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Location:Texas, USA Naturalized US Citizen of Irish extract -   Fixed Wing and Helo trucker.Interests: "The Absurdity of Man". I am a proud supporter of Blarney, Nonsense, and Hooey. I enjoy being a chopper jockey, and trying to figure the world, people and belief systems out. I'm just not very good at it, so it keeps me real busy. I scribble, blog, run this website, mess with rental houses, ride motorbikes, and read as much as I can. I went solo 44 years ago, and I like to say I'm gonna get me a real job one day. When I grow up. ("but not just yet, Lord, not just yet") For my aviation scribbles see www.chopperstories.com.... enjoy! I wish you Peace in your Life. May you always walk with the sun on your face, and a breeze ruffling your hair. And may you cherish a quiet wonder for our awesome Universe. Life isn't always good. But it is always fascinating. Never quit.
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A Streak of Mischief
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My old shipmate, Adona the Beautiful !


A Streak of Mischief




Today I am Peking Man,
my fossils cause a stir
tomorrow I'll be Napoleon
my hand above Mon Coeur.
I might just try Mickey Mouse        
and woo my Minnie dear
or even visit Kermit's house
and bring a crate of beer.

I could perform a noble deed
and stubbornly persevere;
I thought of charging on a steed
to rescue Guinevere
My people all would love me
and want me for their king
for all the splendid poetry
and ballads I would sing.

It's dazzling what a Celtic lad
can conjure up in space
I'll be another Galahad
and save the Human race!
There are no walls that can withstand   
the onslaught of my pen  
I can mock the mightiest,
the princelings amongst men.

Our finest thoughts are pure and free
and lead to true nobility
unfettered like a howling gale
you all can tell a stirring tale
The status quo is just a myth
it festers in your head
it will breed and conquer you
until your dreams are dead.

We all are equal in our skins             
a fact worth more than gold
and that is where it all begins
and visions can unfold.
And every morning nice and bright
in the mirror shines the light.
You cannot stop the rising sun
not even with the biggest gun.

The Truth is here!... to poke some fun
A streak of mischief on the run                 
He smiles at me and I wave back
happily, he has the knack
he makes me feel I have a bud
who knows I am... an okay spud.
And every morning nice and bright
in the mirror shines his light...



(Him and I are really tight
his poetry sucks but that's all right...)




Francis Meyrick
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Last edited by admin on October 10, 2017, 9:26 am
We little humans, hurtling through the Universe on our tiny, pale blue dot, will find few answers to Life's great mysteries. But we should at least find many of the questions. To write is to ask. To seek. To grope. With humility, and humor. Peace.
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