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Christmas Gifts

Posted by eerohero on Saturday, December 24, 2011

What did you receive as Christmas Gifts, all fiddle addicted ? more fiddles and bows ? I purchased to myself ! some Poetry collection written by the Nobel Prize winner Tomas Transtromer. the best ones were short "Haiku poetry`s" this short poetry style inspires to songwritings a whole lot, unlimited source.

Any Poems out there?, I will give you an example of short "Haiku Poetry" below taken from the highly prized, (Nobel Prize) book of Transtromer

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A stubborn Wind is blowing

through the House at night

the name of a Demon

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In A Gage of Darkness

I met a huge shadow

in a pair of Eyes

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maybe you have your own "Haiku`s ", short poetry ? heres my own below

In the silence we found The Power

which beated all Evil

there was only Love left

which we embraced so gladly

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 



6 comments on “Christmas Gifts”

richdissmore Says:
Saturday, December 24, 2011 @4:49:14 PM

it will be christmas in the morning my wife and i are just staying home and resting , for lunch rock hen sweet pottoe cran berry and rolls ,stuffing gravy pie pumkin with custard that more then enoufh i,m wishing you marry christmas and happy new year

eerohero Says:
Saturday, December 24, 2011 @9:46:26 PM

Whats out for all goodies, which you wife provides, I bet Shes good on it. Now its the time for fiddlings, let it ring....

pobe Says:
Monday, December 26, 2011 @5:15:23 AM

No poetry here, but I got a new fiddle case!

eerohero Says:
Monday, December 26, 2011 @6:16:27 AM

Hey Pontus, I would like to have one also, one for our cold climate, en sju dunder fodral ! Maybe I find one on the Trader sites, a second hand beauty ! Thats what I use to call myself, a second hand beauty.LOL

Ozarkian DL Says:
Monday, December 26, 2011 @9:58:47 AM

Poetry ?.....I'm a couple days late on this'n, and ya may need some understandin of railroad termanology, but I submit this parody, LOL :


A Railroader's Night before Christmas

Twas tha night before Christmas back in '03 and no one was working 'cept losers like me.
Departing tha depot my engineer and I, fighting fatigue on another red-eye.
My engineer and I both dreading tha spell of yet one more holiday at tha flea-bag hotel.
Not ten miles out as we went through tha night, a feeling upon us that something's not right.
... We should have a clear... this signal was flashin'... an approach came next as is usually tha fashion.
Then what to our sleep deprived eyes should appear, a dark signal and banner with officers near.
We started to slow when he said with a sigh, "I really am tempted to just whistle on by."
But rather than take thirty days of vacation, we settled ourselves for this sad situation.
Three "wisemen" climbed on as we looked to see a Trainmaster a Supe Ops and an RFE.
They said "tis tha season for family and restin, we thought it was a really nice night for some testin.
We wish a safe holiday for both of you, but we found an exception, so here's a level two.
We looked at your work sheet and it's as we like, but you misspelled a word here so here's one more strike.
You set nineteen pounds here instead of twenty, so here is one more... don't worry, there's plenty.
We know it's tha eve of tha birth of your Savior, but feel that we simply must change your behavior.
Christ died on tha cross as a way to atone us, but we are concerned for tha size of our bonus.
We'd like to say thanks guys for taking this run, oh, here's one more strike just in case we missed one."
They made us sign papers and said nothing more, as one passed some gas, as they went out tha door.
We sat there a moment, my engineer still sighin, I started to laugh, it was that or start cryin.
I said to myself, "this time of tha season, we forgive all men for whatever tha reason.
It's just their job what these officers do, for deep down inside they are like me and you.
This feeling of love is what Christmas is about." I opened my window and stuck my head out.
I heard one exclaim as they left in tha night, "Here's one more level for a burned out ditch light!"

Author Unknown.......
Shared By Cond. D.L. Hampton

eerohero Says:
Monday, December 26, 2011 @10:10:07 AM

Heyyy, what a story, I sure liked it. I bet you have lots of them in your pockets.
My past father worked at the Railroad in 30 years time, I do know some of the Terminology
Thanxs for sharing this one, appreciate it.

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