FARSAILOR'S VOYAGE

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Sunday, September 16, 2007

THE BOLT, THERE IS ALWAYS A BEGINING

BOLT Bolt, a simple thing, a head, threads, point, Yet massive and tall structures, stitched together with, Magical are the humble points, steel sutures marvelous, Above the world, iron worker balanced, The wind is up, sun is shining, beam a flying, The spud goes into the hole, perhaps bull and hammer, Yet the holes will align, the bolt in, upside down, Washer and nut, finger tight, then the next one, On and on, till frame is whole, or day is done, Next, final alignment, then tighten to specs,... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, May 6, 2007

EVER WONDER HOW THINGS GET DONE..................

TOWER In the sky find I, Above all I can see, Balance upon a beam, Safety harness on, clipped, 100% tie off, hollow comfort, 13 feet I must fall before stop, 13 feet of terror to enjoy, Inch my way I do with care, Bolts 18, plus clamps two, My charge this day, Hanging steel is the deal, My life I have wagered, I await my moment panicky, Spud wrench in one hand, My pride in the other, Holding on for all with third, Simple task, save 140 feet in air, I shall dance the dance this day….. David Joel... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, January 4, 2007

SOME THINGS ARE ONLY WHAT THEY SEEM, WHATEVER THAT MAY MEAN...

STONE On ground, Rounded silent, Granite hard dense, Time worn, Ice polished, Once molten, Solidified dark, What use, Fist size, Hammer stone, Chopper, scrapper, Door stop, Paper weight, Memento past, This, more, Stone mine, Upon desk, Shall sit, Reasons various, Enough be, Whatever is…. D. J. Forrester, ©, 2007, all rights reserved. Must a stone have a purpose, can one be the stone? Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, December 31, 2006

GREETINGS AND SALUTATIONS, ONE ALL, GREAT AND SMALL................

NEW YEAR(s) December 31 st again, The world still here, The good and evil, A continuing journey, A season for all things, Time unwinding, Or is it winding, Spin or counter Spin, Time eternal perhaps, Least for 21 billion years, Comrades and friends gone, Alas, save for family, Alone be I, like many, We tarry along this way, For time measured, uncertain, Then onward, upward, downward, Perhaps we simply vanish, Who is to know, who to say, The adventure continues yet, Peace on Earth, harmony too,... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, December 30, 2006

DIASTERS AND HOPE, YET TO BE....

NOWHERE Warning not, disaster, Drive shut down, lost field, Malfunction, strike, unknown, From hyperspace ship did drop, Half the ship, most crew gone, No bridge, engineering, or evac, Just sickbay, research, quarters, Third officer ranking, confused, Doc took command desperately, Damage control protocol begun, System and resource assessment, Alive they were, some drive, Navigation gone, commo too, Science console jury rigged, Control and purpose established, Life new zero start, past gone, With... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, December 29, 2006

ITS BACKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK.....

BLOGIT Bodacious, Laudable, Overwrought, Gulliverian, Inquisitive, Tangents unexplainable. D. Forrester, ©, 06, all rights reserved. Unfortunately there was neither an “A” or a “E”, so the poem is not fully descriptive…. Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, December 19, 2006

FROM FACE PAINT, TO MICRO CHIP, SERVICE RECORDED, SERVICE HONORED...

FRUIT SALAD On my greens and blues, Gathering dust in closets, Are bits of cloth and metal, Bright, bold designs, fading, This for that, that for this, Years twenty-four, branches two, Private, Sergeant, Warrant, to Major, Picking up cigarette butts aplenty, A world traveled, injuries and wounds, Comrades dead, comrades alive, What were we fighting for, Was Nixon that different from Bush, Beat the communists, terrorists linger, Hatred and death, smeared by blood, Pretty things, small things,... Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, December 17, 2006

WHO IS FOR LUNCH, WHO IS FOR DINNER, HOW FAST CAN YOU SWIM.....

FISH In my pond, fish there are, Big mouth bass cruising, Pretty blue grill swaying, Minnows colors brightly, Even couple carp deep, Now I never feed them, Bugs, plants consume, Course bigger eat smaller, The universe complete, Save when crane, fish hook Cometh, death unknown, Happy little world safe, Except for intruders, Much like mine, like yours, Beware those seeking, A free lunch, for entrée be, Just perhaps you or I……….. D. Joel Forrester, ©, 06, all rights reserved. No, no catfish, they... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, December 15, 2006

SUUNY DAY, SAILOR'S DELIGHT, LIGHT DANCING OFF THE SAILS BRIGHT.

SUNLIGHT Sunlight is everywhere, Glaring warmth penetrating, Casting off shadows, Spiritual and physical, Feel healing properties, Friend come again, Day long brightly, Sadness with sundown, Dance in light, Folic in happiness, Nuclear furnace distance, Our star shines, Nourishes life itself, Without, coldly dark, In a word, All be dead, So greet sun, Each, every dawn, For life brought, By light bright, Sunlight is everywhere….................... D. Joel Forrester, ©, 06, all right reserved… I... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

THIS DOES NOT COMPUTE, THIS DOES NOT COMPUTE, THIS DOES NOT COMPUTE...

PRINTER The lowly printer, mechanical face, Takes the virtual, makes two dimensional, Clucks, whirrs, shakes, in go electrons, Out words, images, stories, adventures, Print is dead, one hears this always, Yet, nothing more comforting, Than having hard copy in hand, Mechanical and electrical marvel, Printers have exactly just two modes, Working and kaput, beyond repair, These modest boxes, chewing trees, Keep kindergarteners, bureaucrats happy, For everybody else, are they essential, My... Sign in to see full entry.

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