SERENDIPITY

SERENDIPITYWhen you find someone special in this world to really love and who really loves you, you’ll want to hold on to them forever…or at least as long as you can.  And if ever you get separated from that special someone or torn apart, you’ll pray to be reunited…and the next time you hear a voice calling your name you pray it will be the voice of that special someone.  Calling your name.  With such great need and earnestness.  You know they cannot bear to be without you any more than you can bear to be without them.  This is love.  And this is what my poem here this Friday is about…always the most sought-after power and treasure we all want more than all else in this life.  No, not happiness.  That comes after.  Love.

Patrick The Poet

 

SERENDIPITY
 
Here you walk beside me,
always in a heightened step,
your dream the same as mine;
and deep inside me
not a secret from each other
now or ever kept!
Still, time has a way
to throw suspicion about
as rumor has a way
to break hearts and sink ships.
Yet safely I can say
and without a shred of doubt,
never a lover’s name
has ever given way
from your lover’s lips.
 
Then after more years came,
one night while you softly slept
I heard you shout someone’s name!
Perhaps a secret you had kept,
longer than any hope or dream
to which I held claim?
Still, why throw suspicion about:
however appearances may seem
rumor’s ill-presence is ignorance shown!
For soon, without a shred of doubt
the surprising truth becomes known:
what lover’s name I heard you shout?
None other than my own!

Do You Remember?

PHIL COLLINSWhen it comes to torch songs this one has got to be up there near the top.  I can’t remember when I heard it the first time on the radio being sung by that master of torch songs, Phil Collins.  The years go by and it grows more difficult to recall the time and date of every special memory and experience.  But the memory and experience is never forgotten.  Nor the feelings, the loss, the having, and the wanting.  And everything you shared with someone special…and which we all hopelessly wish to spend forever with.  Do you remember?

If you don’t, I guarantee this song will help you to.

PaTricKThEPoeT

P.S.  And if somehow the song doesn’t help you to remember, the video certainly will.  It’s as poignant and heartwrenching as the song!

LINK TO SONG:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w2loAlaonqQ

LINK TO LYRICS:  http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/p/phil_collins/do_you_remember.html

Ho, ho, ho!

Merry Christmas to everyone!  And may your hangovers and food withdrawals be light and slight when you return to the work-grind tomorrow!

Patrick The Poet

CHRISTMAS 2012

THIS WEEK’S BAR QUOTES – (from 01-23-09)

CHRISTMAS WREATHChristmas is tomorrow.  We got that to celebrate plus the fact that the entire planet survived the demise of the entire planet this past 12/31/12.  But before we get to all the celebrating and gorging on delicious cuisine, let’s take in a queue of sagacious aphorisms by some wife and famous people from the past.  Then go party down!

Patrick The Poet

 

 

THIS WEEK’S BAR QUOTES – (from 01-23-09)

Often the difference between a successful man and a failure is not one’s better abilities or idea, but the courage that one has to bet on his ideas, to take a calculated risk – and to act.
–Maxwell Maltz

If something’s not right, it’s wrong.
–Bob Dylan

Keep remembering that after Pandora closed the box, after all the scourges had been loosed, the only thing that did not escape was hope.
–David Plowden

If you can’t get rid of the skeleton in your closet, you’d best teach it to dance.
–George Bernard Shaw (1856-1950)

But at my back I always hear Time’s winged chariot hurrying near.
–Andrew Marvell (1621-1678)

Good people do not need laws to tell them to act responsibly, while bad people will find a way around the laws.
–Plato (427-347 B.C.)

The power of accurate observation is frequently called cynicism by those who don’t have it.
–George Bernard Shaw (1856-1950)

Whenever I climb I am followed by a dog called ‘Ego’.
–Friedrich Nietzsche (1844-1900)

Everybody pities the weak; jealousy you have to earn.
–Arnold Schwarzenegger (1947-)

Against stupidity, the gods themselves contend in vain.
–Friedrich von Schiller (1759-1805)

We have art to save ourselves from the truth.
–Friedrich Nietzsche (1844-1900)

Never interrupt your enemy when he is making a mistake.
–Napoleon Bonaparte (1769-1821)

I have nothing to declare except my genius.
–Oscar Wilde (1854-1900) upon arriving at U.S. customs 1882

Human history becomes more and more a race between education and catastrophe.
–H. G. Wells (1866-1946)

Talent does what it can; genius does what it must.
–Edward George Bulwer-Lytton (1803-1873)

The difference between ‘involvement’ and ‘commitment’ is like an eggs-and-ham breakfast: the chicken was ‘involved’ – the pig was ‘committed’.
–Unknown

LOVE TO THE UNIVERSE

LOVEHere’s to the universe and all the good people in it, especially for this holiday season–enjoy the loveliest place that life can grant you!

Patrick The Poet

 

LOVE TO THE UNIVERSE

You know who you are who has been granted the gift of love,
With the long life to relish it for as long as you live.
And because it is magnificent and heaven-sent,
It’s essential that you scream it to the heavens above!
And show the universe the thankfulness you have to give
That comes in the soft smile of an humble acknowledgement.
Then to that infinite happiness that has come your way,
Bid gratitude to love and truth and to a poet’s art!
At the closing of each night and at the dawn of each day:
“The loveliest place I’ll ever know is inside your heart.”

You know who you are who now enjoys that ultimate gift,
Though it be a short life to cherish for but a short while.
In the off-chance it escapes you before you fear it should,
Savor each moment, and pray pain is brief and death is swift,
And you will never forget the shape of your lover’s smile!
Nor the taste and feel of everything that was sweet and good.
Then to the light inescapable…bid a fond adieu,
While facing the unthinkable–what life and death impart!–
And scream to the universe just before it becomes true:
“The loneliness place I’ll ever know is outside your heart.”

The Hungry Years

NEIL SEDAKANot sure where you could find or how anyone could write a more beautiful and more nostalgic song than this one–The Hungry Years–by one of America’s most prolific and superb songwriters: Neil Sedaka.  He had an awful lot of hits in the 60’s and 70’s, and 80’s too.  And The Hungry Years might not be the biggest of them.  But in my humble opinion, it is best of them.  So listen to it and enjoy it now–but at great risk–without a box of tissue at hand!  It’s like perfect poetry put to perfectly delicious melancholic music.  (:-D

PaTricKThEPoeT

P.S.  This song goes out to my amazing singer/actor friend Allen Wilkerson.  This is a song I really, really would love to hear him sing!

LINK TO SONG:  http://www.youtube.com/watch?NR=1&feature=endscreen&v=y8WZ9cMeVhM

LINK TO LYRICS:  http://www.metrolyrics.com/the-hungry-years-lyrics-neil-sedaka.html

TO HELP GET NEIL SEDAKA INTO THE ROCK ‘N ROLL HALL OF FAME, VOTE HERE: http://www.sedaka.be/neil_sedaka_petition/entry.htm

COCONUT CRABS!

Who needs to explore the universe when we’ve got so many strange, unusual things right here on good old Mother Earth!
Patrick The Poet

 

Interesting Nerd Smiley emoticon

      
Coconut  Crab (Birgus  latro) is the largest terrestrial arthropod in the world.  It is  known for its ability to crack coconuts with its strong pincers in  order to eat the contents.
 
 It  is sometimes called the robber crab because some coconut  crabs are

rumored to steal shiny items such as pots and silverware  from houses and tents.
  
 The second  photo gives you a good idea of how large these crabs are –

a coconut  crab is seeking food from a black trashcan.

 Beautiful…

COCONUT CRABS
The coconut crab is a large edible land crab related to the hermit crab, and are found in the tropical Indian and Pacific Oceans. They eat coconuts for a living!

How would you like to be on an island and come across a crab that is more than 3 feet from head to tail and weighs up to 40 pounds, with a pair of large pincers strong enough to open coconuts!

They can climb trees too, but they only eat coconuts that have already fallen to the ground.

Coconut crab meat has been considered a local delicacy.

THIS WEEK’S BAR QUOTES – (from 01-09-09

As always, though a little late in the day, are this Monday’s Bar Quotes!

Patrick The Poet

 

THIS WEEK’S BAR QUOTES – (from 01-09-09)

We will open the book. Its pages are blank. We are going to put words on them ourselves. The book is called Opportunity and its first chapter is New Year’s Day.
–Edith Lovejoy Pierce

Every man should be born again on the first day of January. Start with a fresh page. Take up one hole more in the buckle if necessary, or let down one, according to circumstances; but on the first of January let every man gird himself once more, with his face to the front, and take no interest in the things that were and are past.
–Henry Ward Beecher

Like stones, words are laborious and unforgiving, and the fitting of them together, like the fitting of stones, demands great patience and strength of purpose and particular skill.
–Edmund Morrison

The next time it begins to rain… lie down on your belly, nestle your chin into the grass, and get a frog’s-eye view of how raindrops fall…The sight of hundreds of blades of grass bowing down and popping back up like piano keys strikes me as one of the merriest sights in the world.
–Malcolm Margolin

Reading makes a full man; conference a ready man; and writing an exact man.
–Francis Bacon

The act of writing requires a constant plunging back into the shadow of the past where time hovers ghostlike.
–Ralph Ellison

Most of our so-called reasoning consists in finding arguments for going on believing as we already do.
–James Harvey Robinson (1863-1936), Historian

They may forget what you said, but they will never forget how you made them feel.
–Carl. W. Buechner

If a great thing can be done, it can be done easily, but this ease is like the of ease of a tree blossoming after long years of gathering strength.
–John Ruskin

But, in a larger sense, we can not dedicate — we can not consecrate — we can not hallow — this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here.
–Abraham Lincoln, The Gettysburg Address, November 19, 1863

Far better it is to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs even though checkered by failure, than to rank with those poor spirits who neither enjoy nor suffer much because they live in the gray twilight that knows neither victory nor defeat.
–Theodore Roosevelt

Honesty is the first chapter of the book of wisdom.
–Thomas Jefferson

HOLD ON!

One of the greatest morals of all stories in and about life is don’t take life for granted, and especially don’t take people and friends andCHERISHING loved-ones for granted.  Part and parcel to this most important primo instruction is cherish what you have and count your blessings.  For like the Cat said, “For you’ll still be here tomorrow but your dreams may not!” 

And here is a poem I wrote further about all this for everyone to take to heart.

Patrick The Poet

 

HOLD ON!
 
I took a chance at love (for sometimes the heart is wise!)
Since a chance at love is sometimes real and not a ghost!
For I sought the truth that is truest which never lies
So I would finally find in life what matters most!
(And did!–when I found myself reflected in her eyes!)
 
But like a ghost, sometimes life is a lonely, haunted thing,
And all you can ever do is take the bad with the good.
Like a moment in springtime hoping for what hope can bring!
I held on before death and to every moment of spring
(And held on to love and to her life…as long as I could!)

Yet how the world so worries if their lives have purpose and plan.
And fears to believe in angels or even the stars above!
But where skies reveal heaven (and the hawk soaring with the dove)
There in life’s greatest uncertainty may you find truest love.
(When you do, make sure you hold on to it…as long as you can!)

 

THE ULTIMATE RESPECT‏

F-16sWe should sometimes be very careful of the complaints we make in this life!
 
Patrick The Poet

 

 
This is soooooooo outstanding!…  
  
Luke AFB is west of Phoenix and is rapidly being surrounded
by civilization that complains about the noise from the base
and its planes, forgetting that it was there long before
they were.  A certain lieutenant colonel at Luke AFB
deserves a big pat on the back. Apparently, an individual who
lives somewhere near Luke AFB wrote the local paper
complaining about a group of F-16s that disturbed his/her day
at the mall.
 
When that individual read the response from a Luke AFB
officer, it must have stung quite a bit.

The complaint:

Question of the day for Luke Air Force Base:
 
Whom do we thank for the morning air show? Last Wednesday,
at precisely 9:11 A.M, a tight formation of four F-16 jets
made a low pass over Arrowhead Mall, continuing west over
Bell Road at approximately 500 feet. Imagine our good
fortune!  Do the Tom Cruise-wannabes feel we need this
wake-up call, or were they trying to impress the cashiers at
Mervyns early-bird special?  Any response would be appreciated.
 

The response:
 
Regarding A wake-up call from Luke’s jets:
 
On June 15, at precisely 9:12 a.m., a perfectly timed four-ship
fly-by of F-16s from the 63rd Fighter Squadron at Luke Air
Force Base flew over the grave of Capt. Jeremy Fresques. Capt
Fresques was an Air Force officer who was previously
stationed at Luke Air Force Base and was killed in Iraq on
May 30, Memorial Day.
 
At 9 a. m. on June 15, his family and friends gathered at
Sunland Memorial Parkin Sun City to mourn the loss of a
husband, son and friend. Based on the letter writer’s
recount of the fly-by, and because of the jet noise, I’m
sure you didn’t hear the 21-gun salute, the playing of
taps, or my words to the widow and parents of Capt.
Fresques as I gave them their son’s flag on behalf of the
President of the United States and all those veterans and
servicemen and women who understand the sacrifices they
have endured.
 
A four-ship fly-by is a display of respect the Air Force
gives to those who give their lives in defense of freedom. We
are professional aviators and take our jobs seriously, and
on June 15 what the letter writer witnessed was four
officers lining up to pay their ultimate respects.
 
The letter writer asks, “Whom do we thank for the
morning airshow?” The 56th Fighter Wing will make the call
for you, and forward your thanks to the widow and parents of
Capt Fresques, and thank them for you, for it was in their
honor that my pilots flew the most honorable formation of
their lives.
 
Only two defining forces have ever offered to die for
you: Jesus Christ and the American Soldier.

One died for your soul, the other for your freedom.

Best wishes,
 
Lt. Col. Grant L. Rosensteel, Jr.
United States Air Force

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