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Tuesday, August 15, 2006

Home Again Home Again, Jiggity Jig (Not A Cinqain)


clock hands move
back and forth and every which way

bird in her roost
sings an incomplete song
emits the occasional squawk
babbles nonsensically

for how else can one babble?

traveler's tales coming soon…


Blogger K9 said...

/bark bark bark

i'm spinnin'
im grinnin'
my boyedies home to nest
yeah i know she need her rest
chirp chirp chirp and chirp
howlin out
sing and shout
welcome hommmmmmmme boyed!!!!!!!!


August 16, 2006 5:38 AM  
Blogger Jack K. said...



Ditto, ditto, ditto


August 16, 2006 8:47 AM  
Blogger ThursdayNext said...

Welcome home sweet birdie! :)

August 16, 2006 9:09 AM  
Blogger The Flabbergasted Heathen said...

Welcome back. See, I was going to write, but I'm lazy. (hey, at least I'm honest)

August 16, 2006 9:55 AM  
Blogger Mr Q said...

Welcome back birdie.
Here are some excerpts from some fellas in the movies.

"The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the inequities of the selfish and the tyranny of evil men. Blessed is he who, in the name of charity and good will, shepherds the weak through the valley of darkness, for he is truly his brother's keeper and the finder of lost children. And I will strike down upon thee with great vengeance and furious anger those who attempt to poison and destroy my brothers. And you will know my name is the Lord when I lay my vengeance upon you." AND
"You can't handle the truth! Son, we live in a world that has walls, and those walls have to be guarded by men with guns. Who's gonna do it? You? You, lieutenant Weinberg? I have a greater responsibility than you can possibly fathom. You weep for Santiago, and you curse the Marines. You have that luxury. You have the luxury of not knowing what I know - that Santiago's death, while tragic, probably saved lives; and my existence, while grotesque and incomprehensible to you, saves lives."
I just had a laugh with these.

How was the food over there?

August 16, 2006 11:38 AM  
Blogger lettuce said...

Here to somewhere
Facing changing landscapes
Shifting lost security bewilders

August 16, 2006 11:40 AM  
Blogger Aunty Belle said...

Bird Beauty??! Ya's home from roamin'!

Hope ya found all is well in yer nest. When ya gits yore rest, we's excited ter hear of yore adventures (An' come to the Front Porch whar' a needs a bit of hep wif suggestions fer the comin' year....)

Sweet dreams until ya's caught up on yore sleep.

August 16, 2006 12:53 PM  
Blogger Jack K. said...

glad you are back.

look forward to more postings. and photos?

August 16, 2006 5:24 PM  
Blogger Pete Bogs said...

glad you migrated home, JF Sebastian...

August 16, 2006 6:03 PM  
Blogger CROAK said...

So near yet so far. Maybe next time it will be Oz or bust.
Glad you are safely on the ground and with feathers re-groomed and ready for another round of what life offers.

Missed you, but was away myself...
ah Bird and Frog.... back in their respective nests.

August 16, 2006 7:28 PM  
Blogger K9 said...

/bark bark bark

you fickle tease of a tern! youre all over my rival and have not been by my pen in eons. whats jaes phone number?


August 18, 2006 7:57 AM  
Blogger Bird said...

uh oh! bird's in the doghouse.

August 18, 2006 8:01 AM  
Blogger talkytalk said...

Dear Bird,
As requested here is a lazy link.
Lazy talkytalk.
Lazy days.
Glad you are back...can't wait for the photos.


August 18, 2006 7:17 PM  
Blogger Percival said...

What do you peep at? And do you use binocculars?

August 19, 2006 6:04 AM  
Blogger K9 said...

/bark bark bark

okay. i think you've milked the jetlag thing as far as you can. now get on task. where are the photos? the tales of adventure, the tricky moments, the revelations? the dog did NOT eat your homework.


August 19, 2006 7:39 AM  
Blogger boneman said...

Being new here,
and eaves droppin'ly I hear
Yer just back.....but, where did ya go?
Well I 'spect
I'll just have t'look, heck.
Just have t'look back in yer blog, y'know?

But, welcome home
and I remember yer town
having been there a few years prior.
The seals at 39,
the guys with cardboard signs,
and the robot guy all painted in shiney silver....

Further north, Bodega Bay
The restarant there, the birds at play
walking along the beaches and picking up stones by the pounds.
It was too much in too little
time, 'cause I like t'fiddle
around longer at some of the rounds.

And, oh, the trees!
So incredibly tall...please
if only I could grow one in Indiana, at the farm.
Oh, sure, I'de be dead
by the time they's way overhead
But, what a great joke on the scenery here! What Fun!

August 19, 2006 1:52 PM  
Blogger Aunty Belle said...

Tap tap tap...tap tap tap....thas' my toe tappin' the flo, Bird Beauty....done trekked over heah looking fer a fabulous travel memoir in word and photo and ....ain't'cha slept enough yet?

Boneman? I think I knows that Bodega bay place too--lupines along the dunes...lots of kite shops....

August 21, 2006 4:10 AM  
Blogger boneman said...

And so many stones found and put in m'pockets...
Dan nearly drew the line

August 21, 2006 12:47 PM  

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