I appreciate your wit and humor, Gene. Be well, friend. Love and peace,

Regis

oh yeah I like yelling at the neigbors Gene
and I see the ukelele playin clown
I don;t like clowns though...
but I do like your funny bones
Love-n-Laughter
Vickie

I love the clowns mean Gene, in fact I collect them, I have three with instruments on the shelve right over my back. I profess to being somewhat of a clown, but not a fool of a clown, I know when to back down, my day consist of a great deal of phony laughing and playing hoping my devil won't cut it short and really slap the crap out of the fools who I tease and try to appease. My wife says I think everything is funny but she has learned that this is only a cover for the fear of the pandora box opening and all my serious evil comes out on deserving azzhole who deserve no less. After clowning around my brain gets to feeling that I'm really a happy man, however the only thing I have is a happy plan. cheerio

a little mobility challenge has not scathed the witty poet's philosophical views of the joys of life and living. Gene, what always surfaces in your marvelous poetry is the innocent soul in full exploration of the significance of even the most mundane events of life. The details that are most important in day to day living, yet sadly overlooked by most. Who are always in search of that one unique event to make their life worthwhile. You have learned it is in fact the compilation of the plethora of small events that makes life worth living. Thank you for sharing this event with us. May peace and love be always with you my dear friend. Jon Michael

Ahhh...your spirit returns most admirably with this write, Gene. You pulled us right into the life of Jason's character so delightfully! Oh, I have a uke I could loan you, 'tho it needs a "my-dog-has-fleas" tuning. Something from my youth that I've enjoyed over the many years :o) My fave to play is "Five Foot Two, Eyes of Blue..." Stay well on the road to complete recovery, my friend; we can't give up LOL
Hey...we need you!
Blessings and Love - Micke
(BTW - get yourself an eagle!)

A wonderful pen Gene. So good to see you back. You've been always in my prayers.

I don't care about them legs that are sat sitting cos it means I can just sit at your feet and LISTEN to such glorious outpourings as this... I love how your mind works and the way you put words together in your delicious streams of consciousness - always a delight... you've absolutely no need to "put out a better class of garbage" on my account, Funny Man... and so say all of us, I'm sure. However, lookin forward to you joinin me, at least in spirit, in the 10K Race For Life next year. Travel on well, albeit slowly for now. We're not in a rush, though perhaps you are! :)) xx

I agree, that ending with Jason in a hurry to catch the subway to work reminds me of the roach-race I was part of for 45 years, and I'm sure that a "better class of garbage" is the reason the US has such a HUGE deficit and the average family about $15,000 in credit card debt.

He should be yelling, "Expenseive looking garabage means you are living off plastic and responsible for driving America to ruin. That can should be about empty." :o)

I see that you are a free spirit Gene, without the frilly curtains...it is so good to have you back among us, as you are one of our poetic jewels.

Carole~

Hi Gene,
I liked C&E and even more, liked seeing a poem from you. It's been a while and I was beginning to get worried that something might have happened to you. The closing lines of C&E imply that something, maybe bad, did happen. I hope not. I've been a poor correspondent, in part because of time investment in a new novel. It will be out soon. Meanwhile, I did write a couple of poems. Once again, I hope you are well.
Charlie

WONDERFUL!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva

Gene, to do better than this would be truly miraculous. I'm very much inclined to believe that poetry is more about the meat of it than the jam/fancy words. Your work is always meaty and I just love to sink my teeth into them. Many blessings and prayers Gene. Love you, J'nia

Truly stirring poetry~ I don't like it when women take the oomph out of a man either, the nag thing has always made me sick to my stomach and I won't go there.
Blessings,
Christine

Soul-stirring immediacy, a sweet reminder of your poetic touch.

Axilea

Oh my! remembering Jason Robards as a 1941 Navy Radio-operator and the man in the film The Ballad of Cable Hogue.
Comparing you to him?...you are more good looking! (LOL)

Georg

Gene,I'm sitting here with tears in my eyes....this is written in the style that only you can...you have a "uniqueness" that I love and have missed so very much....a true individual...just like Murry.

Readingg "Clowns & Eagles" made me feel as if I were sitting in a theater watching the words come alive on the stage...well done.

Cheers,
Dan

I like how you speak your mind and you don't like the girly frilly
curtains! That part made me laugh! I bet you don't like chick flicks
either! And don't read Nicholas Sparks! I think you look like Jason
Robards also and you have that independent spirit. Just ask the
gulls what they think, just don't piss them off or they will
leave their opinion on your hat!

Not much you can add to that!

Great poem Gene! Many thanks for your kind support!

Katie :)

I thought this was very cute. Be Well, Jason.

A poet without pretences, a man aware, a soul at the right level...that's you, Gene, in this witty, elegant work.
Here's to full mobility soonest!

John

One of my favorite movies. I like the image of you as the Robards character! All my life I too have struggled with whether to BE or to work. A lot of BEing ends up without the proverbial pot, altho you've got some memories most people don't have. When they are sailing away, tho, and you're left on the dock, it's hard not to suffer some regret for some of those long ago choices. Thanks for sharing and a hug from here from another old bo-ho

Cinematically inspired expression...we must portray ourselves as individuals...it was Thoreau's best-known saying "Beware of all enterprises that require new clothes"...free spirits soar with the eagles, Gene...and Judy Collins sends in the clowns...here's to a quick recovery of mobility...

Love,
Sage