I wanted to be  with you alone
(on the internet?).
And talk about the weather
(What is the deal with the weather?
Pick a season, stay with it til the next one).
But traditions can’t be traced
(or can they, again, the internet).
We get tricked when
we only stick with our base.Nothing keeps our attention…
We’re lost in admiration,
could we need it this much?Oh, is it wasting time?
Just, just, just wasting time.
Something happens and
we’re head over heels.
We never find out till
we’re head over heels…

• We humans fall head over heels quickly, with: people, pets, passions, movies, books, songs (I’m still on a Tears For Fears kick although The Cars too, goodbye Ric Ocasek, you were just what we needed), politicians, celebrities, television shows, smartphones and other electronic gadgets and gizmos, cars, causes, friends, fads, flights of fancy…
  

And when we…

Fragrant blossoms perfume the trees
Air roseate with redolence
Birds warbling endless resonance.

Dew luminesces flowers and leaves
Where butterflies on morning jaunt
Fluttering prismatic feathers flaunt.

Morning serenade by bees
Nuzzling blooms for their sweet nectar
The quèen bee's honey collector.

Leaves rustled by a gentle breeze
Cloudless sky vaulting green meadows
Lambs grazing in peaceful shadows.

Dropping slowly into the eaves
Dry leaves and twigs, the sparrows find
A nest, a home they weave and bind.

Fragrant blossoms perfume the trees
Dew luminesces flowers and leaves
Morning serenade by bees
Leaves rustled by a gentle breeze
Dropping slowly into the eaves.



# The Constanza form of poetry  

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Απόσπασμα από το βιβλίο του James Redfield “Η Τραγωδία του Έκτορα”

Saturday, September 14, 2019

Pixabay (altered image)

Hello, my chuckaboos!  Welcome back to the #steampunk riverboat, The Delta Pearl.

This week’s random reader things

I could have used this as a “thing” last time, but it seemed more important this time.  What? Paddlewheel! Two readers left it as a “random thing.” One was Ginger, of Murphy’s Law. Thanks for your loyal support, my chuckaboo!  The other reader to leave “paddlewheel” was Kevin Cooper. Check out his blog and music. 

Wait! There are more reader things.  Both are perfect for this Steam Era story.  Sally Cronin supplied a mangle.  Fraggle (aka photographer C.J. Hyslop) gave us a skirt lifter.

Thanks to Dan Antion and for letting me use some of his photos. 

If you need to review, click the link for Chapter 6 — Listen. 

Last time, Émeraude slipped on the deck.  Aside from…

Let me begin with a significant disclaimer:

Kids, don’t try this at home.

To be a little more serious about it, today’s topic is demonology; specifically, the demons found in Le Veritable Dragon Rouge, also known as The Grand Grimoire. Le Veritable Dragon Rouge, which is the French title, translates to the True Red Dragon.

Now, depending on your level of Biblical literacy, you may recognize the Red Dragon from the closing book of the New Testament, Revelation:

And behold a great red dragon, having seven heads and ten horns, and seven crowns upon his heads. And his tail drew the third part of the stars of heaven, and did cast them to the earth.

— (Rev. 12:3-4, KJV)

Likewise, depending on your interest in art, you might be aware of the Great Red Dragon paintings done by the poet, artist and mystic William Blake:

William Blake…