happy birthday lady wordsmith
/bark bark bark
a poem for the Lady Wordsmith
there's a psychedelic vision
of an old crone divisioned
a muerta? not quite
a sunfish in flight
hooked and twisting and pulling in fight
not going gently into the night
#5 means i offer this photochoppy
a gift to da lady from the K9 rotty
the lady's listing of forty wishes
mostly i read that it's freedom she misses
marinated in thoughts of her corazon
i dogpaddled a sea of digital foam
and rode on the bubbles to her home
but when i arrived she were not alone
black and white flickering of film noir
darius and BoHemia at the bar
horsehead nebulas wearing belts of orion
somewhere behind me a bridge was sighing
for the lady say a crone is halfway to dying
well forget that grrrrl, sip up! we be flying
#16
hear that long and lonesome whistle?
let's us write the bums epistle!
go lady go lady go lady go
i wish ya happy birthday happy birthday dontcha know?
/(soft) grrrrr
posted by sparringK9 at 9:42 AM
29 Comments:
You K9, are a Prince~
I left a happy B-day note for Lady W at her place...and I do so here as well :)
Happy Birthday Lady W :)
Hope your day is full of joy and sunlight :)
K9 ~ What a lovely tribute to such a lovely lady! :)
K9, you continue to amaze me with your skillful words, Sancho would be so proud but Mr Dela Mancha would also appreciate the tribute on such honest fervor.
Well, now, the dawg is back...Happy Birthday LadyWordsmith.
Happy Birthday to Lady Wordsmith!!!
what's this? time for drawing and words for the lady, and no comments back at your bird's roost?
(but it's so nicely done - i can't help but praise)
happy birthday to you lady wordsmith. and many more!
K9, I'm sure Lady Wordsmith will love the birthday thoughts. Very gracious of you, as always.
So now I say, Happy Birthday Lady Wordsmith. Many happy returns.
OK... who's Lady Wordsmith? There is no link for those of us that have only recently become fond of the Rotty's brilliance as with the Mayden.
K9, gotta put a link in the tribute, so as we know in which whom you honor :)
/bark bark bark
grrrrr!
melinda777: the first sentance "a poem for lady wordsmith" has a link click on "lady wordsmith." i dont know why it wont show as another color...but i use safari and there are no options in the composing mode for changing the font color. she's also listed on my blog roll. but you are right!!
mayden: a prince? (soft) grrrrrrr sunlight achieved! we'll see how the joy part plays out...
lady jane: thank you. soon i will have to do a foodie image for a certain literary lady..the colors you use to head your posts at eyre affairs? i cant do that with safari. a "known" problem with interfacing blogger and macOSX grrrr!!
Q: you think im tilting at the windmills with all this workload for the ladies??? fervor is right!
aunty: freya got her own page finally. check her out on the blogroll.
enemy, xdell and boyedie: thanks for her birthday wishes...but she's MIA. probably jumped a boxcar and went into the great wide open....
/grrrrrr
Thats a good poem for lady wordsmith. Do I get one for my birthday too?
BTW, I am still waiting for you to come visit my blog....
dawg,
my condolences on the braves' loss to the giants this evening.
of course, i can't say i'm too sorry about it.
frankly, i'm relieved and stunned that benitez didn't lose the game for the giants in the 9th inning.
flap/flap/swoosh!
Ohhh mi Corazon,, you have found and sealed. And sealed for me beside mi único y verdadero amor!
Dearest K9, know this as truth, you have read me as though you wrote me and for that I can never thank you enough.
And know that though I only surface now - nearly a creator's week since my half crone day. And though your most tender hearted gift lay here in quiet waiting for my eyes to feast . 'Tis my soul that heard you calling from some near muerta.
And to this blessings of blessings for my rebirth. Your gift...it nearly makes me your child...or lover...
Yes. 'tis you know that the path to my threshold is made with the foam of mermaids departed and the pearls their sisters cried for their death.
And yes. 'tis you who know how my own salty jewels painted my face with the yearning for freedom. Day tripping with a desert taste on our tongues and an ocean's roil in our breast. And the scent of newly ancient Asian blooms. All teasing with the clicking call to follow the shadows of the fireworks chaser and the night wing's flight.
A thousand blessings would never make a start for you have managed to start my heart. With pride, and honour, I wear your death mask to suckle at the teats you bear. You have nourished me and fed me energy renewed.
I cannot wait for my return. And to share with you our mutually savage spirited ways.
to you, mi corazon
~Lady
Time for serious commentary, now, K9. The ladies will wait.
hey ... its velvet ... how's it?
just sayin' hi ...
the correct profile
Love the collage work....
and what a poem.
a great birthday tribute to Lady Wordsmith.
flap/flap/flap!
that piece of public art you spoke of at my roost - i would so love to have a pictre of it- it sounds wonderful, fabulous - and perfect!
swoosh!
howdy
i'm back.
just popped in to check on the puppy.
I laid down paper for you, but I see you have been able to figure out the screen door latch.
Good Puppy!!!
and so sorry i did not leave enough treats for you out.
Let me make it up to you?
Want to go for a run in the park?
I think we both could use one.
Miss you.
Infini
hey .. miss ya too. hope you're well. just wanted to say hi ... and lol i noticed that u must really like lux an awful lot - you got 2 links to her blog in your list, lol.
take care dawg.
its velvet.
excellent picture -
once again, you excel yourself, K9, I'm only sorry my birthday was in May . . damn!!
I guess I'll have to wait till next year.
K,
a new post from me finally, maybe you will dig it?
also the uberbitch has been busy
http://vanillebitch.blogspot.com/
you must be sucked under with work k9 -
but it's time for a new post! squawked the bird
I am sure somewhere, out there, SOMEONE is having a birthday,
time for a new POST!!
and thanks for the compliment in the chaos.
I got a poem.
Hickory dickory dock--
oh'...Happy Birthday Lady Wordsmith!...and Mr. K 9 I am still laughing at the perky comment you left at my bloggy..hee!hee!hee!
nope, still no new post....
oh where oh where has our doggie gone? oh where, oh where can he be?
with his stinkin' browns
and his tail wagging 'round
oh where or where can he be?
yep,
been finding those steamin' browns around...
you must be busy..
and thanks for the tip for the headache remedy on my blog...
will certainly try that.
K9,
Did you get my last email? I'm missing at least onefrom you. Let me know what's up. Also, passing a message to Uri if you dont mind...
Uri,
Towers hit by planes, no doubt./
But look what Dr. Jones found out,/
Seems with a sample, spec'd with ease/
he found Potassium and Manganese/
No other reason they'd be there/
'cept thermate, look it up anywhere/
Molten steel, cut like butter/
and not a word will the media utter/
God damn, it's a disgrace/
No one brave enough to show their face/
Bow down as he wants/
or suffer kiddy piggy taunts/
cowards die a thousand times/
No one stepped up to stop my rhymes/
Your logic's strong. Are you the one?/
To silence me, end the run?/
Gimme a chance. come take a ride./
Soon enough your skills will be on my side...
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