what we need to
make our reality whole 🙂✌🏻
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Thanks for the loving spoonful 💛🥄
Like a hot shot of medicine
helping the Cheshire Cat 😻
down a wonderland rabbit hole🐰🕳️
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Excellently put and well written, David.
A combination of Ovid’s Metamorphoses, Tolkien epic songs and Bob Dylan style poetic lyric prose to give us insight into the current and unfolding world situation.
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Greatly appreciated, Christopher 🙏
A fairy tale is as good as a contagious
wink to a deaf elf, Chris.
Hell hath no fury as a looting spirit
of anarchy, set loose by a mindless
mob of mindless.
It’s an ill wind that the agents of Total
Control can put to good use.
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You have a unique ability to combine allusions to music and popular culture w/ humor, and biblical truth. Another triumph, David.
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Thanking you anna-onymously, Anna
I very much appreciate your positive feedback. And that’s a unanimous
thanks from multiple me 🙏 😎😎😎
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Dear David, thank you for shining some brilliant light on the darkness. I can’t help but think of Princess Eugenia as the Mother of Harlots reading from Mein Kampf in her spare time and studying Beast Economics. You have the terrific ability to shape meaningful stories/truths with extremely thought-provoking language. Thank you! Always best wishes. ~ Mia 💗
Btw, beautiful street art, and I love the mention of Rockefeller Plaza along with The Gates of Hell.
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Thank you in extremity, Mia 💛
I did suspect that I was going out
on a limb with this piece 🐈
My apologies to the multitude
of nice Eugenias. She was to be
a Princess Jezebel, but I couldn’t
resist.
Often translated as ‘Nobility’, the
name Eugenia comes from the
greek Eugenes, meaning ‘Well-Born’.
Same source as the term ‘Eugenics’.
As you would know, I do try my
best to stay apolitical, and keep
my opinions to myself 😎 In this
current age of Post-Enlightenment.
“I would rather be a man
of paradoxes, than a man
of prejudices.”
“Man is born free,
and everywhere he is in chains.”
“Every man has a right to risk his
own life for the preservation of it.”
“No man has any natural authority
over his fellow men.”
“I prefer liberty with danger
than peace with slavery.”
“The world of reality has its limits;
the world of imagination is boundless.”
“Our greatest evils flow from ourselves.”
“What wisdom can you find
that is greater than kindness?”
“Insults are the arguments employed
by those who are in the wrong.”
~ Jean-Jacques Rousseau
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Thank you David for a lovely and thoughtful comment. I know the tasks of staying apolitical is important, while challenging! Good for you, I can only comment on how your words move me, so please forgive any public display of indiscretion/indiscretions. Shame on me! It’s okay, I can handle it, the shame that is. Thank you for the wonderful, most meaningful and thought-provoking quotes, I hope others read them as well. Poignant! Please stay safe from all that intends to harm us, be well. ~ Mia
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I was being a bit cheeky, Mia,
with my tongue firmly in cheek.
I have no problem in offending
the indefensible arrogance of
all those deserving a spank 😎
I totally agree regarding the
Jean-Jacques Rousseau quotes,
a man way ahead of his times.
So, I decided to post them ☑️
May the peace that surpasses all
human understanding be with you.
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Thank you, David. May it be with me, the timing would be perfect! Likewise wishing you the same, yet I think you’re already there. 💖
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Very, very clever, a tale of our times for sure.
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Thank you, Chris 🙏
As the Ancients of Mu Mu would say
when the peacocks begin to dance,
and the cranes return to roost,
may you live in interesting times.
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Wow! Very reflective of our times!
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Thank you muchly 🙏
most noble Eugenia 😎
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OMG – love this!
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Very gratifying. Thank you, Lara.
(Yet the the source of inspiration
. . . we could all do without.)
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Sometimes being sarcastic is the finest form of writing
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I have been diagnosed as extreme
on the sarcasm spectrum, Lara 😎
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OH HOW THIS BOOMS DON THE HALLWAYS OF MIDDLE EARTH—AND OUR EARTH!
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Lovely post thnx to share this lovely post.
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My fraternal pleasure, Nitin 🙏 😎
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Merci beaucoup, Léa 🙏
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De rein. David
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A magnificent Tolkienian epic of a poem, David.
Ending in the Gates of Hell- Bill and Melinda.
Now Bill seeks to get it on with Shelly Wang in a West meets East encounter wher’ er the twain shall meet.
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Gates divided cannot stand.
Did the devil make him do it?
Did Melinda leave him with the
bill? Was that alway her plan?
Meanwhile, Bill marches to the
tune of Wang Chung (Yellow Bell)
… his favourite band 🎶🙉
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Goodness: there is much to digest here, David: a grand tale involving the Gates couple, those beneficent benefactors who are now sadly separate; perhaps they would be candidates for a round of speed dating for seniors 🙂
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I think Bill is well ahead in that
game, John. Perhaps that was
the problem, as far as Melinda
was concerned 🙄
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they were my thoughts too, David: the philandering eye 😦
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Hanging around with that Jeffrey
Epstein, has Bill given philanthropy
a bad name❓🙊
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Wow just wow!
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Thanks for the positivity 🙏😎
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Wow..that was a scorched earth kinda poem. I’ve ignored them but I should go look up what they’ve been up to lately.
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I guess I have been feeling rather
pandemically parched of late☀️🌵😎
There’s been a lot of conspiracy
talk doing the social media rounds,
but as the saying goes, no smoke
without fire, so I did a bit of research
and the Gates were opened wide 👁️🔥
May the Ramps be with you 🙏
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Thank you for a most excellent reply! I intend to look into the Gates later tonight. Right now I have quite the queue of songs that various bloggers have shared to go through. I do enjoy randomly encountering music that other’s bring to me.
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Time for an inoculated sundance ☀️❓
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OMG I love Weather Report…Missing Jaco..god of Bass. Come to think of it, that’s probably why they turned comments off “Where’s Jaco?” “Love the Jaco Pastorius years.” That could get old. This bassist is good though.
I had a friend…loved Tea for Tillerman. I do enjoy Cat Stevens voice.
Thank you. And on that I’m going to sleep.
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Sweet Nubian Dreams 💤
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I prefer this to the original but only because I prefer a nice hornline.
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Powerful every time I read it, David. You have a gift, my friend. Thank you for sharing it w/ the rest of us.
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My pleasure, Anna.
Thanks for the multiple readings.
Greatly appreciated 🙏
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So, how are things down below? Are y’all still locked down?
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We were doing just fine till the
the Delta variant came to town.
Another 14 days in lock down🔒
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Goodness.
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I just returned from Brazil and have a major case of jet lag.
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I do hope you’ve had
the vaccine 💉😷
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Most definitely! I got both rounds of vaccines awhile back. 💫
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👍 👍 😎
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Wow! It sucks that I didn’t read this before. This poem is my favourite! I’m really digging the LOTR madness in the poem, with a liberal splash from the Gates. Where you at,
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Anyway, I miss our little battles of puns
and such. I hope you are doing well…
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Likewise, Tanmay.
I’ve been up to my neck in domestic bliss,
whilst AWOL and on the run, as my lovely
Linda’s every wish is my command and
for her posting poetry ain’t much fun 🤔🕶️
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That’s wonderful! I was scared something bad had happened… turned out to be the opposite 😁
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When seeking a slice of Sword for a spell
of Sorcery you can’t go past J.R.R. Tolkien,
Tanmay my friend. Thanks for joining the
Fellowship of the WordPress in our quest
against Sauron (a.k.a. Bill Gates) 😎👍
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