Recent Reviews for Duke LaRance
Funeral Home Diary - Part 1 (Short Story) - 8/18/2013 12:01:49 PM|
Very sad story. We don't always know what we are looking at.
Funeral Home Diary - Part 1 (Short Story) - 5/14/2009 3:27:12 PM
Independence Day Homily (Article) - 7/1/2011 5:57:30 AM
We have no more wood in Joisey...except in the Pine Barrens which is protected, so get your wood in Mon-tuna & quit yer bitchin' bout Joisey...;-)e
I Wouldn't Be Caught Dead Driving a Chrysler Product (Article) - 5/15/2011 9:15:09 PM
Since 1980 Frames Inverted Then Disappeared:Simply They All Cars Are $50,000 Beer Cans On Wheels-No Undercar Frames- Bumpers,Trunks,
Fire Walls,No Brackets Nuts Safety Bolts Or Springs -Shot In Burning Foam Insulation-Water Base Paints- Exploding Gas Tanks And:
Air Bags In Your Face..You Didn't Know That -Huh?
GMC Start Remove Bumpers From Corvettes 1974...
And US.Gov Calls Them **Cash $ For Clunkers...
IDIOTS: **Trade 97 Corvettes 1953 to 1982 Destroyed In Lieu Of..
Worth Million$ In Classic (Well Made Expensive) Cars Down Toilets...
I Wouldn't Be Caught Dead Driving a Chrysler Product (Article) - 5/15/2011 8:02:10 AM
Hey Dude, good to see you writing once in awhile...that is one experience I have never heard of before though I have heard of alot of crazy stuff with regards ALL cars...I think every so often the builders just have a lax day and these parts are just not put together too well...but they would likely blame the robotic machinery that puts our cars together...Hey, stop in every so often, you are missed otherwise...Ed
I Wouldn't Be Caught Dead Driving a Chrysler Product (Article) - 5/15/2011 7:14:21 AM
Wow, Duke, did you really send this to Click & Clack, if so what was their reply? Great article, even though I have to admit I have had more problems with GM'S and Ford's than I have with Chrysler products...good stuff.
Once a Murderer (Article) - 6/18/2010 6:07:36 AM
I think you should develop this into a full story, it has strong merit.
Once a Murderer (Article) - 6/17/2010 2:35:39 PM
All true, I saw the article about this guy on the internet & thought that the crime of murder had NO statute of limitations...glad to hear they put him where he belongs...hard to also believe that he got "away" with it for so long, just kind of falling through the cracks, I suppose...Ed
Don't Go Away Mad -- Just Go Away! (Article) - 5/4/2006 11:44:05 PM
Very well done
Dear Editor.... (Article) - 5/4/2006 6:25:43 PM
Personally, I don't think we should USE Pennies. After all, I, for one, am in no cent. I would be more along the lines of "Shirley, Shirley, he hath Cheneyed a Dick!" (It's an old burning Bush song.)
Taps for Old Soldier (Article) - 12/4/2005 11:28:20 AM
Sorry for your loss...but you gained so much by knowing this man!!
I have one of those .303's!!
We here in South Africa must take a new bloody test for the renewal of our fire arm permit..not sur e i am still okay in firing my 12 bore semi automatic "Berretta"...but will have to give it my best shot...lol!!
Porneau? -- No, No! (Article) - 8/27/2005 6:40:31 AM
Actually, the flaunting of that which is obscene is basically a rude "mooning" of one's enemy, brought on by the anger associated with unjust social oppression. It is intended to cause the mocker personal shame and feelings of inferiority in response to the initial affront that one female receives from an unfriendly other.
Porneau? -- No, No! (Article) - 8/26/2005 11:13:33 AM
Another fun article. I hope to see much more from you.
Greed Indeed (Article) - 8/26/2005 11:12:46 AM
You are a delight to read. It's like you've slipped the nasty pill in a spoon full of sugar and made the sad truth at least fun to read. We can always cry later, once we've absorbed the nastiness. The American Way gets a little uglier every day, huh? Great writing, great message. Thank you.
Greed Indeed (Article) - 8/18/2003 9:07:35 AM
Sadly, most companies show this same greed, while the stockholders are losing their homes and their jobs, their life-savings and their retirement cushions. All just another way to rape the taxpayer. Excellent artical, or was it a rant. Still good.
Dear Editor.... (Article) - 7/11/2003 5:46:55 PM
Just think-- with three cents, you could get a big glass of 'two cents, plain' and still have money left over! :) I sympathize... for years, I had a savings account showing ten cents-- and two years later, those bastards took my dime! Some guy is probably living high off the hog on our collective thirteen cents!
Alone in the Dark (Poetry) - 11/30/2013 8:04:39 AM
enjoyed reading ...
Alone in the Dark (Poetry) - 11/17/2013 11:04:00 PM
I like the part in the second verse:"I've danced on the ledge right up to the edge." and
"...I stand out in the dark and study the sky
Could it be that the sky studies me?" and
"I spend most of my time alone in the dark
Scheming on how I think things should be
I don’t understand how Jesus, my Man
Could let my conscience so torture me."
...those are my favorite parts.
Alone in the Dark (Poetry) - 11/14/2013 10:02:12 AM
You are not alone. There's a lot of people in the dark right alongside of you that you don't see, because you all are in the dark. Now that I have left that lark, I think I'll park and bark at the moon. Like a big baboon.
Love the wordplay. My kind of rite.
Alone in the Dark (Poetry) - 11/14/2013 7:18:32 AM
The true emotion is so well blended in this tale. You caught me up from the beginning. I've often said there can be no such thing as hell, since for most of us, hell is our adult lives, and sadly for some children too. Very touching poem.
Alone in the Dark (Poetry) - 11/13/2013 8:27:25 PM
Fun, funny, witty. The kind of liting I rike. :)
Insects Such As Me (Poetry) - 11/4/2013 4:34:19 AM
i'm not here much anymore, hardly ever really,
but today i visited and sought you out and am very glad
i did; this is fine fine writing, a joy for this reader
among the dross that dominates the board..as another writer once said, 'why is there so much poetry and so few poets?'
my best to you always
Rantings from the Asylum (Poetry) - 11/1/2013 9:41:37 PM
Rantings from the Asylum (Poetry) - 11/1/2013 8:02:37 AM
You are welcome.
Insects Such As Me (Poetry) - 10/21/2013 12:02:29 AM
Awesome motley crew! 'Tis the season, I wanna know what the other Duke would have to say, not Wayne but the Bush's Baked Beans dog! Anybody that can write like this should check in more often in his lady bug boxers. Good to see you back, Duke...
Insects Such As Me (Poetry) - 10/20/2013 1:43:47 PM
I didn't know that even bee's laid in wood & provisions for the winter and as for Pete Townsend, all he would do is light up a doobie and keep certain it is well lit for the whole of winter...;-) e
(Glad to see you got your computer working...?)
Insects Such As Me (Poetry) - 10/20/2013 1:18:50 PM
What a collection of hoots! Don't worry, all those buggers will soon be gone like aphids in the wind of winter.
Vision/Met (Poetry) - 10/9/2013 1:00:46 PM
A great story. The “true ones” are the best. I remember that my cousin got her front teeth flattened when she got too close to a fence with horses on the other side. Fortunately, they were baby teeth and she got them straightened with no bad effects on her permanent teeth.
Barbed wire fences can be hell too. At six, after catching a slew of minnows in my uncle's creek, I ran up the pasture road at full tilt, showing off as we headed towards the farmhouse. I heard my uncle and others cheering me on so I ran faster… right into a barbed wire electric fence that was strung across the road to prevent cattle from straying.
I was totally shocked by the pulses––several–––that hit me before I could back off that barbed wire that was cutting my neck all to hell as it bounced up and down from my hitting it at full speed.
I have no scarring from a badly cut neck that not only had me weak from the shocks but scared my mother half to death.
Vision/Met (Poetry) - 10/9/2013 8:39:05 AM
A horse is a horse yes and a boy will be a boy, what can you do but the mothers would have been sincere idiots and you're right suffered the rest of their lives but not too bad because they would have sued you for everything you own and lived high off the proverbial hog, even though it would have been their fault...(seems somebody got a new computer and I was most happy to see that you posted something...hope your "loss for the written word" has abated...) keep writing...Ed
He Often Died (Poetry) - 6/28/2013 8:25:16 AM
Don't Rock My Boat (Poetry) - 6/28/2013 8:19:13 AM
Love it !! Perfectly stated:
"Oh, your society has made a prisoner out of me
But oh, your society will never bring me to my knees
I’d been villified – by those whom I had horrified
To imprison me – they had tried and tried and tried..."
The Two Things I Really Hate About Dogs (Poetry) - 4/22/2013 4:55:27 PM
Anyone that loves dogs know that a day will come when an impossible choice must be made. Or, actually better than having to make "the choice", as sad as it may be, the dog will pass on on it's own. I recently had to put my dear Kody down and my wife and I cried for days. Then, through a twist of fate, Mushi came into my life and, though Kody and the fifty years between when all those beloved members of my family passed on will always be remembered, there is a new (seven year old) life that is now in my keep and the love of those that came before is now bestowed upon Mushi, and his love, I know, is bestowed upon me.
So sorry for your double loss. My suggestion, though, do not wait! Bring another into your life and your life will go on.
The Two Things I Really Hate About Dogs (Poetry) - 4/18/2013 4:31:33 PM
( Tears )....Many condolences, Duke. I understand completely how you feel. They become more than pets, but a part of the family. God be with you.
A Heathen's Reflection on Holy Week (Poetry) - 4/3/2013 4:06:12 AM
fine delivery, Duke,
hope you're doing well
A Heathen's Reflection on Holy Week (Poetry) - 3/31/2013 8:04:51 AM
We all find our path in our own way and you have expressed yours quite well.
A Heathen's Reflection on Holy Week (Poetry) - 3/30/2013 10:46:20 AM
Wow! I like this alot. Everyone has their own way to talk to God. This is a definite keeper.
Haiku Schmaiku (Poetry) - 3/30/2013 3:01:02 AM
It too me a while to write a Haiku but like Karaokie perhaps it's better for others to do.
Amen, my cowboy friend,
A Grave Not Forgotten (Poetry) - 3/30/2013 2:57:58 AM
A great poetic tribute to "Baby Rudolph" and now folks around the world will read your kind words.
A Heathen's Reflection on Holy Week (Poetry) - 3/30/2013 2:54:10 AM
Very good poetic expression...
You are on your way. took me a long time to reach this point and I am still not quite there yet.
May The Lord be with you on your journey,
A Heathen's Reflection on Holy Week (Poetry) - 3/29/2013 11:08:59 AM
I don't even ride that horse. But you write it well.
A Heathen's Reflection on Holy Week (Poetry) - 3/29/2013 9:12:27 AM
Damn, dude/Duke, you are less of a heathen than I am for sure, all I do is thank Him for every day I am not 6 feet under...or sprinkled over my girlfriends horses manure pile...;-) e
A Heathen's Reflection on Holy Week (Poetry) - 3/29/2013 8:50:18 AM
a different type of prayer but okay
A Heathen's Reflection on Holy Week (Poetry) - 3/29/2013 8:47:20 AM
This a very powerful poem conveying strength, honesty and purpose. It does not need my approval, but it's got it. Well done.
South Fork Teton Canyon Boneyard (Poetry) - 2/20/2013 8:03:10 PM
A wonderful poem and tribute to Old Basil LaRance, Sr. I enjoyed your writing style and rhyme. I also rhyme my poetry. Enjoyed!
South Fork Teton Canyon Boneyard (Poetry) - 2/20/2013 9:26:40 AM
I absolutely love your poetry Duke. This is so emotive, earthy and real, and very old west authentic.
South Fork Teton Canyon Boneyard (Poetry) - 2/8/2013 8:30:49 AM
Old Basil is likely better off than the rest of us, at peace & resting comfortably...e
South Fork Teton Canyon Boneyard (Poetry) - 2/8/2013 7:44:30 AM
I love the Tetons, It is a magical place. My uncle Basil, who served in the 101st Airborne, is probably buried somewhere near Boise, where he died after leaving my aunt and five kids from two marriages to disappear in the West. He should be buried in Riverside Cemetery overlooking the Black River in Wisconsin. A more peaceful place is hard to find. Perhaps my ashes will be scattered there.
South Fork Teton Canyon Boneyard (Poetry) - 2/8/2013 4:22:56 AM
palpable tenderness and a distinct sense
of place and belonging - it may sound obvious, Duke,
but you know who you are and where you are and so many
today simply don't
South Fork Teton Canyon Boneyard (Poetry) - 2/8/2013 1:40:09 AM
Nicely rhymed poetry on a memory never lost but waiting to be joined again.
He Often Died (Poetry) - 2/7/2013 6:15:05 AM
Amen! i say, Brother,
and Amen again; yes, the history of colonialism
east west and south is grim and shameful
well expressed, Duke
He Often Died (Poetry) - 2/6/2013 12:06:14 PM
Treaties were only written to be broken and the native to the land driven from their homes and into prisons called reservations if they were not killed. This country has a terrible legacy that it has not lived up to, both in regards to genocide of the native populations and slavery. Reparations are in order, but not forthcoming.
I'm glad you let this burst of emotion out. It needs to be shouted from the rooftops, the tree tops, and the mountaintops, and heard all the way to the power in Washington.
He Often Died (Poetry) - 2/6/2013 2:47:25 AM
Humanities inhumanity to humanity is a well documented statement of the white mans treating of those that lived on this land for thousands of years prior to their coming...e
Picking Up the Shards (Poetry) - 2/5/2013 5:11:01 PM
no fudging or polite society outpour here,
this is right between the eyes and lower down, too,
and it's great
Picking Up the Shards (Poetry) - 2/4/2013 9:17:51 AM
Brutally realistic and in-your-face. Would make a good song. I really like it. The tone. The tempo. And time running out.
Picking Up the Shards (Poetry) - 2/4/2013 6:36:12 AM
This packs a punch for sure, but it also exudes a kind of confidence in 'choice of way of life,' and it gives me the sensation of a person watching the mad world on the TV screen, glad to not be in the thick of that chaos (I stare back from the glass at you). I like that you ended it with "Amen." ~~ Diana
Picking Up the Shards (Poetry) - 2/3/2013 8:22:50 PM
Gettin' confrontational herein...must be gettin' old and kind of crazy living out there in the boonies of Montana...;-) e
Picking Up the Shards (Poetry) - 2/3/2013 4:38:24 PM
This is what I call showdown poetry! Gunfight callout or waiting for the gallows...meeting up with an old foe like I have right here on the den. Day of Reckoning style, Duke...splinters of glass in their ass. I like the whole stink of this! The reference 'Cosmic Clock' makes this piece so timeless. History repeats itself.
Badass Spiritual Kin,
Blinded By the Blood Revisited (Poetry) - 2/3/2013 4:18:13 AM
yes, the ending, as Erin remarks, is striking
and appropriate; quite an interesting view here, Duke,
and when i think of it some of our finest literature
can't be fully understood withour reference to the ancient
texts that were once and in some parts still are taken as 'gospel'
Blinded By the Blood Revisited (Poetry) - 1/31/2013 8:13:20 PM
Sweet! I had to smile at the ending, Duke. As a 6 yr. Holy Rosary Church elementary school survivor.
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
Blinded By the Blood Revisited (Poetry) - 1/31/2013 10:18:46 AM
This is different for you, dude...but still a good read to re-read and think about...e
Blinded By the Blood Revisited (Poetry) - 1/31/2013 9:28:52 AM
Duke, first I'm a big Cohen fan and have thought about that same thing, Christian teaching to a worldly perspective, but his lyrics like your poem really work. Secondly, even though you wrote this in 1999, it has to be one of the best you have posted.
Haiku Schmaiku (Poetry) - 1/31/2013 5:13:00 AM
you is smart, Duke
Haiku Schmaiku (Poetry) - 1/26/2013 5:42:12 PM
I think you've created a new form of hi-kuu...
Haiku Schmaiku (Poetry) - 1/26/2013 1:30:25 PM
You have got the ancient Japanese rolling over in their graves in laughter. I'd say the same thing, all you got there first.
Fishing With Dynamite (Poetry) - 1/24/2013 5:43:31 PM
out of skull writing and i love it,
Duke, love it..those hyenas are expert cleaners..
original, strong writing, a pleasure
Fishing With Dynamite (Poetry) - 1/24/2013 8:44:01 AM
This is fantastic writing. I guess that's why I'm so dull. Never indulged in any hallucinogens. Closest I can come this was The Howler Monkey. Great to read you again.
PS. Those poor brown trout don't stand a chance against dynamite. I'd at least give them a 6 pound test fighting chance. But then, everybody's got to eat.
Fishing With Dynamite (Poetry) - 1/23/2013 7:55:52 PM
The 60s were good to you, weren't they bro'...? Was this just a run of the mill flashback or one of your better ones...e
Fishing With Dynamite (Poetry) - 1/23/2013 7:26:21 PM
Zombie bait! Hooked on quatrains, Duke!
Fishing With Dynamite (Poetry) - 1/23/2013 5:30:06 PM
Perhaps a 'plan b' would have been in order...enjoyed reading.
Dreams and Visions Revisited (Poetry) - 1/2/2013 4:21:50 PM
I missed this one while I was still in the hospital when you posted it...sorry dude...e
Bloody Mary Morning (Poetry) - 1/2/2013 4:20:39 PM
Just the reason I gave up drinking 25 or so odd years ago...thanks for the laugh...Happy New Year, sir...Ed
Dreams and Visions Revisited (Poetry) - 9/8/2012 1:55:00 PM
You're at the height of you poetic ambitions, Duke! Soaring at zenith! Push forward. Strong words and celebrated Dreams and Visions. Upper tier poetry with majestic thought...marvelous!
Dreams and Visions Revisited (Poetry) - 9/7/2012 1:46:20 AM
this reminds of what Mallory said
when he was asked why climb Everest -
'because it's there'
your vision here is exceptional, far-reaching
and deeply spiritual
Roar of Birdsong (Poetry) - 9/4/2012 2:54:51 PM
Duke, I respect this little work. So succinct, yet so full. "...sounds of man are still" -- what a concept (of which I can conceive). "Roar of Birdsong" absolutely observable in condensed, populated areas that we only see (and hear) on documentaries, but..... I think your introductory line "Too bad we won't be around to hear it." would be a wonderful last line to this one. ~~ DIana
Dreams and Visions Revisited (Poetry) - 9/4/2012 1:23:31 PM
I like the curve of mystery wrapping around this poem. Your treatment of the allure delicately keeps the 'secret' from us about what it is that scares and haunts and exults the narrator here. Advancing that curiousity is "That old butte is not what it seems". Reading this makes me want to know those dreams and visions, and at the same time, makes me respect this voice's privacy of some place so sacred as to wish it to keep the expired life form. That is big. Big. ~~ Diana
Dreams and Visions Revisited (Poetry) - 9/3/2012 5:47:21 AM
I can hear the flutes in the background, playing that old song. There certainly is something mystical when one reaches heights, looking down on the earth from a new perspective in the cool, clean air. May your visions come true.
Roar of Birdsong (Poetry) - 8/30/2012 10:02:54 AM
I'm not waiting. I try to listen to a trickle every day. For too soon may come the silent spring.
Roar of Birdsong (Poetry) - 8/30/2012 3:28:30 AM
I hope you're right, but every day now we sadly lose more and more of nature's gifts - including birds, bees, and bats.
Buckskin Cannonball (Poetry) - 8/29/2012 12:15:02 PM
You had me thinking this is present tense, until "He galloped gladly through his life". Then, by the finish and settle out with this poem, I returned to the 'present' of it. There is a burst of feeling with these lines; "as if to catch the train" which carries unbridled spirit and a catch in my throat. This line: "The world went rushing by so fast" and its dual meaning is charged with feeling and depth. I think no painting or picture could create a better portrait, Duke. Thank you for sharing this. ~~ Diana
Buckskin Cannonball (Poetry) - 8/27/2012 10:42:08 AM
This year could be a song for an old friend, like They Called the Wind Mariah.
Buckskin Cannonball (Poetry) - 8/26/2012 5:30:22 PM
"He galloped gladly through his life
for the sheer joy of it"
for me, Duke, the pivotal moment in this
lovely poem - fulfilling his nature,
what came naturally to him, that elusive
sheer joy i've spent so much time and effort
finding and expressing in my own little lfe.
You grow and grow, my friend, and this is a deep
pleasure to read
Cowboy Vespers (Poetry) - 8/10/2012 8:53:47 AM
Twelve lines of distilled appreciation and a voice filled with 80-proof character, rich and smoothly gentle. ~~ Diana
Cowboy Vespers (Poetry) - 8/9/2012 1:46:58 PM
Life on the range is more than free, it's a chore. Here's meeting you at trail's end.
Cowboy Vespers (Poetry) - 8/9/2012 3:08:26 AM
Really like this, especially:
Thank you kindly for my hoss and mutt
I could not have better friends
Cowboy Vespers (Poetry) - 8/8/2012 5:56:13 PM
this is a gem, a diamond!
Cowboy Vespers (Poetry) - 8/8/2012 4:36:29 PM
I am going to say something that I have NEVER said on any this particular site...THAT POEM/PRAYER f**kin' rocks, I really like this one ( and hey, get the new picture...all this time I thought u were that other guy standing in front of that old car in a field...and if that was you, well, damn, you clean up well...now excuse me while I go remove my size 13 double wides from my mouth...;-) ]e[
Cowboy Vespers (Poetry) - 8/8/2012 7:31:42 AM
Inspired! On your way! Keep goin'. I'm with you every step of the way cowboy...watch for a link I'm going to send in your email.
A Grave Not Forgotten (Poetry) - 8/8/2012 3:05:01 AM
this is the work of a poet in touch,
in touch with what matters and what is;
your expression, Duke, is close to perfect here;
truly love this and i'm saving it
sorry i'm late getting here
but so much has been going on
Trinity Lutheran Cemetery Matins (Poetry) - 8/3/2012 6:12:52 AM
I too feel peace in cemeteries. Like John said, "Top Drawer"
A Grave Not Forgotten (Poetry) - 8/3/2012 6:11:41 AM
I LOVE your poem Duke. It's so authentic and heart touching. Just beautiful
A Grave Not Forgotten (Poetry) - 8/1/2012 1:37:09 PM
Great write, cowboy...maybe you could put a toy on his gravesite around Christmas every year...if nothing else I would be willing to pay for it...e
Creation Song (Poetry) - 8/1/2012 12:29:24 PM
I find this to be a beautiful poem and there is definitely music in this writing. I especially like the "Nature's color palette twice" "Why am I here at all?" Lots of sensitivity and awareness in this. ~~ Diana
A Grave Not Forgotten (Poetry) - 8/1/2012 12:24:15 PM
This reads with the cadence of a trail ride and I enjoy the imagery of "...one small homemade toy" and "I climbed down from the big red mare", but the tragedy of this story is most fleshed in by your great last line: "If remembered just by me." Good poetry. ~~ Diana
A Grave Not Forgotten (Poetry) - 8/1/2012 11:15:55 AM
Yes, the family grave sites on ranches and farms evoke memories. But a single child buried and left behind, but still honored, is the stuff of poetry.
Trinity Lutheran Cemetery Matins (Poetry) - 7/23/2012 5:47:15 PM
this is top drawer, writing of a fine order
with tenderness but no silliness, with love
but not sloppily sentimental
and with true compassion
Trinity Lutheran Cemetery Matins (Poetry) - 7/22/2012 6:26:46 PM
U show respect for those that have passed before the rest of us & that is as it should be...you are a man of great feeling...e
Trinity Lutheran Cemetery Matins (Poetry) - 7/22/2012 2:17:16 PM
Horizon's confluency where birth and death meet where the veil thins between the living and the dead. Feast and famine of another century those working the land for improvement laid to rest for their toil in a generation of hardship, war and poverty that took their toll. Personal historical poetry, Duke...a gift to the descendants of those families of yesteryear, and a spiritual godly slant within the line "Mine eyes have seen the glory" and the title...good thoughtful work.
Love & Spiritual Kinship,
Trinity Lutheran Cemetery Matins (Poetry) - 7/22/2012 9:59:46 AM
There's something different about the big sky country and its cemeteries then the little family cemetery by the river in Wisconsin. Both are reverent places. Some show more hardship than others, but all of them bear witness to death.
You paint a peaceful Western scene as vivid as a painting.
ICBM Paradise (Poetry) - 7/8/2012 12:07:25 PM
Love the tongue in cheek humour about such a serious topic. Sadly...until all countries can learn to play nice...they are still necessary.
ICBM Paradise (Poetry) - 7/7/2012 12:28:18 PM
The cold war still rages as long as we think we have to protect ourselves with nuclear bombs stored in your backyard. It's really too stupid to think that we would want to engage in nuclear war. Dr. Strangelove, study war no more.
ICBM Paradise (Poetry) - 7/7/2012 10:03:51 AM
Powerful! I sense no whining, just honest expression of an experience & feeling!
ICBM Paradise (Poetry) - 7/7/2012 9:30:25 AM
love people that know whats 'really' going on...makes mundane conversation sometimes a little taxing doesn't it. thanks for another with-it write duke
ICBM Paradise (Poetry) - 7/7/2012 4:21:17 AM
As long as they stay in the ground and don't rain on humanity we can then live "with" them rather than die "from" them...most of those bases out here in Jersey they have emptied and turned into senior citizen housing projects...its only right as the seniors are the ones when they were younger, that put them there...e
ICBM Paradise (Poetry) - 7/7/2012 3:16:45 AM
back in a very thoughtful needs to be said
saddle, Duke; the scenario is real and frightening,
how the hell did we ever let ourselves come to this?
foolish question, sez u. more to the point, are we
going to do anything about it? likely, not.
ICBM Paradise (Poetry) - 7/6/2012 5:45:33 PM
Powerful agenda! There's alot of fuckin' Erin Brockovich in this! Environmental activism is a poetic theme here. This is the kind of poetry that scores readership, Duke! I know you're taking the photographs posted in your recent poetry and this should be noted as copyright as well. Your photeaux is equally as creative. ICBM Paradise would be best placed up front in your upcoming book of poetry. It's powerful and shows you are aware of the condition of gaia and the consequences of her mismanagement. Better than good, Duke. I encourage you to keep writing and compiling.
Love & Kin,
Infinity (Poetry) - 7/6/2012 12:50:19 AM
Ride on, Duke!
Tremendous sense of energy and otherworld here.
A raised level of consciousness to genuine
understanding and enlightenment. Way to go!
Infinity (Poetry) - 6/29/2012 10:22:57 AM
I like the idea of writing into infinity but does the rider ever catch his love?
Infinity (Poetry) - 6/29/2012 4:51:13 AM
Sounds like a fun ride though I don't do horses...my fiance has two and I keep my distance...e
Infinity (Poetry) - 6/28/2012 5:19:00 PM
Because you know I endorse your poetry, Duke, then you won't mind me saying the images in Infinity would make a most memorable book cover. When a poet can create imagery like this, which so few can, an audience and valuable readership can be found to the quickness of the quill. It's good to know you are taking your words in most seriousness nowadays, "That Gateway to Infinity"...
Kindred & Solid
Creation Song (Poetry) - 6/23/2012 11:02:59 AM
You're in a good place, Duke...spiritually and artistically. Me 'an you know it the firebrand and the drugstore cowboy! what a combo. let's do a collaboration one day, put it out there for the masses!
Love & Kin,
Creation Song (Poetry) - 6/22/2012 1:37:59 PM
If you are crazy then we all should be as well.
Creation Song (Poetry) - 6/22/2012 8:10:03 AM
i hear the same ever changing music...each more magnificent than the strains before. i too tremble at the majesty of what is laid before me each day...the unspeakably beautiful colors spread across my sky that grab my breath and squeeze almost a gasp from my chest. the music that lifts me right to the tops of giant pines as they thrash and sway in swirling winds...crescendos of mighty thunder bolts of dazzling light cracking splitting the darkness.
how lucky you are duke...how gifted with beautiful words that you put together in such a way for those that can't hear the music, can see it...almost touch it.
my brother called me poco loco and i never minded
Creation Song (Poetry) - 6/22/2012 7:07:16 AM
I'm with you all the way on this one. The wonders of nature are music to my eyes. Thanks for reminding me.
Creation Song (Poetry) - 6/22/2012 4:35:31 AM
Okay you asked for it, you're crazy, but its a beautiful crazy to hear creations music wherever you do go...e
Hard-Luck Charlie (Poetry) - 6/6/2012 4:10:18 AM
Good Luck to Hard-luck Charlie wherever
he may be; may he ride eternally.
Good one, Duke!
Hard-Luck Charlie (Poetry) - 6/5/2012 10:24:00 AM
i'm sorry to have missed hard-luck charlie...maybe i'll catch up with him on the trail...nice duke...pmedlin
Hard-Luck Charlie (Poetry) - 6/5/2012 10:15:04 AM
On a smoky day, you can see him ride out of the flames… Interesting image portrayed.
Hard-Luck Charlie (Poetry) - 6/4/2012 1:45:40 PM
Materialism...well ya can't take it with ya and in the end the only thing that matters is the few good friends a wo(man) has to stand tall next to your spirit...I stand next to you in the living and until the end to eternity Duke! Blessed Be.
Hard-Luck Charlie (Poetry) - 6/4/2012 1:25:54 PM
Nice characterization poem of the old style rough but ready cow boy...
Hard-Luck Charlie (Poetry) - 6/4/2012 12:57:55 PM
Hope he enjoyes his ride on the other side...just don't u be thinkin' of joinin' him anytime soon...e
My Last Visit With Jim (Poetry) - 6/2/2012 10:20:14 AM
Sometimes, dreams can be very real. They are the source of my short stories. I always loved talking to my elders–great aunts and uncles. They provided me with stories they never wrote and wisdom I could have never gained any other way.
My Last Visit With Jim (Poetry) - 6/1/2012 5:01:54 AM
this narrative is sensitive and troubling,
Duke, but it warms the reader, too,
with its direct truths and its open possibilities
i like this a lot
My Last Visit With Jim (Poetry) - 5/31/2012 4:56:25 AM
Sounds as if it has something to do with flashbacks but then again you wouldnt know what they are, right, as you never did acid and with regards the other stuff, like Clinton, u never inhaled...sure, just like me...;-)e
Never Say Good-Bye (Poetry) - 5/30/2012 9:34:44 AM
Deeply touching and wonderfully penned Duke.
Never Say Good-Bye (Poetry) - 5/28/2012 6:42:15 AM
Very personally and surreal. I was fortunate to see my father one time, in the hospital, before he died, still in the hospital, four months later. At the time I was there he couldn't talk, but he recognized everyone was and smiled once in a while through his pain.
Never Say Good-Bye (Poetry) - 5/27/2012 1:36:41 AM
very real in spirit indeed; i like how you
present this, Duke, and what it says to me;
like in particular the use of 'welded' even
if the context is painful for both sufferer and observer;
Never Say Good-Bye (Poetry) - 5/26/2012 5:56:04 PM
Maybe it's just I don't know your kind of poetry Duke. But I don't understand poetry that has no rhyme.
Perhaps you can set me straight on that. Or not!
Never Say Good-Bye (Poetry) - 5/26/2012 5:14:57 PM
I hope old Don went on to a place of peace..& if he didnt, well I hope he enjoyed where ever he did go...hey how u doin out there in the boonies of Montana, snow melted away yet...? I actually got some surfing in today, as the waves were off a Bermuda swell but the water was damn cold...no more than near 60 degrees...take care of urself & stay in touch...Ed :-)
Never Say Good-Bye (Poetry) - 5/26/2012 4:43:19 PM
Eternal Duke. May your days be filled with such tree lore of remembering familial kindred spirits. Please keep me close in your thoughts, I, scrolled in the bark of time.
We, you and I bonded in friendship,
Old Joe Drank Old Crow (Poetry) - 5/21/2012 8:17:04 PM
Absolutely delightful, Duke! I was grinning and nodding and chuckling through the whole poem, and still am! Grew up in Wisconsin, PBR ruled, way back then.. Gravel pits and many Milwaukee beers tossed in, not to mention Sloe Gin!! Ha, thanks for the fun!
Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
Old Joe Drank Old Crow (Poetry) - 5/14/2012 5:36:13 AM
Where I come from, they all drink brandy and beer. Not being of that mold, I like a little wine and Jim Beam to wash down my evening.
I very cleverly written piece! Cheers!
Let Jim Gravy's Spirit Rest (Poetry) - 5/13/2012 11:31:49 AM
wow! how poignantly true...i've known and cared for several jim gravys...
Old Joe Drank Old Crow (Poetry) - 5/13/2012 5:26:59 AM
Here I thought you would turn out to be Old Joe, or I wish I could say that he is me, as drinking for me, either fortunately or unfortunately is long past...what else have you go to do way out in the boonies of Montana anywayz...? ;-) ed
Old Joe Drank Old Crow (Poetry) - 5/13/2012 2:59:41 AM
I love this, Duke, love it!
and you devil you've almost tempted me
to go back on the booze..
the style, pace and energy are fine indeed
right down to that soft and tender finale
Whisky River Make Me Blind (Poetry) - 1/21/2012 1:45:56 PM
A whole lot of country thinking and country liven going on in this poem. I preferred Jim Beam myself, but mixed with something sweet, like 7-Up. Getting drunk is not my thing.
Whisky River Make Me Blind (Poetry) - 1/21/2012 12:52:30 PM
Sounds like a life plan & a good way to keep warm in them cold northern climes...only thing better might be to mix it with some home made brew...e
Ridge Runners (Poetry) - 12/22/2011 6:25:18 AM
Isn't that what they make four-wheel drives for...u can tell I have never wrangled any animal let alone rode a horse...I have a hard time walking a dog without a leash...;-) ed (Merry Christmas, my friend)
Bleu Balls (Poetry) - 12/17/2011 6:59:33 AM
The old drugstore cowboy poet has still got "it", whatever it is...an irreverent old cuss, but a funny one for certain...Merry Christmas & try to stay warm out there in Big Sky country...ed
Dead Trees (Poetry) - 11/26/2011 6:28:02 PM
Yes, Duke, this does have a definite metaphysical theme
and is tinged, too, with a sense of mystery
and respect and wonderment in the poet
well conveyed through the right imagery to the reader.
It's good to see you back and posting again.
Dead Trees (Poetry) - 11/26/2011 4:54:48 PM
And still once dead they get used and abused by man & his fireplaces...Hey, hope you had a great Turkey day way up in the wilds of Montana...good to see you dropping by...Ed
Welcome to Montana (Poetry) - 7/22/2011 7:18:50 AM
Fine work, Duke
Welcome to Montana (Poetry) - 7/21/2011 6:32:26 AM
Been down that road and it was a real trip.
Welcome to Montana (Poetry) - 7/21/2011 2:46:50 AM
this is quite a ride, and quite a sharing
of experience and realisation.
Welcome to Montana (Poetry) - 7/20/2011 6:59:50 PM
I sometimes have to wonder how I personally survived so MANY car accidents while I was under the influence...I totalled out several cars & my dad would keep asking how I survived, then like a dope he'd go out and buy me another car for me to get drunk in and wreck...I finally stopped drinking about 20 odd years ago & here I sit alive and semi-well...welcome to my world...NJ, LOL, ed
Sunshine, Lollipops and Spider Webs (Poetry) - 7/17/2011 10:51:48 AM
Sunshine, Lollipops and Spider Webs (Poetry) - 7/16/2011 7:28:24 AM
A hauntingly brutal write in so few words. It is good to see you write...
Sunshine, Lollipops and Spider Webs (Poetry) - 7/16/2011 6:44:03 AM
Tough one, Duke,
and the brevity is a killer...as is the title.
i admire your honest sharing.
My best to you always.
Sunshine, Lollipops and Spider Webs (Poetry) - 7/16/2011 5:54:02 AM
I never suffered like this from my mom, as she just never stopped drinkin'...I hear ya...e
Where No One Comes to Pray (Poetry) - 5/31/2011 12:56:38 PM
YOU HAVE MADE A STRONG POINT. FOR MEMORIAL DAY...IS A DAY WHEN ALL THE DEAD SHOULD BE REMEMBERED...KNOWN AND UNKNOWN. WELL DONE. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS & FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Where No One Comes to Pray (Poetry) - 5/30/2011 8:01:05 AM
Duke, this is quite good, sadly so, thank you for writing.
Where No One Comes to Pray (Poetry) - 5/29/2011 4:52:18 PM
That’s very good Duke. Is there really such a place you know personally?
Where No One Comes to Pray (Poetry) - 5/29/2011 1:38:58 PM
This is a wonderful poem, sharing a heart of compassion. You know, millions of babies are willingly killed by misled parents, and are never named or publicly mourned. The consequences are many, though, as the mothers especially know in their hearts the tragedy they have been part of in aborting their children.
Where No One Comes to Pray (Poetry) - 5/29/2011 1:34:03 PM
Sensitive and thoughtful, Duke;
your compassionate heart speaks loud.
Where No One Comes to Pray (Poetry) - 5/29/2011 11:26:16 AM
Tis a shame to realize that there are at times babies and children with no one around to name them, much less pray for them or cry over their graves...good to see you stop in and write one, you are missed...Ed
Uncle Bronco Jim (Poetry) - 2/7/2011 8:17:54 AM
Wonderful writing sweet man..well done indeed...stay safe and well..Hugssss
Uncle Bronco Jim (Poetry) - 2/4/2011 5:39:36 AM
The rhyme and flow are flawless and the story is compelling. Good writing Duke.
Uncle Bronco Jim (Poetry) - 2/2/2011 8:57:21 AM
Sounds your Uncle Jim still led a charmed life, as long as he got out of France alive, he was charmed...Ed
Uncle Bronco Jim (Poetry) - 2/2/2011 7:51:11 AM
You did good Duke, great story.
Uncle Bronco Jim (Poetry) - 2/1/2011 6:56:53 PM
The style may be easy and fluent and indeed light-hearted
but within that there is character both of the one
portrayed and of the poet.
Poignant and atmospheric, Duke.
Good to see you back.
Vespers (Poetry) - 10/24/2010 5:12:04 PM
Not sure that that third line sounds too appetizing...;-)e
Vespers (Poetry) - 10/23/2010 6:08:39 PM
This short work, Duke, takes me to a certain place, a real and uncomfortable place but with meaning. Its pith and impact resonate - funny and quirky, yes - but more...that final line makes me sit up.
Vespers (Poetry) - 10/23/2010 10:57:27 AM
Fifty Chevy (Poetry) - 10/20/2010 4:28:20 PM
Know none of cowboys or anything west of the Mississippi so I feel I can't comment on them, but as for the content I think we all, in every part of the country have had our 50 Chevies & bars name of Wheels...though mine were a 68 Mustang GT500 & a bar called the Penalty Box in Wildwood, NJ...I also remember shots of southern comfort with a beer chaser & sitting on the beach in the ocean totally lit smoking a bone...;-)ed
Fifty Chevy (Poetry) - 10/20/2010 3:09:03 PM
It's a whole world in itself, Duke, a world of friendship, uncertainty, but of definite identity and lifestyle, too,
and it has always intrigued me.
Swirling Winds of Emotion (Poetry) - 9/19/2010 6:14:50 AM
you capture your state of being quite well ... creative and well written ...
Swirling Winds of Emotion (Poetry) - 9/18/2010 2:32:01 PM
Fine delivery, Duke, personal, real and tender,
the sense of pain is strong, the emotions are admirably honest.
Swirling Winds of Emotion (Poetry) - 9/18/2010 7:03:01 AM
Sad, moving, and written from the heart. Thank you for sharing.
Swirling Winds of Emotion (Poetry) - 9/17/2010 7:53:41 PM
Crisp memories, Duke...your words come in sort of a seasonal memorial...heartfelt poetry...be well. Blessed Be.
Swirling Winds of Emotion (Poetry) - 9/17/2010 6:37:21 PM
That's a pretty amazing write ;-)
Swirling Winds of Emotion (Poetry) - 9/17/2010 4:46:30 PM
So still fall out your way, Peter/Duke, thought by now you would have had a coating of snow in the boonies of Montana...e
Autumn Leaves (Poetry) - 9/12/2010 6:35:33 AM
DUKE - I REALLY LIKE THIS - SHOULD POST MOM'S PIC HERE!
I have one w/same title - see - http://www.sondra.net/al/tlal/AutumnLeaves.htm
later ... Tom.
Let Jim Gravy's Spirit Rest (Poetry) - 9/4/2010 7:56:50 AM
Powerful writng well done indeed sweet man..stay safe and well..Hugsss
Let Jim Gravy's Spirit Rest (Poetry) - 9/2/2010 5:36:02 PM
The plight of the veteran, Duke, and one of the legacies of combat and war.
Gritty, strong writing.
Let Jim Gravy's Spirit Rest (Poetry) - 9/2/2010 4:34:20 PM
I hope Jim finds the Light
Let Jim Gravy's Spirit Rest (Poetry) - 9/2/2010 4:01:07 PM
sounds like what alot of veterans that go off the deep end have to put up with uncaring children, both older and younger...e
Going Green (Poetry) - 8/20/2010 12:08:55 PM
"no one could see anything anyway" and maybe because there wasn't anything to look at either...;-) Also, I would have thunk that going green in Montana, where snow is there most of the time, is when you move to Florida...ed
Jess (Poetry) - 8/16/2010 4:07:32 PM
Love the realism and very human focus here, Duke, the quiet, understated approach, so much left unsaid...not many of you and Jess remain and we're the poorer.
Jess (Poetry) - 8/15/2010 8:56:42 AM
Been writing alot of late, Duke...and I am happy to see such...e
Jess (Poetry) - 8/15/2010 6:56:09 AM
You get your point across very nicely in an image packed piece of prose.
Lunatic (Poetry) - 8/9/2010 6:21:46 PM
Written almost in the voice of a deer who is dodging bullets where venison is scarce and people are hungry. "Quiver with anticipation" in the eyes of a buck or a doe says "arrow!" In any case, there's a great metaphor here whether it was intended that way or not...that's the neatest thing about poetry...the reader decides...be well, Duke.
Lunatic (Poetry) - 8/9/2010 5:39:29 PM
Not just a man who knows what it's like but a poet who does; strength and focus of mind and word, Duke.
Lunatic (Poetry) - 8/9/2010 5:26:26 PM
i love being a lunatic and besides...everyone loves a nut
Lunatic (Poetry) - 8/9/2010 8:07:52 AM
Now your talkin', shock treatments are the bomb, fun for the whole family...do you sell tickets...? e
Fudge (Poetry) - 7/28/2010 8:28:05 AM
Duke - enjoyed reading this poem and its vivid imagery. Those last lines can only come from one who has experienced life:
Isn’t it something how we
Romanticize the past
Dread the future and
Sit paralyzed in the present
"Pass the fudge" or as John Lennon sang, "Whatever gets you(us) through the night"
Fudge (Poetry) - 7/27/2010 11:24:40 AM
So insightful and thought provoking Duke. A strong voice.
Fudge (Poetry) - 7/26/2010 6:14:36 AM
Duke, this is such a powerful piece of poetry...very good!
Fudge (Poetry) - 7/25/2010 3:44:05 PM
Pithy, strong, intense, a great deal of pain delivered, Duke; yes, we romanticize the past..it's a way of dealing with it and we fudge for that very reason.
Fudge (Poetry) - 7/25/2010 8:28:51 AM
You sir are a sick man, LOL, but honest to a fault...I like caramel fudge myself...Ed
Masks (Poetry) - 6/21/2010 4:29:42 PM
"..give me the bliss and blessings of mindlessness"...how often I've asked for that, Duke, and then again...the conflict of (sometimes miserable, never quite satisfied) poet and happy uncaring pig - unfair to pigs! - your 'Masks' has set me off...but I'll shut up now.
A big YES to everything in this fine poem.
Masks (Poetry) - 6/21/2010 11:24:33 AM
hmmm... which mask will it be today?
well done, duke.
Masks (Poetry) - 6/21/2010 7:36:11 AM
beautifully thought and presented-------the entire life is a masquerade-----we wear masks through out--------so many roles----so many situations-------yes a blessing to have an eternal one!
but----what out a no-mask personality? unbound, free and mindless!!!!
The Paranoids Are No Longer After Me (Poetry) - 6/21/2010 6:31:07 AM
I'm liking this a whole bunch.
Masks (Poetry) - 6/21/2010 6:27:33 AM
Wow, a fantastic poem...well done.
Masks (Poetry) - 6/21/2010 3:32:26 AM
Well composed piece, Duke
Masks (Poetry) - 6/20/2010 4:30:07 PM
The whole world is not as it appears...masks seem to exhonerate our true natures, free from blame...it works this way, Duke...have we quit before the big miracle and put our ponies out to pasture before coming full circle because we didn't try hard enough? Something to think on. The Rifleman was the perfect model of a man who toiled and sought justice at every acre he put his boot upon...yea, Western Television!
The Paranoids Are No Longer After Me (Poetry) - 6/18/2010 7:53:21 PM
This is great stuff, Duke, just great...
Way to go!
The Paranoids Are No Longer After Me (Poetry) - 6/18/2010 5:41:05 PM
I like what Sage said just below, she is quite right & are you not just being paranoid about the paranoids that got you...;-) ed
Gunsmoke (Poetry) - 6/18/2010 4:41:00 PM
I watch Gunsmoke and this piece truly captures the characters, Duke...hilarity and you are right on...I think the show's producers in those years dumbed down Gunsmoke...if it was remade today, those same characters cast with Kid Rock, Miranda Lambert and Tim McGraw we'd have us a watcher! Blessed Be.
The Paranoids Are No Longer After Me (Poetry) - 6/18/2010 4:30:32 PM
Excellent testimony! Just in time for the Mayan calendar twenty twelve to adjust for the apocalypse. This piece would be excellent for open mic night as stand-up comedy. You should record this, Duke! It has a Ray Stevens The Streak beat with Waddie Mitchell humor...great storytelling.
Memorial Day Homily (Poetry) - 6/4/2010 10:07:06 AM
POWERFULLY penned tribute, Duke. Lest we forget.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Memorial Day Homily (Poetry) - 5/30/2010 6:12:50 PM
Initially I couldn't help but think, boy are you old,but as the poem wore on I couldn't help but shed a tear in memory of so many others that either never came home, or got home and with too many memories died a death that no one should...Ed
Appointment with Jim Beam (Poetry) - 5/23/2010 12:06:11 AM
Well composed poem, Duke; I do like the bourbon a little too much myself.....
Appointment with Jim Beam (Poetry) - 5/22/2010 7:01:05 PM
I like it. I wonder if that Jim Beam guy likes it. I guess we better lay off the whiskey, eh?
Appointment with Jim Beam (Poetry) - 5/22/2010 2:11:15 PM
Want nothing to do with your dreams, bro', must be from livin' up in the boonies of Montana...e
Welcome to Hell (Poetry) - 5/7/2010 7:19:21 PM
A little personal experience herein, Duke...? LOL! Ed
Easter Homily (Poetry) - 4/4/2010 12:32:01 PM
THE IMAGERY IN THIS WORK IS JUST WONDERFUL...I HOPE HE GOT THE FIVER...'CAUSE, HE'S BLESSED AND GUESS WHAT?...SO IS THE 'MARK'. ENJOYED AND THANKS FOR SHARING. HAPPY EASTER! LOVE,
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
The Winter Wind Wuz Moanin' (Poetry) - 4/4/2010 5:42:36 AM
Good that your horse knew where to go, maybe you should get yourself a GPS...keep yourself & that horse warm...e
Easter Homily (Poetry) - 4/4/2010 5:39:30 AM
I can spare but a buck, but its better than nothin'...;-) Ed
Mama Was a Trollop (Poetry) - 3/15/2010 5:18:55 PM
You, my friend, are one sick, more so than your mamma, pup...I always say that when someone calls me an SOB that they must know my mother...;-) Ed
Autumn Lurks (Poetry) - 10/23/2009 11:27:00 AM
Sorry I missed this but I was still in recovery mode in the beginning of September...so have you had snow yet? Ed
Old Man Shoes (Poetry) - 10/23/2009 11:24:29 AM
I hear ya, bro'
The lack of old man shoes,
Has me as well feelin' the blues...
Watch out, old man Montana winter is closely upon you but if it already struck, keep it there as here we can still walk in the ocean it is so warm...Ed
Autumn Lurks (Poetry) - 9/1/2009 5:33:41 PM
You have recreated the scene and shared it very effectively via your verses, Duke. Thank you. Love and peace,
Gunsmoke (Poetry) - 7/27/2009 1:53:17 AM
A well written piece,take care,
Gunsmoke (Poetry) - 7/25/2009 7:39:37 AM
LOL..too cute.. your amazing.. I hope you know that sweet man..well done indeed...stay safe and well..Hugss
Sure as Hell Beautiful Savior Died for Me (Poetry) - 7/9/2009 6:05:23 PM
Breath taking sweet man...stay safe and well...Hugssss
Sure as Hell Beautiful Savior Died for Me (Poetry) - 7/9/2009 4:01:21 AM
Excellent poem,great work,take care