waka of budouadana: marble

A clear glass marble,
Blemished by imperfection,
Catches dusky light
And glows, casting its unique
Shade upon the earthen path.

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waka of budouadana: fledgling

To fly, each fledgling
Must risk plunging from its perch,
Landing hard upon its breast,
Only to clamber back up
To try once again.

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waka writ by budouadana: water

Though water adapts
To fit each unique vessel
It should ever grace,
Its droplet tapping rhythm
Grinds great granite peaks to sand.

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waka writ by budouadana: a ole form thats new to me

A diamond’s hard face
Can by mere dust be obscured,
Its true reflections
Dimmed, as a heart burdened
By powdery motes of doubt.

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pomes of buddy don: Reserved for Use

Reserved for Use

How can it be that we are so confused
As not to know what’s torture or what’s not?
The very methods Torquemada used
Repulsed us – can it be that we forgot?

The process then was called the Water Cure –
A staple of the Spanish Inquisition –
That it was torture we are pretty sure
Since history has stated its position.

The Chinese Water Torture was a name–
Whoever coined it knew nothing of spin! –
That long was used in passing out the blame
For actions that we recognized as sin.

Now it’s not an act we would condemn
As long it’s reserved for use on “them.”

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pomes of buddy don: As Simple as Sleep

As Simple as Sleep

If you thirst to death, water to drink
Is better than the richest home on earth –
And if your hunger brings you to the brink
Of dying, then a meal fills you with mirth.

If you need to relieve your bowels or bladder
Not even joys of sex can feel so good –
If you cannot breathe, air becomes the matter
That trumps all pleasure: this is understood.

And if you have been sick for days on end
Or if your body has been beaten, broken –
Then when you feel your body’s on the mend
The joy is greater than can ere be spoken.

The greatest pleasures in this life are those
As simple as, when sleepy, just to doze.

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mizry of buddy don: tham thar migraines ... back!

i aint had a migraine to speak of fer nigh onto a year, but this weekend i gut caught nappin. i been takin my depakote reglar lack, but i had let it git down to whar i woodnt take 750 mgs everday, mayhap only 500, witch that wuz the furst perscripshun i had. innywho, last week i had one of the hardest ever, teachin ten classes over 5 days n then a volunteer eevent on saturdy ... follerd by that purrfeck wether change that gits me minny a time: frum low pressure, rainy or verr humid to high pressure, low humidity n winds. i wuz able to do a lil wurk on a manuscrip on sundy, witch it seemd to hep me keep my mind offen how much i wonted to vomit. mundy wus wurse n tuesdy even wurser.

but today, at this moment (not to woof) i am feelin ok. i am countin that as a huge blessin, witch i dint even notiss it once it gut to be a reglar thang. sum of the gratest blessins aint nuthin moren life as usual.

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pitchers tuck by buddy don: beeyootifull weekend

we had us purrfeck wether this weekend, witch it spent the hole time wurkin (by my own choice). on saturdy as i wuz walkin over to a volunteer event way up on the upper east side, i walked thru central park n tuck a cuple pitchers ...







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pitchers tuck by buddy don: a lil nite life on 42nd st

yesterdy evenin as part of a knowledge management effort i am pushin along, we had us a teambildin eevent at the espnzone, witch ifn ye aint never been thar, tiz a lot of fun, speshly them games they gut. they give our bunch sum food n sum cards good fer a hour of unlimited play. i tuck sum pitchers of the folks i wurk with, but theys privutt.

corse on the way home i couldnt resist gittin a few of the nite life in times square n on 42nd street, witch tiz a main drag in the city that dont never sleep ...







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pitchers tuck by buddy don: them critters

one of the questchuns posed by a reader wuz whuther we had lost inny of the critters that live in the tank, witch thats the 155-gallon aquarium we have in our livin room. purty much all them critters cum thru ok. nary a fish wuz missin, meanin all four of them catfish wuz still prowlin the bottom, witch they all gut names: felix the catfish (11.5 years in the tank), fritz (7 years in the tank), skip n scamp (3 years in the tank). all them africun cichlids wuz still a'swimmin round n threatnin each other (thar verr agressive fish).

but it seemd lack thay wuznt near as minny of them crawdads as befor, witch tiz a hard thang to suss out on a counta how they molt ever now n agin, n whenever they do that, they lack to hide, sumtimes buryin tharself in the gravel at the bottom of the tank. so ye mite could thank ye dun lost one n then thar he or she will be, bigger n briter than ever in a new exoskelton.

so twuz with a mix of fear n hope that we seen this on the bottom of the tank:



(the pitcher is the new exter large size they let ye use in smugmug now, witch they let ye use even biggerns n i am hopefull ye kin lank to em, witch i will try that by n by.)

i putt it thar sos ye kin see that tiz the remains of killer, ifn he is ded, but tiz his exoskelton ifn he is alive n hidin sumwhars. thats whut we are a'hopin. ifn ye look real keerfull lack, ye kin see a hole in the belly of the exoskelton, witch thats whut gives us hope killer is alive sumwhar. (tiz amazin how them critters kin hide!)

meanwhile, all them other crawdads is eatin thar share of that exoskelton, witch thats whut they do to git whut they need to make new exoskeltons of thar own. we have even seen em eatin thar own exoskeltons only thay have to be in a safe place on a counta whenever they molt, thays ritely vulnerabull to attack.

whenever we git a better idee whuther killer is gone or is jes fixin to emerge with a new n more beeyootifull bidy, we will let ye know. ifn he is alive, we will putt up a nuther pitcher of im.

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pitchers tuck by buddy don: sum frum ireland i fergut about yesterdy

i wuz wunderin why i dint have as minny pitchers up on the smugmug gallery whar im a'keepin all them ireland pitchers, so i gut to lookin round on my portabull hard drive n found a slew of em i had dun missd. tiz amazin how hard tiz to git thru over 1,500 of em!

so heres sum frum a lil boat trip down the river shannon that wuz tuck the day after the weddin. fer one thang, twuz a bit of a sprize to me how lil thay wuz to see. fer the most part, twuz jes reeds n swans n mayhap a tree or two risin up frum the dead flat planes along the banks of that thar river. heres a cuple of tipicull pitchers:





corse, thay wuz sum other river traffick ...



... n lack everbidy in ireland, they wuz rite nayborly ...



the hi lite of the trip wuz whenever we cum to a place name of shannons bridge, whar we all gut out to stretch our laigs n git a bite to eat. i dint git no good pitchers to cum out of that bridge, but thays wuz a lil bevy of swans that wonted to git thar pitchers tuck, witch heres a cuple of em ...



corse, the boat had to have a captin, witch this feller lives on his boat n had truble once upon a time whenever he had to have his boat fixed, forcin im to live on land, whar he couldnt git no sleep on a counta twuz too still fer im ...



the bride n groom had dun plannd everthang out to whar whenever we enterd the pub whar we et, the food wuz thar a'waitin fer us ... n on top of that, thay wuz a yung lady that cum to sang us a cuple songs, witch i regret no gittin her name on a counta she could turn into a star sumday ...



whenever i found these here pitchers, i discuverd a bunch of otherns that i will half to uplode. dont know whuther i kin postem since i dont lack to putt pitchers up of fambly members ... but i woodnt be sprized ifn thay wuz sum goodns that i kin post, so mayhap thays more on the way.

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pitchers tuck by buddy don: lastuns frum ireland fer now

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pitchers tuck by buddy don: the ladys vue

one of the purtiest of all them vues on that thar ring of kerry is the ladys view. we gut out of the car n tuck sum pitchers, witch miz bd wont hardly take a pitcher ifn i kin ...



thay wuz feller op thar a'pickin on a banjo in a way i aint never seen nobidy do ere then, witch he wuz a'usin a sangle pick n no three-fanger roll ...





point is, thays magick most everwhar ye turn in ireland ...

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pitchers tuck by miz bd: whilst i wuz a'drivin on the rong side of the rode

i caint hardly tell ye how purty that thar ring of kerry is, but lucky a nuff fer yew, miz bd wuz takin sum pitchers out the car winnder.

















them rodes wuz verr narr ...



lack as not thay wood be a rang of tress over em, witch that made em seem even more narr ...



in whenever it gut to rainin, twood turn dark in em, witch ye kin see the sun wuz still a'shinin!



it tuck so much concentrayshun to keep on a'drivin on the rong side that i dint even notiss whenever miz bd wuz a takin this pitcher ...



twuz a grate day a'drivin that rang of kerry. next time we wonta hike a trail on it that bisects it ...



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pitchers tuck by buddy don: a lil killarney n that thar ring of kerry

furst heres a lil killarney, witch ye kin see how parts of it kindly reeminds ye of gatlinburg ... n they even have fudge fer sale!









one of the magickull moments of the trip happend whenever we seen a beach as we wuz a'drivin round that ring of kerry. we stopped n miz bd had her a lil irish whiskey, witch i couldnt have nun fer the hole trip on a counta i wuz takin that antibiotick that i jes finely finished on tuesdy evenin of this week!





corse whenever ye drive in ireland ye gut to watch out fer them critters that lacks to eat the brush n such longside of the rode. whut wuz most amazin is how in ireland they kin have em a bang up farm cultchur without havin to have suvs lack they need to have over here. corse, when yer gas costs ye $6.30 fer a gallon, ye kindly have to be a lil keerfull with yer money.







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quik note of buddy don: early mornin wurk

caint blog much today on a counta havin to give a presentayshun to sum folks thats in hong kong. twill be 5 pm thar time, but 5 am ourn, so i gut to git no latern about 3:45 sos i kin git to wurk in time.

thanks to buck n red molly fer thar kind wurds bout the pitchers. i will be postin a few more ere i have dun with the topick of ireland. heres one frum the amazin ring of kerry till then ... n this aint even to the best part of it yet!



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pitchers tuck by buddy don: palm trees in ireland?!?

whoda thunk thays palm trees in ireland? i wood never have thunk it ifn i hattent seen em with my own eyes. heres a few pitchers of the flora we seen in killarney ...











thang bout these pitchers is how ever one of em is a pitcher of sumbidys personull garden along the sidewalk frum our hotel to the center of killarney ...

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