iconesis
- Location
- USA
- Birthday
- December 31
- Bio
- IT Analyst by trade, cynic by experience, hopeless romantic by curse.
MY RECENT POSTS
- Skirmishes
December 20, 2011 01:32PM - The Iowa Caucuses, A Field of
Dreams
December 17, 2011 03:43PM - Precocity
December 11, 2011 03:54PM - Harry's Gone A Haunting
December 05, 2011 01:28PM - Fall Comes So Soon
December 02, 2011 02:03PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “blazing
still
May your
candle burn at both
ends
make a mockery of
foes & fi…”
January 19, 2012 03:14PM - “They're back at it
again! Didn't take long before
they
noticed the
"welcome…”
January 04, 2012 02:56PM - “Speaking of dependent
clauses, that Darrell fella
probably
deserves a second
look…”
January 04, 2012 09:32AM - “One can imagine a new
abuse of the Commerce Clause
of the
Constitution as the
lat…”
January 04, 2012 05:02AM - “The "R" in the GOP
stands increasingly for
Reactionary
instead of
Repub…”
December 27, 2011 11:23AM
Iconesis's Links
- Ghost of OS Past (2009 -2010)
- My Music. Nothing Fancy.
- Pieces
- That Something Settled Matter
- There is a Cat in Copenhagen
- Purgatory
- When we believe in things we dont understand
- limBECKily Challenged
- Not Fade Away
- Insomnia
- Carmen and the Stevedore
- Nascence
- Tweets, Twits & Twaddle.html
- Adam and Eve in Alexandria
- Grossenwahnsinn
- twixt and twain
- A Less Than Honorable Truth
- Warning, there's a signpost up ahead
- Vox Clamantis
- Bas Relief
- Albedo
Skirmishes
His wounds had metastasized into his much loved sister's words, written on the paper he was holding in his hands. Like the flesh that had been ripped from his body and left to desiccate in the sands of Iraq, he could see the effect that war also has on the people… Read full post »
The Iowa Caucuses, A Field of Dreams
Every once in a while the "invisible hand" of market economics lays a velvet glove on the market place of ideas. This thought occurred to me last night as I took to my habitual review of all things lame stream: cable news networks (what passes for… Read full post »
Precocity
who could
see green Spring shoots
under
April snow? It is distant
not yet
here to melt in warm breath
blue
winter ice stretching at length
certain
it will recede again
until
then your walk in wooded
remembrance
stills the blanching
of a pale
hearth beat now glacial
beryl painted, the Castellana's s… Read full post »
Harry's Gone A Haunting
I think Harry's
Ghost is partially revealed in his latest post. The guy is a
riddle, wrapped in a mystery and, you know the rest.
I remember feeling intimidated by the OC's for poetry that used to
spring up here. Whatever happened to them by the… Read full post »
Fall Comes So Soon
A
child's many paths knowing no set course
Four
legs crawl and three slowly shuffle
Many
birthed trails lie before a man's source
Kinder
memories, light foot lad's verse
Silly
song of youth, a nursery jumble
A
child's many paths owned before setting course
Summer
Sphinx in sand, you cannot immerse
Fr… Read full post »
Look to the Children, always
Child of mine,
see my hide, calloused and rough
the mast has been lashed enough
Why do you join the picket line?
Writ large by you and yet, not thine!
your history is rough skin that you sluff
see how it abrades! chafes with a… Read full post »
Deviance at the Jefferson County Courthouse
By Birmingham News
editorial board - 11/15/2011(click the image to go to the editorial on Alabama's new immigration law)
Inconvenience transforms into "unintended consequences" that have to be changed.
. . . There have been reports that some international companies are having second thoughts ab… Read full post »
The MilkShake Connection
It got me to thinking about a documentary series from the late 70's by James Burke, Connections, and Episode 3: Distant Voices (youtube… Read full post »
Gitana
Gypsy dancer, love in flight
Life is a dance and you hold on tight
fierce in your adroitness
Luck is in the chance
that sudden frozen stance
caught in a mid-whirl madness
Young girls, nesting gypsies
watch you with pliant eyes
the gui… Read full post »
If you believe we put a man on the moon. . .
The bed was damp and had drained their bliss sooner than they had liked. He drew his hand across his face, wiping the dampness away and as he wet his lips, he could taste her again; like champagne sweat, the pungent aroma the same as that from an/… Read full post »
Civis Romanus Sum
Having never bothered to flounce after removing most of my rastro from this Bazaar of Metaphor that OS has become, and reflects back to the nation at large, I have to admit that I've been skulking around during my free time since I've been gone. To anyone who still recalls my/… Read full post »
Ideology is the Shark You Gotta Jump
The problem with rhetoric is . . .
It is an immovable rock in the hard place of absolutes: Dead Beat Tea Party Dads
It can be abused by hypocrites. Plato defines rhetoric as the persuasion of ignorant masses within the courts and assemblies… Read full post »
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