Thursday, July 31, 2008

pitchers tuck by buddy don: feelin foggy on a sunny day


i wuz miss tuck yesterdy whenever i writ that i had bin sick since july 8. miz bd reeminded me how twuz ackshly a week later, july 15, that i gut sick. so thangs has been bad, but not that bad. i cummenced to takin steroids nite befor last n this mornin so far i feel lack i wont half to upchuck. i am sick of bein here betwixt cuvers waitin fer the pain or nausea to give me a brake. thang is, i bin feelin nausea fer so long i caint hardly member whut it feels lack not to feel it. wurst is how i kin ast my docters aint thar sumthin else that could be a'causin this? but they just say taint all that bad n how thays migraneurs thats sick 3 days out of ever 4. how kin they live?

innywho, heres sum pitchers i tuck a while back, witch lookin at em now, they seem almost to be a bit on the brite side with folks movin fast a nuff to make my hed swim. corse, my heds dun alreddy swimmin ...







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Wednesday, July 30, 2008

eggspainayshuns of buddy don: bin sick fer a while


used to be i wood rite ye notes bout sufferin migrain mizry. lately i bin trine not to be spend so much time on such stuff.

but ever since the 8th of july, i bin sick as kin be with three daze of relief (windsdy, thursdy n fridy of last week) on a counta takin steroids. as soon as they run out (saturdy), i wuz sick agin. finely i ast the neuro ifn he couldnt do sumthin, so he perscribed sum more steroids, witch i tuck em last nite n thank i wont half to spend my day vomitin today.

tiz a grate thing, almos to whar i feel lack i am reflecktin the cleansin sunlite in place of the darkness of the bed whar i bin a'spendin my daze lyin in a fetal posishun with pillers on bof ears a'hopin i will cum out tuther side. after a while i will add mitt that i even git to thankin that ifn i dint wake up, twoodnt be near as panefull as ifn i did. that dont mean i wood ever give up, but i kin see whar folks duz.

innywho, heres a pitcher of a bildin reflecktin lite, witch i am a'hopin i kin do the verr same thang today (even tho tiz a fack that them steroids also makes ye wonta vomit, witch i am mitey tempted ...):



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Tuesday, July 29, 2008

waka of budouadana: Clearing


Clearing
After clearing space
The hall is broad and empty,
All dust swept away,
The spotless room comforting,
Like a soul purged of worry.

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Monday, July 28, 2008

waka of budouadana: Life


Life
All is everything
And in the end you must die:
So what will you do?
That is the only question,
Your life the final answer.

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Friday, July 25, 2008

waka of budouadana: Ignorance


Ignorance
When I was eighteen
I knew almost everything,
My father nothing;
Older now, I am learning
The wisdom of ignorance.

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Thursday, July 24, 2008

waka of budouadana: Games


Games
Dark clouds dump hard rain
On thirsty earth, flooding plains
And canceling games
As the sticky mud prevents
Children from playing baseball.

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Wednesday, July 23, 2008

pitchers tuck by buddy don: critters on flowers








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Tuesday, July 22, 2008

waka of budouadana: Unblemished


Unblemished
Roots buried in muck,
Its slender neck standing tall
Above the pond’s sludge,
A golden pod, unblemished,
Spills pollen on pink petals.



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Monday, July 21, 2008

waka of budouadana: Tyrant


Tyrant
The tiny tyrant
Cannot speak a single word,
Yet is understood
By subjects who serve him
And provide his every need.



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Friday, July 18, 2008

pitchers tuck by buddy don: browsin in hells kitchen


i am hopin today is a better day than the last three, witch i bin havin sum of the wurst migraines ever, mayhap on a counta thankin i dint half to take no depakote durin the 'off-season' fer migraines. i dont git minny of em in summertime, but ifn one brakes thru, tiz a doozy.

a while back me n miz bd tuck a stroll thru the flea market in hells kitchen. tuck a bunch of pitchers, witch heres a few of em ...







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Thursday, July 17, 2008

waka of budouadana: the usual

the usual
yeah, some vomiting,
the usual arc of pain
left side of my head
pinning me to the mattress
slow passage of dense dark time

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Wednesday, July 16, 2008

mizry of buddy don: rare summer migraine


cummenced yesterdy mornin whilst i wuz on the train. still a'goin on.

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Tuesday, July 15, 2008

waka of budouadana: Aging


Aging
As evening shadows
Lengthen while the setting sun
Kisses the western
Hills, so old memories stretch
As aging bodies weaken.

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Monday, July 14, 2008

waka of budouadana: Mother


Mother
The aging mother
Who nursed her newborn children,
Raised them to adults,
Now offers milk of wisdom
Based on precious memories.

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Friday, July 11, 2008

pitchers tuck by buddy don: takin the ferry




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Thursday, July 10, 2008

pitchers tuck by buddy don: more hip shots


one of the thangs i wuz tole by a good fotogruffer artist wuz that ye should carry yer camra with ye wharever ye go. i try to do jes that, but taint always possibull. whut i lack most about it is how thays pitchers most everwhar ye look, speshly ifn ye lack people in publick places (also known as the publick domain).













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Wednesday, July 09, 2008

pitchers tuck by buddy don: pix frum underground














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Tuesday, July 08, 2008

pitchers tuck by buddy don: ny street shots






























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Monday, July 07, 2008

waka of budouadana: Warning


Warning
Leaves turn upside down,
Anticipating the storm,
Dancing in high winds,
Warning all to find shelter
Before the summer rainfall.

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Thursday, July 03, 2008

pitchers tuck by buddy don: pitchers tuck ack! fishes cawt with a camra


taint everday that sumbidy makes a comment on this site n ifn thats a rare thang, tiz even rarer to git a pome, witch thats whut fletch wuz kind a nuff to leave yesterdy:
Pictures tuck,
of ducks,
sucking goodness
from the muck.
We should all
have such luck.
i am feelin purty lucky my ownself to read such a fine lil pome! thankee, fletch. now wander on over to fletchs site to see sum grate pitchers. he has the eye of a artist n goes to the best places ...

speakin of them ducks he writ about, as ye could tell frum the pitchers of em i putt in here yesterdy, them animulls that lives in the bbg has been nearly tamed. whuts true bout them ducks is true bout them fish. heres a lil fotograffick proof ...

this yaller koi wuz coy bout gittin his pitcher tuck, but i wuz payshunt a nuff to wait im out ...


as ye mite know bout fish, thar lack babies: everthang git putt into thar mouth to see whuther tiz tasty a nuff to eat, witch this koi had to try eatin a leaf!


corse, he spit it out bout as quick as he gut a taste of it ...


wharever thays koi, ye kin bet ye thays sum turtles ...


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Wednesday, July 02, 2008

pitchers tuck by buddy don: ducks suckin goodness frum the muck


tuther day after ackupunkchur whenever i wuz a'waitin fer miz bd to join me in a short visit to the brooklyn botanic garden, i cum across sum ducks, all female, filterin sumthin they musta luved frum the muck of a small stream. them ducks in the garden is nigh on to tamed, so twuz easy to git sum pitchers to proov how much they lacked that stuff ...

heres the furst cuple of em, witch ye kin see thar usin thar beaks to sift sumthin frum the muck ...






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Tuesday, July 01, 2008

pitchers tuck by buddy don: hot day at the garden


looks lack this year has been tuff on them roses. mayhap twooda bin differnt ifn me n miz bd had gut by to see em in early june, when thar at thar peak, but by this saturdy, they was suffern. we aint shore why. coulda bin the heat, but we figger twuz more lackly the way it has rained up in here. no long steady rains to speak of, jes hard thunderstorms n downpours.

as innybidy that reads or looks at this blog much has gut to know, i luv takin pitchers of mos innythang. i luv gittin good pitchers of flowers at thar peak. but i also find a lot of beeyooty in thangs thats dyin or hedded thataway.

so heres sum roses in sevrull states of bein ...

as robbie burns splaind it:
O MY Luve 's like a red, red rose
That 's newly sprung in June:
O my Luve 's like the melodie
That's sweetly play'd in tune!



this here rose is rite near purpull ...


yaller roses is fer friendship ...


i luv clusters of pink roses ...


these here roses dont have that classick rose shape, but thar shore purty ...


corse, a lil wider angle shows how them roses has bin suffern ...


even when thar a'dyin, roses still have that sartin sumthin ...


i used to have a frien that writ a story bout roses of this color, witch twuz kindly a symbull of the ole south ...


sumtimes it pays to live in the shadders ...


... on a counta the sun kin be ruff ...




roses is verr fragull plants, witch thats why thar essentchul oils is so eggspensive to make ... n as ye kin see, they go out jes as sweetly as they cum in ...


a rose bows its hed ...


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