Rustybonz

Love UFO’s, magic, and single malt scotch. spell bound to the wide talents found here . . .Best not to DM

[Rustybonz @Rustybonz3]

#3wordspoet

Peace
-and-
Quiet

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#vss365

He woke late. The sun told him that much. Jim’s naked body and hungover head began to tell him about the night before. He reached greedily for his clothes, as if to remove his present unalloyed vulnerability.

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#vss365

Dewdrops have not, they form right there
Gathering water from the very air

A life in time as scent on a breeze
Flows thru and is gone, yet we remember these

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Nature’s kiss,
Wind chills cheek.

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#thicktrunktuesday

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#thicktrunktuesday

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#3wordspoet

Overbaked
Rasin
Grapes

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#vss365

The orchestra was led by the precise and impeccable maestro as he raised the baton. All in attendance began breathing in unison, following the perfectly punctuated ictus gestures- beat by beat. No one could accuse this professional of misconduct.

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#3wordspoet

Hopeful
Green
Blades

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#vss365

Fisherman throws an overcast fly. He is trying to deceive his lunch prospect, as the creek flows steadily by. It is a timeless visual reminder. Time itself moves past us while we attend to one moment. Flowing time shall remain long after fish and fisherman have gone.

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#vss365

Naive? Likely
Foolish? Perhaps
Heart full of love? Certainly

Myles did his best to meditate the divide between ’drinking problem’ dad and angry about it mom.

Each sit-down meal provided one more chance of fixing a broken marriage. Poor child.

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#vss365

The fine line between #lethargy and sloth is drawn by intention. The slothful one and his counterpart both appear to be drained of energy. The former being drained of desire while the latter being drained of ability.

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A rug wrinkle ain’t exactly tight.
I tugged and strained but try as I might- couldn’t get that damn rug tight.

Then I saw the problem: all the issues and logical inconsistencies were there, swept under this tell-tale rug of mine.

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A mountainous pile of troubles
#vss365
I want to see the sun shining from your chest; your face full of love.
I try.
Your brow is wrinkled, your breath foul from the angry words rolling from your once sweet tongue.
What happened?

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To look for beautiful things,
Is to see things beautiful.

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Our yard sits full of stone and clay,
Covered now by snow all day.
No green, no grass to mark our way’
Barring the golf we love to play

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Together we count our words and more than it may seem, so grateful for our stack of blessings as we share in our common held dream.

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#vss365
His bones were rusty
His hat was dusty

The air so desert dry
No tears - no cry

All the Water, fire, dirt & air
Nobody ever said things are fair

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#vss365

The angels who protect us and the ghosts who have lost their way- they create space between realms. This area provides non-believers time to carefully consider how their soul might spend eternity and a push when needed.

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When you’re feeling good and wise enough to not want more: to be satisfied then- is to be at peace.

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#fromoneline
I was borne in the snow by the fastest conveyances. The 2,500 kilometers from Belarus to Paris crossed in the December 1812 winter. Converted carriages like sleds helped me speed back home to show all that I lived. The trip took only 13 days and 13 nights.