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Ode to Autumn by John Keats

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eaves run;
To bend with apples the moss’d cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core;
To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells
With a sweet kernel; to set budding more,
And still more, later flowers for the bees,
Until they think warm days will never cease;
For Summer has o’erbrimm’d their clammy cells.

Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store?
Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find
Thee sitting careless on a granary floor,
Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind;
Or on a half-reap’d furrow sound asleep,
Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook
Spares the next swath and all its twinèd flowers:
And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep
Steady thy laden head across a brook;
Or by a cyder-press, with patient look,
Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours.

Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they?
Think not of them, thou hast thy music too,—
While barrèd clouds bloom the soft-dying day
And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue;
Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn
Among the river-sallows, borne aloft
Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies;
And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn;
Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft
The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft;
And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.

-John Keats

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The Witness Tree- But Outer Space (Robert Frost)

But outer Space,

At least this far,

For all the fuss

Of the populace

Stays more popular

Than populous

What is being simple?

A very basic question, don’t you think? We say this every day. From our daily routine conversations, to our business dealings at work. “Be simple, Jack!”, one says to another.

But as do many of our artist from coast to coast, “being simple” is what makes our world so complicated, sometimes.

Think about it.

What is being “simple”? And at another level, what kind of “weight” does this word/phrase carry with it, every time it’s spoken?

I think it carries, sometimes, dire controversy and/or consequences.

Besides going into all of the situations we, as human beings, say and ‘proclaim’ this attitude towards another upright walking being, I’d like to put a question to a question.

Does “being simple” dedicate and press a higher (albeit lateral) burden to a speaker?

Yes. Indeed. I believe so.

Being simple, in communication, puts higher levels of pressure upon that individual.

A simply put communication is Expected to have a complicated and detailed explanation.

Many of our discourse, in the present, do not have these together and binding. I guess many things are the public’s (you and I, all of us) fault for letting these things “go”.

Simple, does not mean “simple”. Simple is Complicated. Complicated, sometimes mean, unsophisticated and “not well thought out”.

No one’s perfect, for sure.

Lets respect the Simple… the Powerfully Simple.

Rober Frost did…

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“An ode to a summer” (and end of 2011 version, if you will)

You came to me with the most delightful curtsey.

“Hello” you said. I said, “Hi, we meet again.”

We exchanged pleasantries, with the utmost respect.

I was sure we’d click, as if you were Josie Bissett.

I told myself you weren’t quite ‘Melrose Place‘, but I wasn’t sure.

Through your tactful taunting and bellowing, you brought the sun-  your friend and partner.

I scratched my head in disbelief, but with awe.

‘Summer, you are such a sunshine in my eyes’.  And you answered, ‘I know’

Ok. We quietly sat, until October. Me, still scratching my head about ‘Melrose Place’, and you looking to go to Argentina.

>> NOTE: I don’t pretend to be a poet. Never. Well, unless something silly like this, and for some ‘girlfriend’ situations…  But I know you’ll appreciate my horrible attempt at some kind of poetry LOL <<

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Oh and the pics below are from Belmar, NJ. Had some good relaxing time there this year. We’ll return again, next year!

Hope you all had a great stretch of summer, as well!

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