Five ferns, I planted
Within the shades of big trees
I hope they will thrive
There where the light cannot reach
It is important to me
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18-5-2024, M.A. Tempels ©
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Haul 💚🍃
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Timeless, endless
The evening is much sweeter, now,
Zephyr sent, the
Silken allure of blossoming
Petals, intensified by May's
Balmy spring-timed golden condensing,
Permeates the atmosphere,
Unadulterated.
Above, the shortly pulsing
Rose red deck
Slowly disintegrates in velvet tatters
As heaven expands within obscurity,
Lackadaisically, like a tiger stretches;
The first stars present, and the sickle,
Glisten
Like fangs
And eyes, catching
Hidden rays of sunken
Treasure.
I drift
To far-off places; blooming deserts
Where, come night,
All ivory gates
Vanish,
And
Awe's gaze travels,
Timeless, endless.
I dream,
Higher, and ever farther away from here;
The Pillars of Creation, until I am shaken,
And topple unto
The soft dewed grass.
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16-5-2024, M.A. Tempels ©
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Is there a reason why you named yours puppy Pepper?
His full name is Proud Pepper of Green Ridge Jacks. The couple from which we got him named him as such. Daisy is his mom, a beautiful smooth haired Jack Russel with the kindest nature. Her entire litter got flower names. That litter was Daisy's first, and Peps was the only prince among six princesses. The crown prince 😋
Recently Daisy got a second litter from another dog and save for one it was all boys. So you can imagine the civic unrest already brooding in our kingdom.
All royal concerns aside, and to answer your question, from start to finish everything just clicked when we got Pepper, and even his name, as if it was written in the stars we would get him. He's feisty, super social, curious, and energetic. There is no need to change it.
That being said, I more often call him Preeno and Pippo (Mio), Peeps, Peps. And Wamberto when he's being lazy for some reason.
Also I love Dr. Pepper.
It just fits.
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Are you single?
As a pringle
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Preeno
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If only as a dream
Sweet dreams, I need— if I were to beseech,
Would you then heed;
Step right through the nightly
Vortex of enmity?
Would you take my oneiric hand
If I would dare hopelessly reach;
Return to me in my hour of need
As an apparition or a
Hyaline dream?
Be you the silver sparkling entity
Abolishing these whirling shadows
Whose phantasmagoria screech
Obsidian nails into the slate that has
Recorded my life's
Every deed?
Return —
As my last-ditch placebo,
As my remedy;
I am begging with my eyes closed
For your soul to glimpse, or gleam,
As some sort of
Spectral embodiment
Of
Eternal peace.
You do not have to be real, again, but,
Please, do seem;
That my heart-cries
May cease.
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14-5-2024, M.A. Tempels ©
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Blue,
The midnight
Sky, and all the stars,
Opprobrious.
Blue,
When black, or better yet,
Void,
Would have been
More appropriate.
I look up to heaven
And see its sparkling teeth
Shaping constellations, grinning
For a fool.
Blue.
I gave myself
To you.
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12-5-2024, M.A. Tempels ©
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Of moss
My failing arms, and death
Strumming a swan song upon copper
Strings, corroded.
Hail to
The rain inside my chest;
That Paganini resurrects
And amazes the last nightly witnesses
Of a nameless graveyard.
Let there be music —
Lest I find no distraction
Between slab-stains and wilting bouquets;
Plucks of grass reaching
Between a collection of once-path pebbles.
May the story of moss
Be the only truth I'll ever know:
Life on the lifeless; the dead wood, or stone.
May you find peace
In knowing you came closest to resurrecting;
Embellishing my soul.
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12-5-2024, M.A. Tempels ©
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Every time I read you I feel like I am falling in love.
A message to cherish, and that I do.
Thank you, anon.
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The Haul
Paul Simon - Graceland
Thin Lizzy - Whiskey In The Jar
Johnny Wakelin - In Zaire
Donna Summer - I Feel Love
Neil Diamond - Girl You'll Be A Woman Soon
Fleetwood Mac - Everywhere
Bruce Hornsby - The Way It Is
Bruce Springsteen - Tougher Than the Rest
Kenny Rogers - Ruby (initial outro)
Joe Walsh - The Confessor (revival*)
Motörhead - Ace Of Spades
Rage Against The Machine - Killing In the Name
Chemical Bros. - Galvanize
The Cats - Marian
Vangelis - Conquest of paradise (outro, breathe)
*Thanks, @allnightsong2, for the recommendation. It's a great song and it got me going again; me, a bit aggressively, evidently, but it made the cooldown all the more impactful.
— this is where I thought it would end...
Johnny Cash - General Lee
The Highwaymen - Highwayman
Boudewijn de Groot - Jimmy
The Scene - Blauw
Okay, I should stop and go to sleep, but just one more; one more and the urge of significance is killing me:
(...)
I waited too long and YouTube autoplayed
Cranberries - Dreams
Perfect.
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Oh, I'm going there, right at the border between nostalgia and melancholy. Shivers down my spine.
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Joe Walsh-"The Confessor".
I LOVE that song
Awesome! Thanks.
I'll go in blind (deaf) after Kenny Rogers' Ruby, which was my pick, because I don't know this song. Major vibe check and the stakes are high. I am expecting puzzle pieces falling together here.
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Send me a song to follow up upon Bruce Springsteen's Tougher Than The Rest. Late night and we're heading into that territory. It's a six minute song, so you can hijack my vibe before I pick the next and who knows where it'll go from then.
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My actual teens were ruled by Daft Punk, Air, Massive Attack, Chemical Bros., and Gigi D'Agostino, which was a music taste entirely unique in my family (rebellious as it must be, I reckon), but introspection tells the rock lies deeper than the electro. I still love EDM and Techno, but there's something about an electric guitar solo that truly gets me.
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Having a music night.
Happens too rarely that I take the time, and I always say that music nights happens too rarely when I do take the time. Same with dancing. Same with singing. I don't know why I actively kill these vital parts of me. Too sensitive, too often, I reckon. I still whistle though. When I am happy.
Struck a core memory.
You know how your own music taste generally is settled upon in your early teens; I remember being a little younger than teen-aged, and the very first song that hit me just right.
In a way that had me thinking:
"Yes. This song is mine."
It was when my dad dug up some old cassette tape and played Thin Lizzy that I was gone for the ages. Everything just clicked. And I remember later on always bugging, 'Whiskey In The Jar; play Whiskey In The Jar!', and dad would swoop me up laterally and tickle-play me as a guitar. Ha! Great stuff. Added bonus.
It's kind of an origin story of taste.
Anyway, it got me thinking of a cool question. With music it's always about favourites, but what was the first song that actually sprung your personal taste?
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