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  Come On, Orange and Black Oh by gosh, toobee dobee dilly do the plastic tiger still smells of glue I had so little a plan yoohoo boohoo the feline kit semed the thing to do I heard it say “Jim, I am here for you.” A tiger yes, painted red stripes on blue color makes it seem like a magic trick instead of orange and black click click Do a rhyme that is downright silly like a log cabin living old hilly billy Oh, on his face he wore a silly grin living in his world of song and sin Against his old sweet holy Momma he loved how moonshine created drama His buddy billies would laugh hearty when he danced at the crazy party with that hot fat girl Wanda June they sashayed so hot all would swoon with rushes up like a hot balloon crossed eyed like a drunk raccoon That’s enough of this silly stuff Laugh until your cheeks go puff puff I kiss you now with hug & swoon Go to the pond, sing like a loon come back then head for...

Guardian Brother Little Brother rarely did obey then dressed in a darkened robe one day he ran away to chase the evil spirits with a grimace full of menace to the temple he went per chance He was just a kid but the Holy Gods did rejoice at his snarling wild child voice Charming him to Stay And now you know When you go to the temple to pray you get amiable joyous relief and then go out to play Too bad my brother can never ever get away his joy, oh yes the eternal gods to obey His face a constant snarl that all those nasty spirits who would enter your sweet soul will have to step aside you see for brother has reached his faithful goal Sunday 19 May 2024 © james m. frase-white Based on seeing a Japanese Statue at a temple on Okinawa On the PBS show Journeys in Japan  

  May Day Majorette Funny memory dancing into my brain A May Day Memory of 1950’s fun Mom picking me up at Goldsboro School, all 2 rooms Grades 1 & 2, Mrs. McClung (loving petite like Petunia Pig) 3,4 & 5, Miss Dennison Goddess of my 4 th grade Today, a glorious bright May Day Ruthie & Judy were performing at their Greensboro middle/high 5 long miles away Everyone there excited              their kids band playing under Mr. Roberts fine direction Then marching out in front the Majorettes twirling batons I could only see sister Ruthie, the star           throwing it to heights catching it in a fancy dance twirling behind around up and down between the legs from hand to hand so fine so fine so fine so proud that sister was mine Next they played for the Maypole a twirl with of boy girl boy girl Judy and girls like festive flowers   as they wrapped the straight pole with boughs of seasonal color b...

    Out, Out Damn Spot Oh, yes the bark draws me in grabs me like my maddened hound Jasper woofs “this is my ground, so let us go round and round” I’m talking of the internet seductive little bitch it draws me in like sweet water yet I end up in the ditch The work I meant to do inside my studio next door with watercolors drying out paint brush lies upon the floor Seductive yes, the old G-mail with letters from a friend or two and seductive services you know like “this book was meant for you” Of course the games like solitaire or mahjong seduce you to win so you say “just one” and then that goal goes ye old trash bin I must learn to lock the door to keep me from getting in for even when I do research I stumble into, yes, call it sin Okay, that virtue that I said I’d not go in that room I now sit in front of screen Guilt is my pet filled with gloom To the studio I go right now filled with evening Eastern light Yes, I will start wetting paper to begin to fill the sky, right? For ...

  Friday, August 1, 2014 Holy Wars: Apocalypse in Gaza Western Civilization has begotten a heritage of icons imbedded in the beliefs of our ancestors, which many still hold today as truth.  One belief is that the God, of  Jews, Christians and Muslims alike would one day destroy the evil and establish  righteousness across the face of the earth, under a Messiah. Historical evidence  displays that the greatest perpetration of executing the will of this  dissatisfied, judgmental Deity is by humankind.  The persistence of an  apocalyptic end to us all haunts our cultural inheritance.  Over a period of years I  worked on the following work, guided by Medieval Manuscripts, and stories from  the minds and mouths of Evangelicals of all persuasions.  Theologically  based heinous acts, blatant as 9/11, ethnic and tribal wars and of civic reactionary  murders continue to wrack...