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MARCH 8, 2012 8:03PM

Do Me A Favor

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Put this record on

Pour a glass

Let me watch you take a sip

I noticed you are barefoot

The piano just came in

Over the slide guitar

Touch, hear

Touch, here 



Hazme un favor.

Échate un trago.

A ver, pruébalo bien.

Estás descalzo, guapo.

Oye, el piano, la guitarra

Toca, oye ...aquí...



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Kim Gamble? typo? O lard?

Life is very brief. Let's have fun?
Anticipate. Cultivate harmony.
A local mortician plays sax Blues.
She is a loco part-time bar tender.
She plays at local Saloon a piano.
I ask her to save her gas at barstool.
She brag She bought a new hearse.
I never give her any bad Sax advice.
She says she gets great Gas mileage.
I may stop over to visit my Mortician.
I'll take her a few "Fat Tire' Amber Ales.
Barley Hops help Morticians play Blues.
I ask her to haul me offs into the woods.
I request at the Wake Louis Armstrong.
O yes ... I think ...
Hey, it's a full moon and Catch is out tonight, the liquids are flowing, tunes are on; someone's tickling the ivories and playing the slide.
"Touch hear" indeed. Nice.
fuuuuuuuuuck. really really good:

touch, hear
touch, here

uh huh.
hm, Kim...someone, in some way, usually ends up saying something like that, somehow...

hola Art ~ harmony at full sail
hauling hay, amber ale
in a blink, that horn will blow

anna1liese ~ no need to hesitate...

Scarlett ~ like harmonics, maybe? ping...

hey, monkey! I see you, chillin' in the foliage...
so much with so few words. love it!
You remind me of Annabella

She knows She can't offend me

She never quits trying thought

I finally returned to Kim Gamble

That Truckstop Post takes long

I discovered how to figure folk

I read anna1liese old comments
I am vowing less new comments

It's great joy figuring folk out some

I believe we're all infinite and lovely

I keep listening to red woodpeckers

They entertain me in the day time

Red woodpecker fly very gracefully
smile/tease before bedtime 'hop' hay
the lonely farmer
regarding chicken pecks
as turn-ons
I blame catch-22 the most
Robert H. Deluty- howdy
I mess up a senyru poem
Very sensuous, in a variety of senses. Of course, I love the merging of the musical with the physical. I also love how there is no punctuation, giving the sense of it all ongoing — and just starting.

Barefoot is just the beginning ...
Oh my ...
Oh sigh ...


catch, I always like trying to pronounce and interpret the Spanish in your poetry ... and then absolutely enjoy the little surprise of going to Google to translate it and read again!
Yo0000-sariaaaan !!!
Yes, yes, aqui y aqui. Again and again, softly. Gorgeous, 22.
lorianne ~ imagine!

rehola, Art ~ it is good to have carpenter birds around.
You're right, there are many, many is fun to add to infinity. Sorry 'bout yer senyru...dream of the correct form in chicken scratch...those chickens, they never quit trying...

VA ~ begin the begin, when the piano comes in...

Hi, Brass. Como estas?

Little Kate! I'm glad it works for you, both ways and back again. You really know how to gozar (enjoy), guapa!

Ride it, Oahusurfer ~ then kick back and have a stretch ~

ay, Candance...gracias ~
getting interesting here, hot in here..
My My My

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The sunrise that morning lighted spectacularly opposite the last coolness of the great desert wind as if the wind stream hastened to remain warm, and sent aloft its night winter clouds high beyond the highest blue-night mountains above the edge of the earth. The moon that moment had seven geese, their own jagged angle flight, and you could see bright stars like the eyes of a child upon the new day.
I was listening to the all Beatles station on tunein and they were playing Let Me In because the guy had been a Beatle and they have to have filler. Does she mean this song was on? (as I read your poem) Can't be, no it just can't be (I changed the station). Then, there's no slide. Good. Maybe it was Ry Cooder after all. Anyways - you are the master of small places, a small sip lasts a long time.
¿quiere toca aquí...or alla? importa, voy a averiguar. pues, en el ojo de mente.
A scene from a very romantic movie. I sense that it is one of very many!
played is la palabra, I.I.

wish I could have stayed up, rita...well...sort of...

thanks, Algis, a cool off in a blue sea, seems to me, perfecto right now.

J.P. Hart ~ impossibly elegante. gracias ~

Damon ~ it was this song:

and thank you, como siempre, for your words.

bbd ~ both places, por favor... but do find out, you know, for yourself. felicidades otra vez on your stunning changes of scenery.

ASH... ~ I think you were smiling when you typed that. I smile reading it. thanks, ASH ~
I notice the poem ends with "Touch, here." (I'm a sharp reader that way . . . ) I wonder why?????

Es dulce, esa, y un poco picante.
dulce / picante...there's magic when you look, verdad, Pilgrim?
I glance and suddenly I'm in.
welcome, F. Funk!

John ~ Very nice to meet you. Thank you for your comment.
What does it mean?
It is beautiful in its simplicity, and fills my eye with images
i have a feature on my computer, a "bing translator",
which allows me to, uh, "translate", sort of.
not poetry.
but then again, i am perverse , so i put foreign poetry
thru it, and gain a sense of it..

i put your lovely english poem thru it, sorry..
here it is:


Do me a favor.

Have a drink.

Let's see, try well.

These barefoot, handsome.

Hey, piano, guitar

Toca, Hey... here..."
Hola James ~

Thanks for showing me that.

and this:

Life is too short to waste
The critic bite or cynic bark,
Quarrel, or reprimand;
'Twill soon be dark;
Up! mind thine own aim, and
God speed the mark

You are a good influence, caballero James.
(protest all you like.)
The piano coming in over the slide guitar, oh how we need to be touched.
rated with love
thanks, RomPoetess...go too long without touch and you really feel it...
I followed rare and wonderful people here.

You convinced me that I am off to the circus.
I am gonna find me a fun loving gang who smile,
giggle, discern, Play, and cook country cooking.
I do sip some organic 'Biotta' Sauerkraut Juice.
Hi . . .
O lord . . .
What a grand
Big fun show
un beso, un abrazo, Art ~