Creative Challenge: Thingamajig

At one time I owned a Thingamajig, it was incredibly sweet but it never was rotten.

It was so very many years ago and I have searched my mind for what I have forgotten.

If I remember correctly it had three purple switches, a green framice and a large gold knob.

His ancestry was uncertain, but he had a distant cousin I  think his name was Thingamabob.

He was rather tall, as I recall, my impression was he was built somewhat strangely

I could never pronounce his name, I repressed it, so I just called him”Thingy.”

In our later years we became enamored with vocal music and began singing.

We were quite the rage, a magnificent duet composed of just me and Thingy.

One day he met a beautiful young creature nibbling coyly on a fresh picked fig

His heart soared like a hot air balloon and he began to dance a funny little jig

They fell mad passionately in love, and believe me I don’t mean maybe

They were soon wed and I became the uncle to three new Thingababies.

© Tim D. Culey -2013-

Creative Challenge: Harmony

When I see a tree I didn’t create, I think “Why not leave him be?”

All I want from him is shade and oxygen, so we  

live in harmony.

 

I witness the fawn with his specked coat so young, beautiful, and free

I don’t need his meat,  I don’t want his fur perhaps we can live in harmony.

 

I see the children so young playing their games with utmost glee

I have no need to gun them down, please let them all live in harmony.

 

I see a man with authomatic weapons, though why is a complete mystery

There is no need for these weapons, and I ask that we can live in harmony.

 

I listen to the orchestra performing great pieces playing notes so beautifully

Some members are playing the lead, others live just  to play the harmony

 

I hear some people from near and far, Iranian, Palestinian, and Israeli

Most of them want a world of peace so they can live  in harmony.

 

When we ask our Higher Power, whatever he may be, for personal serenity

Would it be too much to ask for maybe just a little worldwide harmony?

 

 

© Tim D. Culey -2013

 

 

 

Happy Mardi Gras!

I've got two King Cakes, about 3 gallons of gumbo, a big pot of Red Beans and Rice, a couple of bottles of Root Beer with foam on top ... lots of "chank-a-chank" music on the stereo, some beads and doubloons to throw around (yesterday in anticipation I swept them up off the floor from last year)

Here is some footage of my very first Mardi Gras .. watch for the guy shaking the tambourine at the 4:36 mark of the video.

Thanks to my cousin Kathy in San Diego for digging this film out of the family archives and to my other cousin Marcus for posting it on You Tube.

Laissez Le Bon Temps Rouler!

Link to: Mardi Gras In New Orleans

Traitors?

The world is abuzz by the recent revelations by the Obama Administration that the United States is planning on employing the use of unmanned drone aircraft to seek out and kill American Citizens who are suspected of plotting against our country.

 

There will no evidence presented, no probable cause, no day in court, no appeal.

 

I can see Dick Cheney and Dubya doing “fist bumps” as we speak.

 

I wonder if there is a Stature of Limitations on these criminals.

 

If there is not, I think I am going to take some time off and find our where Jane Fonda is staying these days.

 

 

Creative Challenge: Table

I am enthralled by her surface, smooth, flat and sturdy

One can’t help but admire her legs shapely and pretty

Oft times she is modestly covered, appropriately dressed

The times when she wears nothing, I am dutifully impressed

Her adornments can be elegant, but always utilitarian

When you meet her you won’t believe she is a septuagenarian

She has many names, among which her favorite is “Mable.”

One thing which cannot be denied, Mable keeps an excellent table.

 

 

© Tim D. Culey -2013-