failure belatedly acknowledged

a peaceful easy feeling IV

"Fast" Joachim Bushelli considers a change of career

a peaceful easy feeling III

Ambrose looks foeward to becoming a 

Baker street irregular

a peaceful easy feeling II

Sophia looming over a bracelet 

a peaceful easy feeling

Poems © by Julian Thomas Bushelli 

I

The sun is in the sky

Shining on the lake

Why should there be a care in the world?

There are two bridges on the lake

one white the other brown, the twins they are called 

Why should there be a care in the world?

II

Dark as it is the sun is bright shining on the lake

Before it went down last night it was the same

Why is there war?

The fish are biting as they eat before we eat

More over the bridge where food will come

Why is there war? 

III

We have to leave soon

I'm writing a short poem

As I depart from here I say,

"Why do we have to leave?"

As I go fishing I say 

"Why do we have to leave?"

Wherever I go I'll say,

"Why do we have to leave?"

following close on the heels of the Romanov rehabilitation

Here on the Bench in the sprit of the wide world of rehab (op.sit.)

 we have forgiven John Lennon making a spectacle of himself

Well there's hangin' out there and then there was HANGIN' out there...a short cultural history of NYC NIMBYism

at 10+ acres quite a nice city park it is too, 

filled with commerce, merriment and life most of the time

ala U. Sinclair, B. Dylan,  A. Ginsberg and  the gallows

sober reality may be more than we need...

minceinformed

Iraq begins to Get back to where it once belonged

a tribal culture 3,000 years in the making

 may rise again away from prying eyes

weather over ground

palling around with a historical foot note

something of an end to a terminally sad story

Does Louis Farrakhan know about this?

Just asking.

before we were as we are here and now

Chanced upon this 100 years ago.  A reverie ensued.

the lioness sleeps tonight

miriam makeba 1932-2008

  

P-elect and P-derelict meet, as told to L M Boyd

           Oval office 11 am today

P-derelict Bush: Stay the course. Stay the course. Stay the effing course.

P-elect Obama:  Course? We got no course. We don't have to stay no stinkin' course.

           

            enter manservant (hands Bush a note)

P-d Bush: Oh. Yes. Let us away to the situation room.

            exeunt omnes 

its over now...BAU

Joe the plumber can go back to work

 and practice business as usual just 

like his recently found but 

somehow

 now hard to get a hold of

new best friends.

for your consideration

 (from Krypton)

catharsis

Oh, Bama

This is not a drill. Now the work begins..........

O, YEAH!!

the last of a royal Palin in the ass

(sad slow taps is the sound track)

tomorow's forecast

Let's take a break from old white men now, shall we?

Low bridge, everybody down...

Haven't thought about the Erie canal much

 since the last time Mrs. Moran led us in a dirge like rendition 

of the song by the same name.

And yet here it still is.