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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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I crave a drop of solitude



I CRAVE  A DROP OF SOLITUDE


I crave a drop of solitude
A quietness  in my head
I sense a need for fortitude
Along the coast ahead.
I feel bemused and wondering
I'm stumbling like two fools
I fail to comprehend this Life           
Or figure out the Rules.

Come see the Fool that dances
In the early morning Light
Watch him as he prances
With juvenile delight.
Listen as he scribbles
Endless doggerel verse
Persistently he nibbles
At the Awesome Universe.

But then there is the other dude
With bruises on his back
a hesitant, unsteady mood
Carrying in a sack
All the many cruelties
Absurdities rained down
He's tottering quite wearily
And trying not to frown.

If you can spare the happy clown
A kindly word or two
Or just a simple click on "like"
That will also do
I promise that my eyes will shine
Just a tad more bright
and you will be a star burst
cheering up my night.


F.M.




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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