03.11.15

welcome!… :)

Posted in Uncategorized at 2:56 am by sallysense

thanks to some glitchy plug-ins…

the old blog’s gone missing-in-action…

so am getting another one ready…

for that displaced stuff to move back in!…

12.26.16

(got no poem to offer)…

Posted in Uncategorized at 7:22 pm by sallysense

got no poem to offer…
no lines to write down…
been on the go helping…
some kinfolk in town…

full pen and blank paper…
old stuff that’s brand new…
two buddies just waiting…
for fresh longhand too…

what’s worthwhile telling?…
that deserves to be said?…
besides words for well-being…
before climbing in bed…

no fine language here now…
to wrap around rhyme…
can’t see much beyond…
simple folks at this time…

their quest fills the present…
willing future and past…
left with living gone missing…
to stretch it to last…

a build-up of tolerance…
can add needed space…
to erase other clutter…
keeping things in their place…

lessons in patience…
and that backfire they teach…
cloud a wake-up call message…
for life out of reach…

am not much in touch…
through a phone or the mail…
only use them a lot…
so the kinfolk won’t fail…

favorites for sharing…
remain with the heart…
as near as one dear…
although so far apart…

got no poem to offer…
no lines to write down…
still on the go helping…
some kinfolk in town…

the best’a wishes’n’ways’n’todays!…

and the neatest’a love’n’truth’n’stuff to each’n’all!… 🙂

05.05.16

hitching to the mission…

Posted in Uncategorized at 12:47 pm by sallysense

hitching to the mission…

grabbed a seat in a truck on the interstate…
next to half-baled hay near a loose tailgate…
a farmer drove heading to market in town…
with a brood of young peeps and a sleepy old hound…

tall mountains behind me stood shrinking in size…
and so did my squint as full sun hit these eyes…
gust from the roadside rushed stealing the wind…
and reached out to rip off the hat i sat in…

worn treads below me squeezed into a roll…
their uneven squeaks strumming into a lull…
chirps from late chicks huddled under a tarp…
drew up like music from stray muffled harps…

branches on bushes brushed close to one side…
touching bright shadows that trailed my ride…
had been on the road for a couple of days…
in a few different lanes cruising busy highways…

was hoping to get to the mission by dark…
for a bath and a cot where new road dust could park…
a bowl of warm soup would soon comfort this belly…
and luck might show up with hard crust under jelly…

but drool on my lips quickly slipped off in thuds…
as tires tripped into a ditch of dried mud…
jostled and juggled and tossed upside down…
this truckbed of squatters flung onto the ground…

chirps leaped to squawks in a heap of deep yellow…
as i focused my sight for the old farmer fellow…
a tail stood wagging against my cut hand…
and behind it two boots ‘neath torn cuffs on patched pants…

the farmer leaned over and asked how i was…
i blurted “okay” as i picked myself up…
we glanced at each other and scouted the scene…
then started to round up stirred chicks in between…

got ‘em packed in their boxes and back on the road…
but the farmer’s leg hurt so he headed for home…
sharp stabs grabbed his foot as he asked me to drive…
then he slid to his right while i took the farside…

he muttered directions and short stories too…
of some high points and low blows his legs scuttered through…
in no time at all we pulled into his farm…
and onto bare dirt at the door of his barn…

we uncrated those chicks then he asked me to stay…
to help a few days ‘til his pain wore away…
i gave him an answer before i could speak…
and that mission would just have to wait for next week…

soon a plateful and cup soothed my two-day-old hunger…
and a few meals later i felt several years younger…
months passed as the farmer added onto his crew…
giving a couple more hands something useful to do…

last night after supper the farmer declared…
that thanks to great help this old ranch has been spared…
we talked about missions that start on the road…
and how sometimes a hitch is worth more than its load!…

… 🙂

12.25.15

(wee ones’ christmas eve drops in)… :)

Posted in Uncategorized at 11:03 am by sallysense

(wee ones’ christmas eve drops in)…

there was no tree with presents…
nor candles burning bright…
in every single home on earth…
on that yuletide’s special night…

there were many different places…
where christmas never came…
and faces tucked among them…
who never heard its name…

a child asked his father…
to explain this festive season…
“why do some folks celebrate?…
while others have no reason?”…

well his father sent an angel…
to visit in his heart…
and tell him simple answers…
and show him where they start…

“love doesn’t wait for holidays…
to be within this world…
it doesn’t need a certain eve…
to give to boys and girls”…

“love shines inside the greatest gift…
god gives for everyone…
and anytime and anywhere…
is fine for love to come!”…

~~~~

the best of wishes’n’ways’n’todays!…
and the neatest of love’n’truth’n’stuff to each’n’everyone!… 🙂

04.05.15

for easter this year… :)

Posted in Uncategorized at 2:01 pm by sallysense

for easter this year…

in ways the mind cannot define…
through feelings too close to call…
the widest fit into a small bit inside…
lifts the whole of life up with the soul!…

so fully alive beyond motion confined…
within time’s limitations and space…
revival finds the being entwined…
with creation’s pure embrace!…

to rise above deadening horizons…
made by man’s thoughts in his brain…
to observe a sight man sets his eyes on…
and discern it no further by worldly gain!…

perpetual waves raise the core of a being…
to places untouched by manmade flaw…
our great almighty’s love in keeping…
does this with christ for one’n’all!…

(thank you so much for being!)…

~~~

the best of wishes’n’ways’n’todays!…
and the neatest of love’n’truth’n’stuff!…

… 🙂

03.11.15

some sallysense stuff…

Posted in Uncategorized at 11:24 am by sallysense

 

01.18.15

imagine what we’d see…

Posted at 8:17 pm by sallysense

(imagine what we’d see)…

is there something i could do to give…you something to help you go on and live…

what would happen if i’d be you…and you’d be my friend…

imagine what we’d see…if we’d be each other…

you and me…
young and old…
smart and dumb…
meek and bold…

fat and thin…
rich and poor…
you’d be in my shoes…
and me in yours…

am i the black…
when you are white…
am i the wrong…
while you are right…

asking over and over again…
if we knew where it started…
maybe we could see an end…
to us as enemies…

in different homes of experience…
with different frames of mind…
all i want to know is why i’m looking…
for something i can’t find…

imagine what we’d see…if we’d be each other…

you and me…
young and old…
smart and dumb…
meek and bold…

fat and thin…
rich and poor…
you’d be in my shoes…
and me in yours…

am i the black…
when you are white…
am i the wrong…
while you are right…

asking over and over again…
if we knew where it started…
maybe we could see an end…
to us as enemies…

is there something i could do to give…you something to help you go on and live…

what would happen if i’d be you…and you’d be my friend…

imagine what we’d see…if we’d be each other…

 

12.25.14

for christmas this year…

Posted at 2:54 pm by sallysense

for christmas this year…

see yourself… ……………………………………….. look inside…
what is truly you… ……………………………… seeing the being…
yes you’re a human… …………………….….. a human like others…
and i’m a human too… ……………….….… a human being seeing…
born into this world… ………………………… living alive on earth…
in so similar ways… …………………………….. in time and space…
each breathing… …………………………………… hearts beating…
me and you… ……………………..……………………. you and me…
both so human… …………………………………….. each a human…
facing influences… ………………………………. being affected by…
different day-to-days… ……………..………….. survival’s mainstays…
while ways to take it in… …………..…………. through motion within…
remain so much the same… …..………… regardless of one’s name…
no matter what certain view… …………… or how any mind can divide…
our great almighty’s love’n’truth… … our creator’s path for us to use…
we stray so far from where he started though not too far to start anew!…

the best of wishes’n’ways’n’todays!…

and the neatest of love’n’truth’n’stuff to you too!…

… 🙂

11.28.14

bob dylan live!… 🙂

Posted at 12:45 pm by sallysense

bob dylan live…

embracing life’s passions in truth’s timeless fashions…
through music’s wide routes for the soul…
unique styles converge inside neat notes’n’words…
while creation’s prime elements roll!…

vibrations burst out around heartfelt pulsations…
increasing the range of one’s being…
living the present with bona fide essence…
the flow of momentum keeps deepening!…

to strike a match or hit a nerve…
see that catch or try to swerve…
lose the watch and find some time…
all in brilliant rhythm and rhyme!…

start a scene to stop behind one…
let it go to get it done…
to face head-on or cover the bases…
a fine line too for changing places!…

stand a chance or fall in love…
below the belt or rise above…
a day of reckoning in a moment of truth…
and the wisdom of old in the wonder of youth!…

leap for joy or read it and weep…
a happy hour could cry one to sleep…
fully alive and right on dead center…
leaving impressions on any who enter!…

his true works of art and such great ways they play…
now meets forever on many a day!…
sounds from the heart and just how the soul thrives…
through things that come home seeing bob dylan live!…

‘n’how!… wow!… 🙂

05.24.14

a neat birthday to bob dylan!… 🙂

Posted at 8:57 am by sallysense

(a buncha neat tunes)…

a buncha neat tunes got together to meet…
on a cornerstone of music and poetry streets…
their composer’s next birthday came rolling in…
bringing heartfelt vibrations to celebrate things!…

from far and nearby a wide range of songs sing…
a repertoire for life’s timeless voice to join in…
rings of truth harmonize their scales of tone…
balance outweighing to let ‘em be known!…

keynotes fill details as rhythmic beats soar…
throughout ballads n’sonnets n’verses n’more…
pouring musicules forward in sound for the soul…
beyond dance halls’n’ballrooms’n’band sets’n’all!…

who builds endless windows ‘n’ doors into songs?…
who gives tunes this motion to keep moving on?…
who is it that gave them unique ways to play?…
the best of wishes to bob dylan each day!…

~~~

(he got the neatest thing for his birthday again!…
younger!… bob dylan’s neat song “my back pages”!)… 🙂

 

04.20.14

easter’s resurrection…

Posted at 1:51 pm by sallysense

easter’s resurrection…

as heaven itself surrounds and abounds…
it sees man crawl on bended knee…
its hands outstretched from hidden ground…
bring gifts to lift souls to their feet…
in shadows men find their faces behind…
heaven’s light casts over flickers of love…
it lingers to shine in the recess of time…
to guide men’s sight to that glow above…
‘dwell not ye in the dark’ it cries…
‘though time may shade its window pane…
the curtain drawn upon your eyes…
will open up in life’s true name!’…
still briefness of what seems so long…
plays swift tricks with human hearts…
to keep the mind of man fixed on…
that finish line from where he starts…
as thoughts may tread that trodden path…
to follow where they’ve been before…
footprints sunk in manmade wrath…
soon lose their way to evermore…
what abides in worldly sanity…
is no more than a given ploy…
to tie down tombs of gravity…
and lower moments from rising joy…
christ speaks out ‘it’s never too late…
don’t let what isn’t deceive what is’…
though some demand you’re doomed to die…
heaven’s sigh bears not this gloomy bliss!…
so as the wraps of worldly fare…
hide the truth ‘neath blinded lie…
to misjudge love dead lying there…
this trap by men shall be surprised…
for every soul touched inside-out…
who reaches heaven in its realm…
christ defines without a doubt…
the almighty’s hands upon the helm!…

(through love and truth eternal…
to god’s universal word…
where the human being in each of us…
reaches all of us on earth!)…

~~~

the best of wishes’n’ways’n’todays!…
and the neatest of love’n’truth’n’stuff to each’n’all!… 🙂

02.14.14

in the theme of today being valentine’s day…

Posted at 3:37 pm by sallysense

(here’s an old song from long ago)…

it was a little shop…
didn’t look like very much…
but the sign i read said “come on in”…
the doorknob jiggled…
the hanging bell wiggled…
and a man flashed his aim-to-please grin…

it was a little shop…
the man behind the countertop…
asked what it was that he could do for me…
i handed him my broken heart…
each and every little part…
and asked him if he dealt with honesty…

cause truth is the thread…
that sews up these torn ends…
and mends my old heart…
back together again…

it was a little shop…
my heart was just about to stop…
when the old man took it to a small back room…
he sewed the pieces up with love…
taken from that spool above…
and took my faith and put it in there too…

cause truth is the thread…
that sews up these torn ends…
and mends my old heart…
back together again…

it was a little shop…
the man brought my old heart back out…
and laid it gently down in front of me…
i looked at that big heart of mine…
full of smiles that gave it shine…
my teardrops fell to touch it tenderly…

cause truth is the thread…
that sews up these torn ends…
and mends my old heart…
back together again…

it was a little shop…
that fixed my heart to love a lot…
and i paid the man with patience and a song…
i wanted to give him something more…
but he said love was his reward…
then told me to keep my heart where it belongs…

yes truth is the thread…
that sewed up those torn ends…
and mended my heart…
back together again…

~~~

(and here’s an old poem too)…

i heard love say the other day… “they tried to put me in a word…
but i can’t fit… inside of it… love isn’t me you heard”…
“i take a walk past people’s talk… around each and every letter…
i’m too alive to stop on by… but they don’t know any better”…
“i see faces try to take my place… in the most beautiful of masks…
they rush to tell about themselves… when someone stops to ask”…
“i find the kind who in their minds… think i’m something to know…
they study me and try to read… me like some book or so”…
“i’m told they try to have me sold… under fanciest of names…
but they don’t see i’ll never be… packaged in their games”…
“they try to clone so they can own… something close enough…
to feel like the real deal… but they can’t make me up”…
“they hunt and pick and try to give… me out to all their friends…
but i’m not bought and can’t be caught… to stay with any of them”…
“they try to bide me with their time… and watch for me to come…
as though my power lives by hour… for them to wait for some”…
“they try to measure my depths of treasure… in things that are not me…
then get confused and try to use… the substitutes they see”…
“they scoff me into an ‘oh well’ loss… as though i’m just not worth…
the price to pay of what fills their day… in the makings on this earth”…
“is it walk or wait?… chance or fate?… knowledge or a deed?…
can love bloom or are we doomed?’… i hear them cry in need”…
“then with their best they try to guess… just how it is i am…
well… i’m the lover who won’t be discovered… outside the souls of men”…

~~~

anyway…

the best of wishes’n’ways’n’todays!…
and the neatest’a love’n’truth’n’stuff to each’n’everyone!… 🙂

12.31.13

a new year…

Posted at 5:57 pm by sallysense

a new year…

time gives birth to a new year…
celebrations see the babe…
he looks just like his parents…
and some other years they made…
his skin lays drenched in seconds…
his mind sits full of minutes…
his head resembles hours…
while his cry brings daylongings with it…
they hold this new born in their arms…
and rock him to that beat…
as each tick tock in his breathing…
rolls down his hands and feet…
they know what they shall name him…
they call him two thousand fourteen…
and hope his days mark better ways…
for every human being!…

~~~

12.24.13

a spirit present… 🙂

Posted at 7:37 pm by sallysense

a spirit present…

there’s a spirit present… beneath the tree…
from centuries lost… in humanity…
it’s endeared… with a humble quality…
and reaches out… to accompany…

there’s a child’s gleam… beneath the tree…
and a person’s glance… at eternity…
there’s a grown-up peek… on a sight to see…
and an age-old wait… upon destiny…

there’s a kiss of tears… beneath the tree…
and laughter that lifts up… most tenderly…
there’s a glow to deliver… so givingly…
and treasures to keep… in the memory…

there’s life to feel… beneath the tree…
and souls to share with… compassionately…
there’s warmth to spread… quite readily…
and hearts to hold… so lovingly…

there’s a spirit present… beneath the tree…it beckons… “come… and open me!”…

the best of wishes’n’ways’n’todays!…
and the neatest of love’n’truth’n’stuff to each’n’everyone!… 🙂

~~~

christ shows life…the greatest love known…

no room at the inn…
where men had dropped in…
to bed themselves under their covers…
with visions and walls…
closed so tight down the hall…
the night found no doorway for others…

god opens more space…
for there’s no place to stay…
in man’s crowded ways of his own…
a true home on earth…
came through in christ’s birth…
and gives life the greatest love known!…

an angel on call…
at that small manger stall…
spread forth to shepherds of sheep…
good tidings of joy…
over news of the boy…
who was born christ the lord for all keep…

god opens more sound…
for there’s no mouth around…
in man’s crowded ways of his own…
a true word on earth…
came through in christ’s birth…
and gives life the greatest love known!…

the young child grew…
strong and wise in his youth…
with grace from above laid upon him…
and days came to pass…
that would see him at last…
save men by god’s hand among them…

god opens more deeds…
for there’s no path to heed…
in man’s crowded ways of his own…
a true work on earth…
came through in christ’s birth…
and gives life the greatest love known!…

… 🙂

03.30.13

good morning to the dawn…

Posted at 9:21 pm by sallysense

good morning to the dawn!…

somewhere folks grow happy… somewhere folks run sad…
somewhere lives a fine line… dividing traits they have…
sometimes something’s taken… making room enough to add…
another blessing springing… to change the loss they had…
a man stands in the doorway… a light hangs in that hall…
shades upon a window… raise from halfway drawn…
time relays a message… life has come to call…
good night to fading darkness… good morning to the dawn!…

somewhere hearts pour open… somewhere hearts stay closed…
somewhere lives a fine line… declaring traits they hold…
sometimes something’s taken… leading up to heavy woes…
the nature of most kinfolk… forget those words they’re told…
a man stands in the doorway… a light hangs in that hall…
shades upon a window… raise from halfway drawn…
time relays a message… life has come to call…
good night to fading darkness… good morning to the dawn!…

somewhere love’s root touches… somewhere truth tunes in…
somewhere moves a fine line… to how it all begins…
sometimes something’s taken… as god almighty gives…
his son’s renewed creation… and path for souls to live…
a man stands in the doorway… a light hangs in that hall…
shades upon a window… raise from halfway drawn…
time relays a message… life has come to call…
good night to fading darkness… good morning to the dawn!…

the best of wishes’n’ways’n’todays!…

and the neatest of love’n’truth’n’stuff to each’n’all!… 🙂

12.25.12

happy holidays in small-scale blue spruce!…

Posted at 1:12 pm by sallysense

(i saw a little layout ’round some bluer spruce this year…
it runs along that track of songs behind the engineer…
and underneath an evergreen where branches fasten near…
to form their path to tree trunk rings with music for the ear!)…

there’s a tiny village living in that mini yuletide yard…
it’s full of local townfolk busy being how they are…
from ground crew kids who never did adventure quite so far…
to distant kin back home again in broader vintage cars!…

on rails nailed over roads a locomotive churns…
engine steam in dream-like state leans into oval turns…
holding onto lantern light as midnight oil burns…
candle wicks flick coiled flames and brighten foil ferns!…

ornamental tinsel drapes all mantel lamppost plates…
while other fringes slumber inside lumber sawed too late…
yet opening quick once forest fir reflects a hinging gate…
to draw tall air space off that shelf which helps to decorate!…

beyond a snow-coned silo spreads the farmer’s meadow ark…
where orchard legs on two-fold hooves adhere to glow-in-dark…
and glitter tips flood pine bark wings with scarfs that miss their mark…
begging first impressions left from footprints in the park!…

a smaller scaled trestle bridge ties gantry’s hectic span…
bringing time together in that mid-stream clock-wise clan…
hence hands on season’s spirit shake to reason bigger plans…
adding up more figurines for cookie cutter pans!…

twilight by a window pane gives quiet touch a shine…
softening mankind’s silhouette on truer ’twill’s of thine…
then when that choo-choo train pulls out to travel forth so fine…
passengers embrace onboard and pass warmth down the line!…

(i saw a little layout ’round some bluer spruce this year…
it runs along that track of songs behind the engineer…
and underneath an evergreen where branches fasten near…
to form their path to tree trunk rings with music for the ear!)…

the best of wishes’n’ways’n’todays to each’n’all!… 🙂

~~~

santa’s back pages…

(inspired by and borrowing from bob dylan’s neat song “my back pages”)…

crimson gifts tied up with green…
rolled in high and mighty wraps…
bounced in sleigh off snowy roads…
using reindeer as his maps…
“they’re fallin’ off my sled”… said he…
proud ‘neath hairy brow…
ah… but toys were so much smaller then…
they’re bigger than that now…

half-wrapped bicycles leaped forth…
“stay in the sleigh!”… he screamed…
lists from kids are way too big…
ran through his mind… he dreamed…
the simple gifts of christmas past…
had filled his bag somehow…
ah… but toys were so much smaller then…
they’re bigger than that now…

kid’s faces form his forward path…
from wanting everything…
to memorizing jingle lines…
tv commercials bring…
flung down by corporate kid’s store men…
with thoughts of sell… somehow…
ah… but toys were so much smaller then…
they’re bigger than that now…

a self-ordained woodworker’s tongue…
whose old trains used to rule…
spouted out that battery packs…
are more to boast at school…
“remote control”… he spoke the words…
of a far too easy vow…
ah… but toys were so much smaller then…
they’re bigger than that now…

in a santa’s stance… he aimed his hand…
at the pay-offs parents reach…
fearing guilt-filled northpole enemies…
should he ever give his speech…
his pathway led by children’s hearts…
too young to blame anyhow…
ah… but toys were so much smaller then…
they’re bigger than that now…

yes… his beard felt tears when yuletide thoughts…
too humble to forget…
deceived him into wishing…
he could somehow resurrect…
the simple things of christmas past…
quite good… they were… and how!…
ah… but toys were so much smaller then…
they’re bigger than that now…

~~~

the neatest of love’n’truth’n’stuff to each’n’everyone!… 🙂

 

09.15.12

 

bob dylan’s neat new “tempest” album songs on “together through life” kvmr radio show tonight!… 🙂

Posted at 10:57 pm by sallysense

enjoyin’ bob’s neat new “tempest” album tunes!… pourin’ out tonight from kvmr’s “together through life” radio show hosted by david howard… (replacing mr barco’s “jewels & binoculars” show)… ( http://kvmr.org )

these neat “tempest” tunes converge on ya like an inner pivoting pillar spilling forth continuous currents that keep motion streaming through spritzes and flows!…

and the feel of those neat sprinkles’n’soakings’n’submerges as they touch ya just urges ya to take ‘em in over’n’over again!… how they do what they do!… wow!… 🙂

05.12.12

from “street legal” to “jewels and binoculars” to ?…

Posted at 9:29 pm by sallysense

tonight brings to mind again a letter’s regard from the end’a march…

dear mr barco…

thank ya so much for bob’s neat tunes’n’stuff…
that “jewels & binoculars” shared on the air!…
your roadway past danny & julie’s “street legal”…
brought more vibes for souls riding there!…

years of ears tunin’ in for the show to begin…
lots’a musicules rollin’ those waves!…
heartwarming clusters of bob’s unique songs…
from the devotion your keen hosting gave!…

you’re gonna be missed and so surely with this…
and far more than ya might even know…
these hours of delight on a saturday night!…
thanks to bob’s neat stuff and your show!…

(loads’a neat modes’n’moments!)… 🙂

( http://www.kvmr.org/show/jewels-binoculars )…

03.19.12

among some citizen voices verses…

Posted at 7:43 am by sallysense

there’s more stuff among some citizen voices verses…

http://citizenvoices.us/some-citizen-voices-verses

02.27.12

citizenvoices.us website…

Posted at 12:43 pm by sallysense

just wanna mention the citizenvoices.us website… it was re-done last fall (2011)… and especially for the occupy wall street movement’n’all!…

http://citizenvoices.us

07.03.11

(narrow-minded actions from online status quo mindsets ?… or what ?)…

Posted at 11:17 am by sallysense

(2/27/12 belated update… thank you truthdig webmaster!… haven’t had any problems posting since last summer)…

(7/17/11 update for 7/12/11… opened the following email from truthdig today… delivered to my mailbox on july 12… am grateful for truthdig’s reply… and will write back to them)…

“Hi sallysense,

I am sorry to hear this–is there any way you could let me know which article you were commenting on, and the content of your comment? I will be happy to check out the problem and get it resolved.

Cheers,

Truthdig Webmaster”

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[7/7/11 update… am unable to post a comment on another truthdig article this morning… being again redirected to “sorry… page not found” etc]…

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[7/5/11 update… was able to comment on the latest chris hedges’ article on the truthdig site last night]…

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(the following was written last mon 6/27 after reading chris hedges’ article on truthdig.com that day… and it was specifically written as a thoughtful comment to that particular “gone with the papers” article of his… was unable to post it in the same manner as had posted the previous week’s specifically written comments to his particular article back then)…

“hear ye! hear ye!” the town crier shouted!…
“straight from the horse’s mouth!”…
ears came to listen to accurate accounts missing…
for the north and east… and the west and south!…

“some news travels fast beyond raw happenstance…
onto propaganda’s fine rationalizing!…
they’ll blend true bits and pieces into selective ideas…
diluting real substance from newsworthy items!”…

“complete coverage ignores many worthwhile stories…
expanding detours to fill vacant gaps…
as the currents of mainstream still flow at their own rate…
giving bankroll terrain extra laps!”…

“they’ll leave you believing it’s pure info you’re reading…
though they actually mutate certain facts!…
they report situations through more inclinations…
as that news outlet’s slant gets attached!”…

“hear ye! hear ye!” the town crier shouted!…
“before they put words in my mouth!”…
“don’t rely on those views for so much of the news…
from the north and east… and the west and south!”…

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(on a further note… had tried again to post the above on the truthdig site on the next couple of days… but both the preview and post buttons there just kept redirecting me to “sorry… page not found” etc… anyway… had contacted them about this… though no reply back yet)…

(then tried to post the comment again… as an unregistered commenter… through my sally kline name… and also adding the following (( … )) … but the same “sorry… page not found” etc still came up)…

((the following was just written yesterday after reading chris hedges’ article here… and it was specifically written as a thoughtful comment to the above particular article of his… was unable to post it in the same manner as had posted last week’s specifically written comments to his particular article back then))…

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these below were the specifically written comments for the 6/20 “this hero didn’t stand a chance” article…

what happened to good old fair-and-square?…
who drove him outta town?…
was his home too close to that neighborhood?…
where those big shots stake their ground!…

what did they hold against him?…
when they built that slippery wall?…
did he poke his nose into their affairs?…
or interfere with business calls?!…

was fair-and-square a nuisance?…
who disturbed their bonus treasure?…
had he trespassed over properties?…
or resorted to bogus measures?!…

had he crashed too many parties?…
like an uninvited guest?…
or spoke the truth so harshly?…
it soon dumbed down greediness?!…

was fair-and-square such a stranger there?…
he couldn’t possibly fit in?…
did he make life feel too awkward?…
for them to spend some time with him?!…

did he lessen market value?…
on excessive selfish whims?…
were they in fear of losing out?…
or afraid of decent things?!…

what happened to good old fair-and-square?…
who drove him outta town?…
was his home too close to that neighborhood?…
where those big shots stake their ground!…

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(this next one posted after political brand name comments under the “hero” article)…

placing well-defined brand names on people…
to use as the main way for everyone to view them…
is all the rage in relating to others in this day and age…
as so few see how that method relies on so much illusion!…

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and on another earlier note…

was banned from commenting at the democraticunderground.com site several months ago… after posting some things there that contained the truth about some situations… which also happened to shed some unflattering light on the current president and status of things…

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(have never myself flagged comments on any sites… nor ever asked for anyone to be banned)…

(and am not sharing this for my own sake… but for the sake of others… just so they’re made aware of things like this)…

03.12.11

another letter sent to the president (and other officials) today on behalf of pfc bradley manning…

Posted at 8:41 pm by sallysense

Mr. President,

Please properly investigate the possible/probable inhumane treatment of PFC Bradley E. Manning, being detained in the United States Marine Corps Quantico Brig in Virginia.

Common sense tells the conscience that possible/probable inhumane treatment must be fully investigated.

Facts of the case, as reported by David Coombs, PFC Manning’s defense lawyer, indicate that:

Pentagon Press Secretary Geoff Morrell has stated that PFC Manning has been a model detainee.

Brig forensic psychiatrists have continually stated that there’s no mental health justifications for the extreme conditions of PFC Manning’s detainment.

Quantico Commander Colonel Daniel Choike has denied a fair request by PFC Manning to be removed from the medically unnecessary extreme current conditions of his detainment.

Chief Warrant Officer Denise Barnes used a sarcastic remark made by PFC Manning, (referring to the waistband in his shorts), as an unfair convenient excuse to unjustifiably further increase the extreme conditions of PFC Manning’s detainment, with no contact of, nor recommendations from, the mental health staff to do so.

The Brig (excluding mental health staff as they don’t recommend the extreme current conditions) is using loopholes in policies to unfairly increase the extreme conditions of PFC Manning’s detainment.

These extreme conditions, inconsistencies between policies, and possible/probable abuse of authority, must be investigated.

The communication and exercise and sleep of PFC Manning is being severely restricted to the viable concern of inhumaneness.

Hence, to now rely on the sole assurance of those allegedly behind this alleged mistreatment, does nothing to justly bring the truth to light.

Our country’s principles of conscientiousness, deserve to have a serious matter such as this be fully investigated by unbiased independent third parties.

Again, please properly investigate the possible/probable inhumane treatment of PFC Bradley Manning.

Anything less falls short of truth and justness, and hence the American way, as your words so often convey.

Sincerely,

Sally Kline

03.05.11

a letter sent to officials and the president on behalf of pfc bradley manning…

Posted at 1:31 pm by sallysense

(a letter sent to officials and the president yesterday… and more sent today…  had posted this elsewhere… and would like to share it here too)…

Dear Sir,

My duty as an American citizen, who cares deeply about our country and people, is to speak up for the sake of our country and its principles, which are for truth and justness and human decency.

My conscience is speaking on behalf of Private 1st Class Bradley E. Manning, a soldier being held in inhumane conditions in the United States Marine Corps Quantico Brig in Virgina.  The reports of the conditions of his confinement are un-American.  They resemble the conditions found in repressed countries using inhumane treatment, those same conditions that United States leaders are quick to call horrible and deplorable.

Our country needs the truth for its own betterment.  Intelligence agencies which also consist of Wall Street lawyers and corporate heads, and whose influences steer towards manipulating the playing field to where their own best interests come first, have already wreaked havoc upon the state of our country.

We suffer the loss of our soldiers’ lives and health in wars where their enemies are the same fighters that our intelligence agency encouraged and funded years ago, being formed overseas to fight another country in an earlier era.

Just as Church and State do not mix well, neither does the Military and Wall Street Corporatism.  And no matter how hard a higher echelon of ties, tries to hide those enmeshments, it still shows.  We don’t have to look far to see the effects it has had.

Our country’s lifetime has gotten to the point where its health now needs the truth for its future well-being.  Nothing else will be able to continue to replace that.  See the facts for yourself.  There are those of high level status who remain in denial, believing that they can ultimately manipulate situations into some sort of silver lining, while failing to realize that their own denial does our country no good.

Our country needs its people’s conscientiousness.  It needs its people exposing the truth.  Our country does not deserve to become known as the quick cover-up capital of the world.  Nor does it deserve to be influenced into being another inhumane treatment facilitator either.  For those ways and means to become a policy of our country’s officials, just shows the weakness of conscience, which falls by following the methods of repressed lesser countries, rather than leading the way through the strength of truth and fairness.

No human deserves inhumane treatment.  And no one in our country who exposes the truth deserves inhumane treatment.  And our military does not deserve inhumane treatment amongst one another.

Truth is not our country’s enemy.  Falsehoods may consider the truth to be an enemy, but our country and its principles don’t.  Our country’s principles need the truth.  For without the truth, our country’s principles will cease to be.

All around the world there are humans being persecuted for exposing the truth.  When there is a  human in the Quantico Brig in Virginia being persecuted for exposing the truth, it just shows how well lies have taken hold.  And our country and military and citizens don’t deserve that.

You Sir, are in a position to intervene and stop the unfair and inhumane treatment of Pvt. Manning, and righten that unconstitutional dire situation.  You Sir, are in a position to show our country, and the rest of world, that the United States Military is not like the military of repressed lesser countries.

You Sir, are in a position to let our country and the world see, that you are on the side of truth and decency.

Please intervene to stop the unfair and inhumane treatment of Private 1st Class Bradley E. Manning.

Sincerely,

Sally Kline

09.17.10

s’more other recent stuff…

Posted at 7:41 pm by sallysense

(gee)…

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“so why don’t they end this war?!… and save more lives and resources!”…

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“because they’re too afraid to face the truth of what’s going on… and individually take the blame… and collectively blame the take… and ultimately admit that they wasted away so many humans and resources for the sake of it all!”…

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“wow!… that’d be enough to put even more citizens in bigger uproars to start real changes!”…

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“yes indeed… dismantle the norm in washington for better ways instead!”…

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“gee… and that’s enough to put the government in big uproars over anyone who exposes the truth!”…

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“i just donated to the legal defense fund for bradley manning… our country’s citizens need to know the truth!”…

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(hmmm)…

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“they say it’s okay to use violence as long as there’s a good enough reason behind it!”…

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“and sadder still… that’s the same excuse the first violent offenders used too!”…

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(gee)…

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“say dad… since they took my neighborhood paper route away… i can get a job mowing grass across town!… i can use their push mower… but they said that someone will hafta bring me there… so could you please take me?”…

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“sorry son… but after i make the big monthly payment on my super-duper tractor/mower/snowblower… and then fill the over-sized tank on it… i won’t have the money for extra gas to run you across town”…

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(hmmm)…

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“say dad… why would one congregation’s preacher wanna burn stuff that belongs to another preacher’s congregation?”…

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“sadly enough son… his idea is just one of many that comes from some kinds’a folks who don’t know any better”…

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“so what doesn’t he know dad?”…

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“well son… not only does that behavior show it doesn’t know much love and truth and wisdom… it also shows that it doesn’t even know the difference between individuals and groups”…

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(hmmm)…

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“i’m gonna vote for our incumbent congressman!… his ads on tv say how he voted against that federal bailout every time!”…

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“gee… did ya see how he voted in congress when the latest war funding bill came up?”…

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“no i didn’t… i’ve been too busy signing anti-war petitions online for all the elected officials to see!”…

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“well i’m not voting for that incumbent congressman… he voted ‘yes’ on that bill for more war funding!”…

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(gee)…

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“hey!… guess what!… some older kids are gonna pay me and all i hafta do is tell a story to their friends and pretend that i own some things and sell ‘em… so do ya wanna come along?!… we’ll be like big shots!”…

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“no thanks… i’m busy here in the garage… i’m training to be the same kinda worker that my dad is!”…

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“gee… what kinda worker is he?”…

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“an honest one!”…

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the best of wishes’n’ways’n’todays to each’n’everyone!… 🙂

05.05.10

a recent letter reply of a different kind…

Posted at 10:44 am by sallysense

(among the correspondence that comes this way… most of it’s very positive… and am so grateful for it all!… although the following reply is in regards to something a bit different… and it’s not about feedback of otherwise either… as can easily understand how that goes… but this comes from being all too familiar with the basic ways and means of one of the mindsets behind a certain website scene… and so just wanna share another side of my replies here too… as it also reflects the nature of my poems… and in more ways than one in this case… which happens to include the poem “ head strong… dead wronged… ” )

“Hiya JR!

Thank you for your reply.  And no, I didn’t mind you using your employer’s professional letterhead envelope and paper.  Although I hope it wasn’t used to try to impress me in some way, (since professional use of business letterhead beyond its own company does make a recipient wonder), as that didn’t happen.

Are you inferring that CS2 only accepts an oblique type of particular poetry?  Or are you obliquely referring to your own personal opinion?  Whatever the case may be, it’s sad to hear, for while an oblique type of particular poetry doesn’t consider other versions of valid verse, it also includes in general the overwhelming tons of mainstream mediocrity these days too.

Well, with the prevailing trends in mind, like a herd stampeding towards a certain pasture, let’s hope for a brighter overall outlook through more awareness for mainstream’s already overrun playground, and not give up the quest for further expansions of insight and openmindedness via other horizons of poetry!

For me to change my poems to fit your own preferences of poetry, would be to deplete them of the very truthful essence they were written with for their delivery to share.  And that basis is far too important to be traded away in order to fit the gist of someone else’s opinion. And especially in this day and age, where illusion feeds so many opinions while truth so often sits alone.

Anyway, I felt that the record did indeed need to be set straight, and hence this letter of reply, and hopefully some added enlightenment also.

The best of wishes and ways and todays to you and yours!

Sincerely,

SK (sallysense) … :)”

04.17.10

books for va hospitals and veterans too…

Posted at 1:22 pm by sallysense

am also sending books to va hospitals and vets… if you know of any va hospitals or veterans that might like a complimentary copy of the book in a sallysense… please let me know!… sallysense… 🙂

03.30.10

nowadays basic schooling shouldn’t keep fooling itself without teaching students about illusion…

Posted at 6:42 pm by sallysense

one of my interests is/was this idea submitted (in sept ’08) for consideration in google’s 10 to 100 project…

“nowadays basic schooling shouldn’t keep fooling itself without teaching students about illusion”.. .

(in short)…

“one of my interests is/was an idea for google 10-100 sept ’08… it’s adding a helpful school education class for students…

for while schools teach kids knowledge to store in their minds and use… too many students don’t know how standard human perception uses illusion in its natural thought processes…

so it’s important for all children’s well-being and future that they become aware of how illusion can distort and transform something from being seen “as it actually is”… into something altogether different when thoughts already in the mind create their own pictures and use them as substitutes…

hence as new insightful consideration shows students how illusion works… those mental pictures that resurface as ignorant racial bias or fanatical religious intolerance or stupified street gang mentality etc are less apt to make an impact…

as this new course gives them awareness of alternatives… and hence a benefit for all children to learn through simple child-geared terms… :)”

(longer original version)…

“hiya folks!… my idea is to add a much needed course to the regular curriculum education classes for elementary and/or secondary school students…

for while these schools teach kids all kindsa knowledge and formulas to store in their minds and use at times… too many students are left in the dark as far as understanding how everyone’s standard human perception including that of their very own uses so much illusion in its natural thinking-patterned thought processes…

and in a world where people are strangers to each other as much as they are strangers to their own selves… (as most folks aren’t even sure of what illusion really is other than theatrical or optical illusion)… it’s important for the sake of the well-being of our world’s children and their futures… that through the use of simple terms and means being shown to them in school… they’ll become familiar with the ways illusion can distort and separate and transform something from being seen “as it actually is”… into being something else altogether different when thoughts that are already in the mind create their own pictures and use them as substitutes…

and when insightful consideration gets a chance to show students how illusion works… those other mental pictures that resurface as ignorant racial bias or fanatical religious intolerance or stupified street gang mentality or whatever etc are less apt to make greater impacts… as this newer school course will give them the awareness of other alternatives too…

so it really is an important benefit for all children and everyone to have the opportunity of learning these things as part of their normal schooling… which can be accomplished through simple child-geared layman’s terms and means after teachers themselves are refreshed in this subject matter before teaching it…

this (overall idea) helps address some’a the problems people have from not knowing any better and ending up being hoodwinked into starting or participating in potentially harmful situations… because on the very simplest basic level of learning they haven’t had any classroom chances to realize how standard human perception can easily end up with various illusion-based ideas…

and when there’s unawareness it can easily mislead those mindsets into different unfair social and racial prejudices and biases etc… and that can eventually build up and act outwardly into further dangerous and destructive scenarios… leaving people suffering from the effects of not knowing any better…

and with the world becoming more’n’more crowded… and with all kindsa mindsets behind trigger fingers and control buttons these days… this overall awareness for children’s minds to consider and realize how illusion is behind so many ideas… is urgently needed now more than ever!…

if this idea becomes a reality then children and their futures will benefit the most… as well as others benefitting too… and they will become more aware of how standard human perception includes illusion in its processes… and how that illusion may or may not play out in this world we all live in… and the awareness of that will spread…

and hopefully young and future generations will become more aware of how theirs and others’ perceptions use illusion… and how that illusion ends up behind so many ideas… and then with that added realization they’ll gain a further advantage of being more prone to use additional consideration as they live with themselves and each other in our world here!…

(and there’s a preliminary sketch here ready to be made into a poster to hang in school hallways for students to see too)… thank you!”… (sallysense)… 🙂

03.22.10

part of a letter for “in a sallysense…” book send-outs…

Posted at 11:41 pm by sallysense

(this is part of a letter that’s goin’ along with complimentary copies of my book in a sallysense… and it’s got some’a the poems’ backgrounds in it)…

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“This letter comes to you from the hand of a new poem-book poet, who not only cares about the well-being of people everywhere, but also simply wants to freely share her verses with others, whether at home or in libraries.

May I say firstly, that my poems weren’t written, nor was this book printed, to make money, and this is not a solicitation for any funds, as you can also find these poems shared freely at my online website http://sallysense.com .  (Even royalties from this book, as they occur, are going to charity.)  Hopefully, my book will raise awareness, help the disadvantaged, and inspire positive social action.

I am sending complimentary copies of the book to various places, with the hope that the book will be helpful or touch the heart of its readers.  Hence with this letter, you’ll find enclosed two complimentary copies of the book in a sallysense… for you and your organization and others too.  I hope you will accept these book donations and help them find their rightful place upon your shelves.

This paperback book, in a sallysense… , came about in an interesting way. And later, on another page enclosure, you’ll also find the poem “ in a sallysense… note of thanks… ” that I wrote for the overseas teacher, stedawa, who happened upon my website, and whose kindness and book knowledge has turned my crude homemade binder-book into a fine paperback book in print.

As for the verses themselves, amid all the different experiences throughout our lifetimes, whether currently or long ago, so many moments pass by partially unnoticed.  And so much gets tucked away, only to end up under a latched lid on yesteryear’s treasure trunk stored in some corner crevice of our minds.  Among these mementos sit the ones that won’t stay quiet, no matter how recently or far back their storage bin has sat with its hinges closed. And it’s these instances that fill the roots which feed a lot of my writing, through caring about fairness and well-being in human life here and now, while also opening some mindful treasure trunks for those mementos to add their own notations to the present too.

The varied themes in my poems stem from first or second-hand experiences in one way or another, whether in solitude or among similar bonds through others. The book’s generic chapter headings reflect such befitting commonalities, regardless of any further specifics that may follow.

For example, the poem “outside a local venue…” grew from some timeless bonding with a homeless lady I had met, while the poem “that field…” was harvested during an afternoon’s stroll through a farmland’s local countryside.

The time-lapse scenery of mother nature observing her environmental children struggling so hard to survive these days flows through the poem “father’s river…”. And “a soldier’s voice box reports…” is led by service men and women, brave enough to stand up for fair and square when too many calls to duty are based upon falsehoods.  A whispered plea from the young and deceased, brings “a soldier’s last breath…” for those who are killed by war.

The poem “a hobo…” describes a simple mealtime shared with me on one of several cross-country treks many years back.  And “the peddler…” personifies those wandering travels of someone I’ve known.

Another poem, “step-brother…” , gave recycled paper another job to do… the same summer I fixed my old porch step, rather than buy a new one.  The poem “passage writes…” spans enlightenment’s ancestry with royalty.

These examples show just a few of the backgrounds that surround my poems’ foundations.

The book is also home to some of my songs.  The poem “signs’a the times…” is a song which keeps a few of mankind’s lined-up consequences in mind, while “heaven on earth…” holds notes of man’s hope in it and was written for an outdoor church service.  Several other poems were originally simple songs for a young children’s church choir.  The “grandpa…” poem was a ballad for my grandfather that I sang to him at his funeral.

These are just several of the general themes throughout the book.  When you open its different chapters, you’ll see many more.

My hope is to simply share my book with others.  For it is as its dedication says, “for all human beings on this earthball we call home… these poems are shared with the hope… that somehow or somewhere… they’ll be helpful to folks!…”

Thank you so much for taking a few moments of your busy day to look over my letter and enclosures.  I hope you will value the books and will consider carefully their new home(s).  I am sending them off like a caring mother watching her grown children make new homes for themselves elsewhere.”

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(this letter is goin’ to schools and libraries… and it almost felt like some kinda high school homework project while writing it… and am so glad for the helpful input!)…

if you know of any schools or libraries for disadvantaged students… that might like complimentary copies of my book in a sallysense… please let me know!…  sallysense… 🙂

hiya folks!… and welcome!… 🙂

Posted at 5:12 pm by sallysense

hiya folks!… and welcome!…

feel free to mosey around the backyard blog here…

http://sallysense.com/blog

or go inside the e-house online home for my poems…

http://sallysense.com

hope ya enjoy it all!… a neat day to ya!… sallysense… 🙂

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