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Saddles Sore

Posted in Blogroll, Hunting, Life, Nature, photography, Poetry, Uncategorized on November 21, 2008 by Outdoors2

I’d let you go.
untouched unseen
Faded dull,
became your sheen

With lack of heed
your jeweled patine
tarnished
green
by envies course

We shared this view
As longed for each
To blush
again so soon

To strip you down
with oiled scents
callous hands
massaged back
Smooth

Though done before
caressed and buffed
Polished
once more
to all your splendor

We’ll let them know
We share this
Bond
By winning
First in show

~Outdoors2 5/08

The Perfect Day

Posted in Blogroll, Creativity, Life, Nature, Poetry on May 28, 2008 by Outdoors2

Have you ever woke to that perfect day?

The one where everything beforehand has been tediously planned,
all the details scrutinized, checked off and gone over thrice!
The only thing left to do the night before is relax, chat about the
upcoming events and get a good nights rest, for the trip ahead.

Trust me, this was “That” day. We woke to the smell of the
timed coffee, the birds calling their splendor to the new dawn.
The sun, just starting to rise over the lake. Suddenly the alarm
breaks the stillness with the Neil Young, put in to listen,
as we rolled around last night.

Signaled, we rise and prepare for the day ahead.

Ambling downstairs, I think of last minute details, such as
the windows and doors locked up, all the powered electronics
off’ed and phone calls to the others to see if there is anything,
anything at all we could have possibly forgotten. Quickly the bagels
go into the toaster and the cream cheese taken out to soften.
Wallet is found, purse set to the ready.

Ah! Toilet paper!

Everything, just as planned!

All the little miscellaneous little do-dads gathered in our arms,
we head outside and dump the burdens on the front seat.
After an observant walk around, we both Jump in and ready
for this, so needed getaway.

Buckled up and all set, I turn the key.

The alarm goes off!

It’s raining hard,….. and Like a Hurricane, is Blaring across the Airwaves

I reach over and touch your back, So starts another, Perfect Day

Originally posted as “The Trip”, for a Twisted Tales Challenge…Here

FIRE BREWED

Posted in Blogroll, Cooking, Creativity, Fishing, Friends, Hunting, Life, Nature, Poetry, Seasons, Uncategorized on May 22, 2008 by Outdoors2

Chili ’s not made with all measures of which,
But dashes of that and handfuls of this.
Big chunks of onion and plenty of sauce,
Squeezed to extract and steeped in the rue
Tomatoes chopped up and and pushed in to stew
Add cumin not spooned but shook with a shake
The most cayenne also that your stomach can take
The mushrooms are thrown from the woods to the pot
Just a half jig of ‘basco, to get her plenty hot
So slice up the sausage and grind up beef too
This brew will be ready in an hour or two
Still the true test will come as it sits and melds sin
Tomorrow’s guarantee? You’ll have to stay in…;P


~Outdoors2

Of Rituals and Man Hugs

Posted in Blogroll, Creativity, Friends, Life, Nature, Seasons, Uncategorized on May 10, 2008 by Outdoors2

We gather at Joe’s on a crisp October morning, Coffee for most. Beer for some. The `man’ hug shared among the core. We chat about what chainsaw needs sharpening, who has the percosets (for laters back relief), the deer in the field, which log pile to start on and who’s position is who’s at the splitter.It starts out with three or four `supervisors’ (usually the beer drinkers) directing the mass confusion and stumbling around trying to help the roughshod process turn into a smooth running, orchestrated production. After the initial burst of enthusiasm things settle in and each finds their own spot among the group and accepts the designated or perceived position that needs their filling. The day wears on as we each relinquishes the worn out soldier from the strenuous task they, too, had taken over from the one before him. Lunch brings a long awaited break from the chore that we never prepare for. Moaning and groans, bandages replaced, war stories told about the log that almost… the finger…the toe! All smile at the mornings accomplishment. Each knowing the necessity to keep the winter stoves stoked will cost these little scars. Break time passes and few head off to football practice, the tree stand, shopping whatever other life deed needs to be done this fall day. Besides, wearing oneself out from each years ritual. The core continues on..a well tuned, greased machine is all that remains now. The rhythm goes unbroken as switching eachs’ task, is a premonition known far in advance, before failure in this chain of events. The last pile dwindles quickly, as the remains are cleaned up and every odd piece is put through the mill, Finding it’s fate eventually on the stack. The field is scanned again for the evening feeders, the saws gathered up, stray files found, Tailgates put up, a pat on the back and the final Man hug given.

~Outdoors2 5/08

Thanks, Rachel …be whole now

From Where ?

Posted in Blogroll, Creativity, Friends, Life, Nature, Poetry, Uncategorized on April 22, 2008 by Outdoors2

Been There !

I’m from the oceans
or is it the seas
could be the valleys
a deep side of me

I’m scattered on plains
cast far across rows
or is it the prairie
where my soul blows

I’m born out of springs
trickled from earth
might be the rivers
which I am birthed

I’m an ort of granite
from mountain so wide
but soft as the magma
deep down inside

I’m bayous and swamps
a quag to be mired
stalled to a halt
mossed beauty admired

I’m wherever You are
You’re one in the same
whoever you are
whatever Your name

Care not where
nor what you were then
Who you are now
means more than you’ve been

~ RRS ~ Outdoors2 4/08

Posted in Blogroll, Creativity, Life, Love, Poetry, Seasons on March 30, 2008 by Outdoors2

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the day we went cycling
in the hot summer sun
the wind on our skin

I fell
sat there crying
you came to kiss my bruises
I tried to stop you at the scratches

you looked at me
and kissed them anyway

that day
a garden bloomed
in my heart

I still smell
the flowers

~*~

De-N

My Fast

Posted in Blogroll, Creativity, Life, Love, Poetry, Seasons, Uncategorized with tags , on March 21, 2008 by Outdoors2


If I was coming off fast
and my love of it, was pure
The best of the best
would be…
what I wanted for sure

Each of us has our own
So to recommend isn’t fair
just get what you’ve been missing
I just know that you’ll care

The test of time will have taken
it’s toll on your tongue
If only you knew
of what my fasting is from

Mine wasn’t Chocolate or Honey
tho sweet it is true
My restrictions were of
the wonderful tasting of …You

~Me

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All Four

Posted in Blogroll, Creativity, Life, Nature, Poetry, Seasons, Spirit, Uncategorized with tags , , on March 15, 2008 by Outdoors2

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When new life emerges
and blossoms abound
the crisp leaves the air
with warmth of the ground
Come birds and the worms
the gnats and the bees
long summers drag on…
then the  falling of leaves
Cold… wind driven storms
with icicle’s and chill
four seasons all pass
as our world is not still

© ~RRS, ~Outdoors2

Artwork by…Kuryosity

Trove

Posted in Blogroll, Creativity, Life, Love, Poetry, Spirit, Uncategorized with tags , , , on March 3, 2008 by Outdoors2
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Treasures saved
and stored for time
dimmed tho dark
still buffed to prime
allow all locks
to be undone
with each key
two hearts as one
Upon opening
of ones chest
Shining jewels
shall show their best

©~RRS, Outdoors2 3/08

a Tree and a River

Posted in Blogroll, Friends, Life, Nature, Poetry, Uncategorized with tags , , , , on February 29, 2008 by Outdoors2

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a Tree and a River
Role reversals as they grow

The need for each other is always there, Always supporting the other whether the water is brushing the roots or not. The River gives life to the Tree with it’s nourishment and the Trees’ root strength confine the River to its banks. When the River swells the Tree may topple, But certainly clinging to the banks with the tiniest threads for self preservation, knowing if it is plucked from the earth and cast off it is nevermore. The Tree stays close enough to the source of nourishment so it can still survive with minuscule effort and care from the River. Still the Tree holds on, not to succumb to the torrential waters as they erode away the slopes. Then through time, refreshment and reflection, the Tree starts to rebuild, renew with a rebirth. Not as it was. But stronger now that it’s previous branches take hold the silt and burrow to grasp deeper. Still fully aware this very well could be it’s last chance, For another storm of greater intensity would surely carry it to the tangled jam below. With nothing but confusion among its mass. Slowly the Tree will grow strong again with the fulfillment of its need from the River. As the River stays within it’s course and strays not from its channel with the myriad of the Trees new growth, expansion and strength.Till the damn Logger comes and shreds all hope

~RRS, ~Outdoors2 2/08

Winter doldrums

Posted in Blogroll, Creativity, Friends, Life, Nature, Uncategorized with tags , on February 24, 2008 by Outdoors2
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It was there on the carousel when it was ready to start
but the switchman had to leave and she jumped out of sight
I sat on my pony and waited till dark
I was all by my self only one in the park

She never came back and I thank as I sat
Wondering where I could find the golden ring at
It hadn’t come round for a day and a half
as I sat on my pony still trying to laugh

I sit and I wait for the gears to engage
its that ring on the hook I so wanted to hold
But the park has been closed now for a month and a day
So i just sit where I sat waiting for someone to play

~RRS, Outdoors2 2/08

The Journey

Posted in Blogroll, Life, Poetry, Uncategorized with tags , on February 21, 2008 by Outdoors2

One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice–
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
“Mend my life!”
each voice cried.
But you didn’t stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do–
determined to save
the only life you could save.
–Mary Oliver–

Over You

Posted in Art, Blogroll, Life, photography with tags , , , on February 17, 2008 by Outdoors2
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2 Years

17-Feb-’09

Art by… Brian Duey

Six Word Story

Posted in Blogroll, Creativity, Friends, Life, photography, Poetry, Uncategorized with tags , , on February 15, 2008 by Outdoors2
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With out You
We are Not
~Outdoors2

Astral Court

Posted in Blogroll, Life, Nature, Poetry, Seasons, Uncategorized with tags , , on February 12, 2008 by Outdoors2
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Moons beams dance and bound
around a sky as dark as ink
and Venus watches in dismay
the fool in her new mans ways
Mars turns red with bitterness
as his love casts her glow astray
Saturn turns and rolls away
for fear of rings bent matter
Uranus bows and cracks a smile
to all the ones who care
Earth becomes the friend as is
they all know his pull is there
but, Jupiter jumps across the lines
as his size is one to flatter
Neptune rinses off his brow
to see the show in view
Mercury hurries to meet with Pluto
before he goes astray
the Stars are twinkles of alls eyes
alluring and shine they may
the Sun! well she stays hidden
as not to ruin this knights Day
~RRS, Outdoors2, 2/08
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Simple Math

Posted in Blogroll, Life, Uncategorized on February 4, 2008 by Outdoors2

An easy way to add just one

add you to me and find the sum..

1 + 1 =
~R

Not, Just a Field

Posted in Blogroll, Friends, Hiking, Life, Nature, photography, Poetry, Seasons, Uncategorized with tags , on February 4, 2008 by Outdoors2


Not, Just a Field


Just a field that most will see
so much more than grass for free
Just some blades they may view
gentle sways of graceful you
Just stalks grown withered and dry
ag-ed strength longs sprig and spry
Just some fodder filling space
curves of smiles, wave ‘cross your place
Just laying matted without care
the tangled look that draws me here
Just stored seed cased in it’s shell
this field of dreams will cast it’s spell
It’s Just a field that most will see
It’s Just much more than that to Me

It’s Just a field that most will see

~RRS, Outdoors2 2/08
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Sisters

Posted in Art, Blogroll, Life, Poetry, Uncategorized with tags , , , on February 2, 2008 by Outdoors2


My tears of joy your smiles bring

always as we meet

Our love is all eternity
tho’ cloaked and ever sweet

Forever knowing you are near
so even if not there

As sisters share a way to tell
For you,
I’ll always care

~Dad

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Artwork..Pierre-Auguste-Renoir

Bowl full of roses

Posted in Blogroll, Friends, Life, Nature, photography, Poetry with tags , , , , on January 15, 2008 by Outdoors2
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A Bowl full of Roses

Pink brings gentle meaning
to Lavender’s ‘magination
Yellow is the base for
Orange’s inflamation
White’s the One, it’s Pure
But Red is…
Love for Sure

© ~RRS, ~Outdoors2
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Fretless

Posted in Blogroll, Creativity, Friends, Life, Music, photography, Poetry, Uncategorized with tags , , on January 11, 2008 by Outdoors2


My Strings will Sing

a forever whine
untill we meet
in forever time

© ~RRS

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Quiet

Posted in Blogroll, Life, photography, Poetry on January 8, 2008 by Outdoors2


Feeling Whispers’ Touch

as You do
so quietly

Loving You so Much
reaches deep
inside of Me

Stroking Souls as Such
like a feather
touches We

Longing Embraces Clutch
never to be
set Free

~~~*~~~


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TY
© ~ RRS, Outdoors2

Unto You

Posted in Blogroll, Fishing, Friends, Life, Poetry on January 3, 2008 by Outdoors2
Unto You
Their twinkling eyes do look in wonder, as sky turns indigo
Looking at figures of subtle outlines, with firelights warm glow
Staring at the brightness of the beams cast on your face
Seems to be a wonder here, a longing for your embrace
Calm does come as hours pass and smiles join as one
Sweet smell of oneness in the air, at sight of rising sun

TY © ~RRS, ~Outdoors2
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Untitled – by..Cindy

Posted in Blogroll, Friends, Poetry, Uncategorized with tags , , on November 13, 2007 by Outdoors2


Come Take my hand;
I’ll help
You stand
And by your side
Remain.

I’ll
lift you up
when times
are rough
and help you
through
your pain.

When
times wax good,
as soon
they should,
I’ll be there
for the dance.

You’re
worth the wait,
oh woman
who’s great;
That’s why
I took
the chance…

cindy fraley 2007

No-vember

Posted in Blogroll, Life, Nature, Poetry, Seasons, Uncategorized with tags , , , , , on November 12, 2007 by Outdoors2
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No shade, no shine, no butterflies,
no bees
No fruit, no flowers, no leaves,
no birds! — No-vember!

-Thomas Hood (1799-1845)

Intervention

Posted in Art, Blogroll, Life, photography, Poetry with tags , , , , on November 4, 2007 by Outdoors2

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Temptation’s frustration for the forbidden fruit
You hand it to me and my thoughts go aloof
Divine intervention needs shout out it’s say
My conscience is elsewhere on this ‘given’ day

Thanks Rose for this Teasing Treat ;)

©~RRS, ~Outdoors2