Not Your Every Day Junk Drawer

As in one's hand a lighted match blinds you before
it comes aflame and sends out brilliant flickering
tongues to every side — so, within the ring of the
spectators, her dance begins in hasty, heated rhythms
and spreads itself darting flames around.

And suddenly the dance is altogether flame!

With a fierce glance she sets her hair alight.
Unexpectedly she turns with daring artfulness
the swirling flounces of her dress within this
conflagration, out of which her upheld naked arms,
clapping the castanets, appear like serpents striking.

And then, afraid her fire were diminishing,
she gathers it all up and flings it down
with an imperious haughtily gesture, and watches
as it lies there writhing on the ground, unyielding
and unwilling to concede the dance has ended.
Yet she show victory in her sweet swift smile
as she lifts up her face, while with her small firm feet
she stamps out the last of the dying embers.

Spanish Dancer by Rainer Maria Rilke
 
As in one's hand a lighted match blinds you before
it comes aflame and sends out brilliant flickering
tongues to every side — so, within the ring of the
spectators, her dance begins in hasty, heated rhythms
and spreads itself darting flames around.

And suddenly the dance is altogether flame!

With a fierce glance she sets her hair alight.
Unexpectedly she turns with daring artfulness
the swirling flounces of her dress within this
conflagration, out of which her upheld naked arms,
clapping the castanets, appear like serpents striking.

And then, afraid her fire were diminishing,
she gathers it all up and flings it down
with an imperious haughtily gesture, and watches
as it lies there writhing on the ground, unyielding
and unwilling to concede the dance has ended.
Yet she show victory in her sweet swift smile
as she lifts up her face, while with her small firm feet
she stamps out the last of the dying embers.

Spanish Dancer by Rainer Maria Rilke



Lovely. So many images this brings to mind.
:rose:
 
Gimme that stake! I will gladly assist you, Mr. Van Helsing. :cool:


That is truly what I needed this morning but the topics would have been much more serious.

BeachyBaby, water is so calming...so need this.
Perky, I've been there many times. I think it's the most beautiful spot in the world.

That's Abram's Falls in Cades Cove. If you want to see some truly beautiful sights, Google "Cades Cove." Then just enjoy page after page of serenity and beauty. :)

I so want to go back there. That's one of the things I miss most about back home.
 
I don't mind the quiet
Or the lonely nights
I don't miss the funky attitudes
And I don't miss the fights
I lie on the couch 'til suppertime
And hunker down and read the Post
And that's when I remember the things I miss the most:

The talk
The sex
Somebody to trust
The Audi TT
The house on the Vineyard
The house on the Gulf Coast
These are the things I miss the most

I kinda like frying up
My sad cuisine
Getting in bed and curling up with a girlie magazine
Sometimes in the corner of my eye
I see that adorable ghost
And then ba-boom I remember the things I miss the most

The talk
The sex
Somebody to trust
The comfy Eames chair
The good copper pans
The '54 Strat
These are the things I miss the most

I had a little birdy friend
By morning she was gone
Birdie good-bye
Birdie bye bye

I'm learning how to meditate
So far so good
I'm building the Andrea Doria out of balsa wood
The days really don't last forever
But it's getting pretty damn close
And that's when I remember the things I miss the most

The talk
The sex
Somebody to trust
The Audi TT
The house on the Vineyard
The house on the Gulf Coast
These are the things I miss the most
 
Perky, I've been there many times. I think it's the most beautiful spot in the world.

That's Abram's Falls in Cades Cove. If you want to see some truly beautiful sights, Google "Cades Cove." Then just enjoy page after page of serenity and beauty. :)

I so want to go back there. That's one of the things I miss most about back home.

BeachyBaby, it is beautiful!! I think I would like to hike in that area when the leaves turn.

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Feeling Good

Birds flying high you know how I feel
Sun in the sky you know how I feel
Breeze driftin' on by you know how I feel

It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life
For me
And I'm feeling good

Fish in the sea you know how I feel
River running free you know how I feel
Blossom on the tree you know how I feel

Dragonfly out in the sun you know what I mean, don't you know
Butterflies all havin' fun you know what I mean
Sleep in peace when day is done
That's what I mean

And this old world is a new world
And a bold world
For me

Stars when you shine you know how I feel
Scent of the pine you know how I feel
Oh freedom is mine
And I know how I feel



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D5Y11hwjMNs
 
That's the problem. So would a few hundred thousand other visitors. There are plenty of places nearby that are just as beautiful in the autumn - when the tourists are in the Smokies. :)

Cades Cove is in the Gatlinburg/Pigeon Forge area. In normal traffic, it takes about 15 minutes to drive from Pigeon Forge to Gatlinburg, then another 30 minutes or so to drive to Cades Cove.

When the tourists are out en force, it takes about 2 hours to drive from Pigeon Forge to Gatlinburg, another hour to drive THROUGH Gatlinburg, and another 2-3 hours to Cades Cove.

I'll tell you what's so cool about Cades Cove. They have an 11 mile, one way loop road. If you go at dawn or dusk, you're guaranteed to see some deer and probably some bears too. I used to keep a steno pad in the car when we drove the loop so I could tally the animals we saw. In one trip, I've counted over 100 deer and a dozen bears. :D

We even had a bear snooping around outside our tent one night. Another trip, I found a huge stand of blackberries, so I helped myself. I went around to the other side to get more and found myself face to face with a bear. I very slowly backed away until I was out of his line of vision, then hauled ass to the safety of the car. I've never messed with the blackberries there again!
 
Oh, and there used to be the CUTEST family of white skunks who lived at the picnic area there. Swear to God. White skunks. They were white with black stripes instead of the typical black with white stripes. Cutest things I ever saw! (Of course, I never got on the receiving end of one of their temper tantrums. lol)

Some moron killed them off about 13-14 years ago. Fucker. I used to love watching them!
 
I don't have a problem with tourists, since I'm often one myself, but I have a problem when they don't respect the land, the wildlife, & the locals.
We had a family trip from Knoxville to Nantahala (spelling?) to Charleston when I was a semi-wee Perks. Daddy wanted us to see the turning of the leaves...he wasn't thinking about a bazillion people doing the same!! :eek:

But it was beautiful! :)


Is it odd that the thought of bears don't scare me but skunks give me the shivers...and Imma not talking Lit shivers, girl!!!! :rolleyes:
 
OK, this is just too funny not to post.

As seen on Brian Haner's Facebook news feed:

Thank goodness I only eat free range pussy, none of that processed stuff that Michael Douglas has been gnawing on! - Gene Pompa

(Brian Haner is "Guitar Guy" who toured with Jeff Dunham. Brian is even funnier than Jeff!)
 
I've had a trip in mind for the last couple years involving the Blue Ridge Parkway, Asheville and the parks just below Asheville.

Now you ladies have given me the next leg of the trip. Perfect!
 
Nantahala is GORGEOUS! I want to go rafting down the river someday!

I just can't stand the extra crowds and traffic. So what do I do? Move to a place that has tourist season all winter long.

The skunks freaked me out at first too. When you watched them and realized they weren't going to hurt anybody, you couldn't help but fall in love with them. :) I wouldn't feed them, but I'm sure there were plenty of idiots who did.

Where are you from? I grew up about an hour from Knoxville.
 
OK, this is just too funny not to post.

As seen on Brian Haner's Facebook news feed:

Thank goodness I only eat free range pussy, none of that processed stuff that Michael Douglas has been gnawing on! - Gene Pompa

(Brian Haner is "Guitar Guy" who toured with Jeff Dunham. Brian is even funnier than Jeff!)

lol thats a good one!
 
AF, if ya need a tour guide, just give me a yell! That's my old stomping grounds. :) I lived pretty much halfway between Knox and Asheville.

Don't tell your wife, but Asheville has the best shopping EVER!
 
Screw that. I'm coming along! I just looked at the link, and I'm in LOVE!

I have a thing for waterfalls. :eek:
 
AF, if ya need a tour guide, just give me a yell! That's my old stomping grounds. :) I lived pretty much halfway between Knox and Asheville.

Don't tell your wife, but Asheville has the best shopping EVER!

That's a great offer! It's such a beautiful area, I don't know how you ever moved from there.

I love hiking, craft beers and alt-country/folk music. Asheville is pretty much nirvana for me. I used to go there on business, but haven't had occasion to get back in 15 years.
 
Thank goodness I only eat free range pussy, none of that processed stuff that Michael Douglas has been gnawing on! - Gene Pompa
*gigglesnort*


I've had a trip in mind for the last couple years involving the Blue Ridge Parkway, Asheville and the parks just below Asheville.

Now you ladies have given me the next leg of the trip. Perfect!

Some of the falls around Asheville were locations in The Last of The Mohicans. Hmm, I was gonna watch that movie last night....
 
If you want to get in a little history, go across the mountain from Asheville into Tennessee - a little town called Greeneville. It's the home of Andrew Johnson and Davy Crockett was born nearby in Limestone.

Andrew Johnson's home, tailor shop, and a replica of his birthplace are there. There's also a church with a cannon lodged in the wall that was fired at General Morgan during the Civil War. Greeneville was also the capital of the Lost State of Franklin, and the capital building is there. (I believe it's the original instead of a replica, but I could be wrong.)

Monument Hill is the burial site for veterans and their spouses, and Andrew Johnson and his family are also buried there.

I started out my health care career when I was a teenager as a nurses' aide. Andrew Johnson's great-great-granddaughter was one of my patients. Any time she didn't want to do something, that was her excuse. But I'm Andrew Johnson's great granddaughter!

I went in one time to give her a bath. She'd refused a bath for several days in a row, and I intended to give her the bath. "But I'm Andrew Johnson's great granddaughter!"

"I don't care if you're Jesus Christ. You're getting a bath."

How can you argue with that? She took the bath. That became our line whenever we needed a good argument. lol
 
Screw that. I'm coming along! I just looked at the link, and I'm in LOVE!

I have a thing for waterfalls. :eek:

Me too. When choosing a hiking trail, a nice waterfall makes the choice easy. I went to college in the Finger Lakes Region of New York and spent many afternoons walking around Taughannock Falls, Buttermilk Falls, and Watkins Glen. I've been back there with family to visit many times since.
 
Making love under or behind (or both) a waterfall is on my sexual bucket list. :eek:
 
If you want to get in a little history, go across the mountain from Asheville into Tennessee - a little town called Greeneville. It's the home of Andrew Johnson and Davy Crockett was born nearby in Limestone.

Andrew Johnson's home, tailor shop, and a replica of his birthplace are there. There's also a church with a cannon lodged in the wall that was fired at General Morgan during the Civil War. Greeneville was also the capital of the Lost State of Franklin, and the capital building is there. (I believe it's the original instead of a replica, but I could be wrong.)

Monument Hill is the burial site for veterans and their spouses, and Andrew Johnson and his family are also buried there.

I started out my health care career when I was a teenager as a nurses' aide. Andrew Johnson's great-great-granddaughter was one of my patients. Any time she didn't want to do something, that was her excuse. But I'm Andrew Johnson's great granddaughter!

I went in one time to give her a bath. She'd refused a bath for several days in a row, and I intended to give her the bath. "But I'm Andrew Johnson's great granddaughter!"

"I don't care if you're Jesus Christ. You're getting a bath."

How can you argue with that? She took the bath. That became our line whenever we needed a good argument. lol

Ha, that's a good one . . .

You think they'd have a Yankee, with an Ohio accent, like like me? I mean Johnson's great granddaughter might have a guy from the state where Grant and Sherman were born tar and feathered!

I suppose the good barbecue might make the trip worth the risk though.
 
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