Poems, Quotes, Sayings & Other Creative Stuff.

[Old Folder]

Dan

[Stanwade]

"Today"

Yesterday and tomarrow,
Are at war with each other,
If only today.

Tomarrow there shall be peace,
As there once was yesterday,
Today is lost.

Yesterday is but a memory,
Tomarrow is forever an illusion,
Remains only today.

By: Thomas DeVore
April 3rd, 2021
20:00 p.m.

I love it, Tom.. nice work buddy

[Quick Steel]

"“It is terrible to contemplate how few politicians are hanged.” GK Chesterton – The Cleveland Press, March 1, 1921

[TPK]

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Dan

[TPK]

"“It is terrible to contemplate how few politicians are hanged.” GK Chesterton – The Cleveland Press, March 1, 1921

[TPK]

"Today"

Yesterday and tomarrow,
Are at war with each other,
If only today.

Tomarrow there shall be peace,
As there once was yesterday,
Today is lost.

Yesterday is but a memory,
Tomarrow is forever an illusion,
Remains only today.

By: Thomas DeVore
April 3rd, 2021
20:00 p.m.

I love it, Tom.. nice work buddy

Thanks Buddy! Appreciate it! I didn't care for the bleakness of it yesterday as I normally write down my feelings & I was not feeling at all or in any way bleak yesterday but the words just came to me so I put them down in writing. Otherwise, they would be gone today. That's just how it is. Today I awoke with an answer to the poem from yesterday. I must write it down today, tomarrow it will be gone.

[TPK]

"Today"

Yesterday and tomarrow,
Are at war with each other,
If only today.

Tomarrow there shall be peace,
As there once was yesterday,
Today is lost.

Yesterday is but a memory,
Tomarrow is forever an illusion,
Remains only today.

By: Thomas DeVore
April 3rd, 2021
20:00 p.m.

I didn't care for the bleakness of this poem yesterday as I normally write down my feelings & I was not feeling at all or in any way bleak yesterday but the words just came to me so I put them down in writing. Otherwise, they would be gone today. That's just how it is. Today I awoke with an answer to the poem from yesterday. I must write it down today, tomarrow they will be gone.


"Today there is Peace"

At peace with the future,
At peace with the past,
At peace with the present,
At peace, at last.

By: Thomas DeVore
April 4th, 2021 (Easter Sunday)
5:30 a.m.



Four foot notes that come to mind.:

1) HAPPY EASTER EVERYONE!

2) Matthew 6:34 “Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.”

3) This book.: Illumination in the Flatwoods: A Season with the Wild Turkey / By: Joe Hutto
What I remember most about it is how Wild Turkeys live in the present moment.

4) If you want peace to write in the morning while everyone is still asleep..., you must first feed the cats.


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[TPK]

This one goes along with I-Man's picture. viewtopic.php?t=17135&start=35490

"Myosotis"

Four-Thirty reads the Nixon watch,
Two pretty Schrades,
Aloft some rocks,
Sedum growing out around,
Covers up the naked ground,
The air was crisp,
The sun was hot,
I even saw,
For-Get-Me-Not!


For: I-Man
By: Thomas DeVore
May 5th 2021

[WillyCamaro]

This one goes along with I-Man's picture. viewtopic.php?t=17135&start=35490

"Myosotis"

Four-Thirty reads the Nixon watch,
Two pretty Schrades,
Aloft some rocks,
Sedum growing out around,
Covers up the naked ground,
The air was crisp,
The sun was hot,
I even saw,
For-Get-Me-Not!


For: I-Man
By: Thomas DeVore
May 5th 2021

Wow Tom.
That tis almost Shakespearean in nature, well done mate.

[TPK]

This one goes along with I-Man's picture. viewtopic.php?t=17135&start=35490

"Myosotis"

Wow Tom.
That tis almost Shakespearean in nature, well done mate.

Thanks Willy!

[QTCut5]

If you slept in a bed last night and had breakfast this morning, you have a lot to be grateful for.

[Mumbleypeg]

"Don't believe any quote you see on the internet - you never know if it's true."

- Abraham Lincoln


Ken

[FRJ]

Sell your cleverness and buy bewilderment.

Rumi

[TPK]

I may come back & edit this one or add to it but this is a first draft. Hope you enjoy!


"Sensing Seasons"

White of Winter, Songs of Spring,
Warmth the Summer Sun does bring,
Sublime Beauty, Painted Fall,
Exalted is the Lord of Awe.

Fragrant Flowers, Berries Sweet,
Summer is, a Special Treat!
A Million things, that I hold Dear,
Thankful for, just being here!

©By: Thomas DeVore
June 26th 2021
08:40 A.M.

[Quick Steel]

Love your poem and photos; a fine combination. My favorite line: "Exalted is the Lord of Awe."

[TPK]

Thanks Buddy! Glad you enjoyed it my friend!

[TPK]

Did it again! Wrote another knife poem. This one is about an old Robi Klaas Kissing Crane that showed up yesterday. These things just happen.



"My New EDC"

A little carried,
A little used,
A little beaten,
But not abused,

A little crack,
Down by the pin,
Welcome Home,
My Brand New Friend!


©By: Thomas DeVore
July 13th, 2021
22:30 P.M.

[WillyCamaro]

[Ridgegrass]

Some song lyrics that were never published. My father's family is from Wyoming County, West Virginia. While they have always done very well as teachers and business people, the area has some of the deepest poverty I've ever seen. Joan and I drove through some nearby towns and saw house-trailers with the aluminum stripped of and scrapped, the insulation batting held in with twine.

The Leaving

By the light at his father's kitchen table
He said, "Dad, I can't stand this anymore
So I'll be going just as soon as I am able"
And his eyes could barely see the kitchen floor.

All his life he had watched his father labor
Knew the pain from his mother's weary eyes
Every year they'd be goin' to friends and neighbors
For a loan or a handout, to get by

"Oh Mom, it kills me to be going,
Do you think that I'd want to leave my home?"
"There's no work, and I can't stay beholdin'
To the ones here a' strugglin' for their own."

Many years in this valley folks were busy
They never dreamed those mines and mills would fail
Come hard time all their hope had gone to misery
Staring out now across those rusty rails.

Lookin' back just to see the wood smoke rising
He turned and drove on down that dusty lane
In his heart burned a question, not surprising
"Will I ever, come down this road again?"

J.O'.

[treefarmer]

A though provoking piece, Ridgegrass.
There are some politicians who should read this.
Treefarmer

[Dan In MI]

Joan and I drove through some nearby towns and saw house-trailers with the aluminum stripped of and scrapped, the insulation batting held in with twine.

The sort of thing that shouldn't happen in America, and a sad consequence of people being paranoid about climate change.

A though provoking piece, Ridgegrass.
There are some politicians who should read this.

Yes indeed!

[Ridgegrass]

Sorry to be a bummer!
Here's one we (Good Deale Bluegrass) recorded in '07.
Wrote it for my Joanie. Happy and sappy!

Back When I Was Learnin'.

Now back when I was learnin', way back when my thoughts were churnin',
At a time when I was yearnin' just to have someone like you
Back when my heart was burnin' and my wheels were really turnin'
Way back when I was learnin' just to love you like I do

You were country and so pretty, and I was from the city
You were down in Sussex County on your Mama's little farm.
From the moment I first saw you I just had to get to know you
And when I did I found my heart was taken by a storm

Lots of pretty girls had thrilled me, and some had darn near killed me
And I was really livin', runnin' hard and fast and wild
All the love that I was tastin' was just time that I was wastin'
Till I slowed down to understand the magic in your smile

Well that was back when I was learnin' and this old world kept turnin'
And I wondered was it possible to love one through and through
So I'll just keep on tryin' till the day that I lay dyin'
Just yearnin', burnin', learnin' , just to love you like I do.

J.O'.

[TPK]

[treefarmer]

Did it again! Wrote another knife poem. This one is about an old Robi Klaas Kissing Crane that showed up yesterday. These things just happen.



"My New EDC"

A little carried,
A little used,
A little beaten,
But not abused,

A little crack,
Down by the pin,
Welcome Home,
My Brand New Friend!


©By: Thomas DeVore
July 13th, 2021
22:30 P.M.

Tom, your poem is right on target describing my love for HOKs. Just can't beat an old, solid, well made pocket knife!
Thanks for expressing thoughts that I could never put together as you did.
Treefarmer

[TPK]

Did it again! Wrote another knife poem. This one is about an old Robi Klaas Kissing Crane that showed up yesterday. These things just happen.

"My New EDC"

A little carried,
A little used,
A little beaten,
But not abused,

A little crack,
Down by the pin,
Welcome Home,
My Brand New Friend!


©By: Thomas DeVore
July 13th, 2021
22:30 P.M.

Tom, your poem is right on target describing my love for HOKs. Just can't beat an old, solid, well made pocket knife!
Thanks for expressing thoughts that I could never put together as you did.
Treefarmer

Thanks Philip! I really appreciate that you appreciate it.

To me, sometimes ya get an older knife and it's nice but it's just another EDC. And then some other times they have a special feel to em. Like a posative energy. IMO. This one has a very nice posative energy about it IMO. I'm looking forward to carrying it next week. Glad you liked my poem.