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How do I explain what’s special about our cabin…that she’s not just a cabin anymore…
How, after all the years we’ve grown old together…she’s evolved into so much more.
Sure she creaks more than she use to and she’s added a few wrinkles as time’s gone by…
But, as she remind me when I mention this, over these same years…so have I!
But because of all the time we’ve spent together her walls hold memories of our past.
which makes each time we walk through her door….a little more special than the last.
Awaiting in this cabin are the memories we’ve made throughout the years.
Most are happy memories…but a few are brushed with tears
Deborah’s mother’s laughter, her father’s garden filled with veggies we eagerly awaited
Bryan, Ali and Ryan performing full length plays they wrote, produced and then created.
Picking blackberries, holding a stick in a campfire then pretending it’s a torch,
coveting the Goddess of Uno, chasing fireflies, laughing together on the porch
Flying paper airplanes from the upper deck…watching them soar and glide
Playing games with Grandma and Grandpa…laughing so hard we cried.
This cabin saw Deborah’s mom’s and dad’s passing…
saw sadness grip the trees
But she’s also watched their great grandchildren sharing similar memories
Over the years this cabin has inherited our genes and chromosomes….
mix in all our memories and this cabin is our home.
We even call her Balsam House…
yes we’ve christened her with a name…
I wonder…since we think of her with fondness…
if she thinks of us the same.
Yes, somewhere along the way she’s become part of our family…
A safe…a loving and happy place….
where each time I enter
I promise to ignore how she creaks a little more these days….
If she’ll ignore the new wrinkles on my face.
All Hallows' Eve Black Mass Incantation
We Pray in The Name of Our Father Lucifer,
Which wert in Heaven:
Boil, Boil plague-ridden rats and toads in oil,
With a pair of gleaming snake eyes too.
Mix in fresh hen’s blood and a rabbit’s paw,
With a touch of horse dung and a lizard’s tail too.
Add six cups of Vitriol and a tablespoon of Goldwater.
Stew, Stew this Stygian alchemic brew for ne’r six hours
During Vespers for Our Midnight Black Mass on All Hallows’ Eve.
Serve this unholy sustenance to Our Coven at midnight,
As we pray in Great Lucifer’s name for his guidance
In defeating Jehovah’s forces of good and light.
We do this in the name of Great Lucifer—The Dark One.
We seek Blackness, Darkness, Degradation, and Negation—
As Our Coven has the power of His Power as granted
By His Unholiness when the full moon’s shadow
Crosses the face of the Earth.
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
October 5, 2014 (Narrative Incantation)
Kick - A - Cola
Endorsement money
Sports entertainment
Ethics and commerce
Challenged are values
……..” I don’t like
……..that my Son
………drinks Coke “
..Now that was lament
..Of Christiano Ronaldo
..Now: Kicks - A - Cola
Dad finally moved those bottles
Love for his son Vs. endorsement
A battle A game that must be won
How can a sportsman endorse poison
Not late for other dads to emulate him
The sporty father- set a new standard
As spectators let us not get carried by
Those 4Billion$ hit on the Coke shares
That may well be another game, arena
Applaud the sportsmanship on display
A father finally decided to Play the ball
No more a clothes hanger, finally a Dad
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Can stop here but to complete the image
The bottle in center stage, biggest Brand
What is the content - sugar water untruth
.
“There is nothing in Coke that is good 4 U”
Yo Man! why then promote this mix in sport
“Inside the leather bag you are a consumer
“Entertained consumer Deluded to - core”
Someone puncture the veneer kick free
Primate-consumer-consumable-ate
Strangely one of biggest brands
A billion cans opened per min.
A 60 Billion $ market cap
…Am I divided…...Figures and
….On 1 hand ………….justification
…..Passion ………………..Built upon-
…..Another ?……………...…Deception & Untruth
Can I sail on 2 ………….……..C’mon Give it a
Boats or give a …………………..BOOT
Poem on Christiano Ronaldo moving Coke bottle
4 cups of grounded cooked roasted beef
Shredded course in food processor
7 cups of cooked white rice
4 cups of cooked wild rice
4 cups of sliced sauteed mushrooms
1 cup of sauteed onions
4 tablespoons of brown garlic
2 cup red wine
5 cups of unsalted French onion soup
2 cups of sour cream
2 cups grated Parmesan and Swiss mixed
Mix and bake
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10 catfish fillets ground
1 cup of mayo
1/4 cup of shredded cucumber
4 tablespoons chopped dill
1 teaspoon of Old Bay Seasoning
3 t of low sodium soy sauce
5 T brownsugar
5 tablespoons of sweet sherry
1 T Cayenne pepper
1 T chile powder
4 egg yolks
6 tablespoons of lemon juice
1/4 cup of Parmesan cheese grated
1/2 cup of breadcrumbs
2 T of flour
2 T cornstarch
Mix make balls coat with flour egg breading brown in oil bake til done
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12 baked potatoes cooked done
Halfed and scooped out
6 cups of mashed potatoes
1/4 c of shredded boiled eggs
3 egg yolks whished
1 cup of softened butter
1 cup of whipped cream no sugar added
1 cup of chopped bacon
1 cup of shredded cheddar
1 cup spinach
1 cup of soft goat cheese
Ground nutmeg
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12 halved sweet potatoes
Potato mashed with 2 cups of butternut squash
Sugar, vanilla, egg yolks, 1 cup of softened cream cheese,
Cinnamon raisins, smoked pecans, 1 package of white chocalete instant pudding, 1/4 c of nut liquor, 1 cup of mozzarella
Cook until cheese melts, make a strawberry glaze with strawberry jam and white wine, honey and sugar ._
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2 c sliced strawberries
1 cup of raspberries
1 sliced and pitted apricot
1/2 bananna
5 cups of white wine
2 cup of nut liquor
1/2 of honey
2 gingerale
Blend smooth the fruit add 5 ice cubes and re blend
Mix in soda wine and liquor. Shake & Serve cold .
Chemo, Puberty & the Fourth Watch
by Patrick Cornwall
Wake up—rush for the toilet, say my prayers.
Stomach races, chasing bowels,
anxious like horses shot from a gate.
Chemo, the man said. Takes time to get used to. And I’ll ring you.
I take a shower. Just trying to rinse the sick away.
Ready for the day.
The sun leads me out—
then gas explodes.
Liquid in my underwear.
Provocative, isn’t it?
Warmth down my leg,
staggering back up the stairs.
Another shower.
Like it’s raining.
Tears mix in—
but no one sees them but You, Lord.
Toilet bowl—heaving, vomit.
Wishing I wasn’t alone.
Wishing I wanted to live.
But I must be strong—
three months in,
and I’m still breathing.
Nose forward,
purpose steady.
Old faithful—couch again—
Boom Boom Boom
We love you
Toon Toon Toon
We care
Tears of sweat, sweat of tears
Boon a Toom—
I’ll be back as soon as I can.
I can handle it.
If it’s dark, I’ll candle it.
Lost my wallet? I’ll panhandle it.
Chemo’s my companion now—
anaphylaxis too.
Friends from the deep.
I greet them with my game face.
Pretend it’s a new hockey stick—
I’m young again.
We’re playing the Russians,
and I’m a Flyer.
We’re gonna pound them.
But I’m sixty now.
My lungs don’t want to play.
My legs betrayed me.
What happened to me?
Boom a Toon—
legends call me down.
Boon a Toom—
I go back to the ward.
I see old friends,
but they’re younger now.
My vision’s slipping.
Boom Boom Boom
We love you
Toon Toon Toon
We care
I’ll be back
Just as soon as I can.
I didn’t want to end up in the belly of the whale.
I’ve already been there—
addicted, lost, refusing the call.
So I started writing.
So don’t worry.
I’m not at the end.
I’m just creative-bugging along
with my puberty chemo oats—
awkward, uncomfortable, and oddly alive.
I'm water, though I'm like a pearl.
Hung on a crown of thorns, I swirl
My form and shape slowly alter.
Though I'm like a pearl, I'm water.
I'm born, like a crystal, tonight.
Tomorrow's sunbeams I've to fight
From my throne of thorns, I'll be gone.
Like a crystal, tonight I'm born.
The vapor! Then cold wave chills
Though I dry fast, my quest thrill-fills.
Sometimes I am a breeze-breaker.
Then cold wave chills the vapor.
Like a leaf, I float in the breeze.
Gradually, my movements seize
To nature, my life I devout
In the breeze, like a leaf, I float.
Eternity, I find, at last
The ocean I mix in is vast.
Amidst every absurdity
I find, at last, eternity.
Now fly,
show off gossamer wings;
Blessed with hunger am I,
brave with weatherproof strings;
I aim for a bullseye;
Now write,
letters are alchemy;
Each reader can take flight,
learn you intimately;
My set glitches delight;
Ink flows
from deep inside the gut;
Inhibition will close;
Setting free classy smut,
I mix in clean cut prose;
Words scream;
Cognizant of my soul
they hijack a daydream;
With pen, paint, or charcoal
take it to the extreme;
Lines dance,
walls crumble to freestyle
celebrating a stance;
My stanzas run a mile,
I always take a chance;
You soar
so high when you give in;
I’ve crashed and hit the floor
and stood up forgiven;
I’ll write forevermore.
Corsican sand
on the Rio Grande
Simon Bolivar weeps
the night asleep
Renegade cycles
hogs gone mild
Gehinnom's Mayor
Timothy Leary's child
Zebras abound
in Peppermint Land
Alan Ginsberg howls
from primal jowls
Leopold Bloom
did not predict ZOOM
Cosmic collisions silent
without Daniel Boone
Country music
Mix in Ragtime
from Alexander's Band
to Motown Rhyme
Andy Warhol's mind
spilled out in soup cans
Campbell's pork and beans
Welsh Rarebit also-ran
When free association
Met psychic gestalt
The resultant metastasis
Petered out beneath salt
Stream of Consciousness is out
New Age Meaninglessness is sin
Wherever Narcissism reigns
Foot Worship rushes in
The best poems at night
often come unbidden
J. Cricket fervently wished
This one hadn't been written
WHIRLPOOLS OF THE MIND
Cycles of life..churn..revolve,dissolve..
resurface..mix in restless sleep.
Deep from the chasms of the
unconscious, the froths of
yesterday's concerns as flotsam
become a jetsam dream..to
scatter up on the beach of
our tomorrow..as hazy recollections.
Forlorn..half-remembered..such
detritus of our persona slowly erodes
shrinking in the light of day.
Put into proportion such giants become
dwarf like..distant litter on our
horizon..to fade away forever upon
the tide of each new dawn's..reality.
You may hear me recite this and most of my PS endeavours on youtube under my pen name ichthyschiro
One of the guest star of the dazzling celebration
Stands in a white lace tablecloth decorated table
Colorful flowers serve as eye catching attraction
Watering the taste buds of the present guests
Vanilla and dark chocolate swirls in the first tier
Ripe strawberries fill the second tier with sweetness
Lemon entices palate to taste the citric flavor third tier
Carrot and walnuts mix in the fourth tier with cream
Red devil's food adds a bright color to the fifth tier
Banana brings a tropical touch to the sixth tier
Luscious flavors invite to degust a slice of each tier
Buttercream rose swirls frosting add a romantic feeling
February 7, 2017