. “Change yourself and you have done your part in changing the world.” — Paramahansa Yogananda
Thursday, September 26, 2019
News Flash! Giant Pete Endorses Joe Biden And Kamala Harris for 2020 Presidential Ticket! Read All About It!
Hi My Name is Pete I’m a girl Toy Poodle and I write a blog. All my friends call me Giant Pete! The things is lately I can't hang with President Trump any more. I call him Mr Strump because I can't respect him. I think he has brought dishonor and shame to the office of the Presidency of the United States of America. I did not know what a Narcissist was until recently. My Mom turned me on to quora.com and it explained how it relates to Mr. Strump and his inability to be a functioning member of American Society, I actually feel very sad for him and for our country also.
I have recently watched President Strump talk about the coronavirus and I have decided to Endorse Joe Biden for President. He is truthful, forthright and a humanitarian, unlike Mr. Strump and his fake bone spurs. Mr Strump I turn my back on you!
Don't be Sad Kamala!
I think you're REALLY PRETTY! Especially in your Mask! I hope you are picked as Pop,Pop Joe's running Mate!
You can check out my blog at Pete's Playhouse
Labels:
Election 2020,
Joe Biden,
Kamala Harris,
President,
United States,
USA,
Vice President
Monday, September 9, 2019
Nantucket Yacht Club Slip Blue
Eerie early morning drizzle dripping
off yellow Sears rain slickers
blue fog steaming
Captain Zoom's coke bottled bottomed
John Lennon glasses.
"Did I know you
were legally blind
without them?"
Starring through streaming
streaking shiny bright brass
framed teak deck
yacht port holes
filled with rainbow colored
crystal decanters
bustling blue uniformed crews.
You said,
"certainly some have not
what the others have>
Your vision was perfect
for the fall of 1973.
Today's Song
Downeaster Alexa' Billy Joel
Labels:
Billy Joel,
Cape Cod,
John Lennon,
Nantucket,
Nantucket Island
Tuesday, September 3, 2019
Upon The Mountains
Go upon the mountains
my beautiful innocent children.
Leave the cities far behind.
For they in their ingratitude.
Labels:
America,
American Mountains,
Children.,
Cities,
it's a beautiful day,
mountains
Tuesday, August 27, 2019
How it should be
Some men grow
and they go away to war.
My friends and I
we went to ski.
It is how it should be.
Todays Song
"Release," Pearl Jam
Tuesday, August 20, 2019
Ikon Ski Pass
There is a new pass for skiers that I think is adeal. It is the Ikon Pass that allows for incredible skiing options. It is one that should be checked out. I love it now but it would have been my dream pass in my youth. Check it out. A-Basin a mountain I write about in stories, poems and blogs is one of those destinations. Incredible offer that should't be missed even by and Old Broken Ski Bum!
Today's Song
"Sierra," Boz Scaggs
Labels:
A Basin,
Arapahoe Basin,
Colorado.,
Ikon Pass,
Ski.com
Monday, August 19, 2019
2 cents overdrawn
(The Further Trials Of The Worlds Greatest Ski Bum)
Mick Jagger on a full screen
MTV Video screaming
"I'm just waiting on a lady
I'm just waiting on a friend."
Golden Peak restaurant bar
warming my hands on a
steaming ceramic coffee filled mug.
Arriving one day later than,
the Vail Mountain employee draw.
Being 2 cents overdrawn and scribbling
like Gollum caressing his precious, precious,
my powder snow poetry.
Leaving the restaurant like that,
I mean blue words
on a white paper napkin
thinking them worth much
more than 2 missing pennies.
Pulling on down gloves
trudging into the wilderness,
like Strider the Ranger.
Never really fitting in
like a brown wood log cabin
mud caulked chinked
with a grey stone chimney
sizzling snowshoe rabbit.
Smoke billowing wafting
through silent Aspens.
It hangs drifting like
cotton ball clouds
sparkling crystals
bending emerald
boughs of pines.
A skinny ski trail snaking around
deep powder tree wells
to a stoked glowing fireplace
in the White River National Forest
warding off dusk.
Today's Song
"Please Come to Boston," Joan Baez
Mick Jagger on a full screen
MTV Video screaming
"I'm just waiting on a lady
I'm just waiting on a friend."
Golden Peak restaurant bar
warming my hands on a
steaming ceramic coffee filled mug.
Arriving one day later than,
the Vail Mountain employee draw.
Being 2 cents overdrawn and scribbling
like Gollum caressing his precious, precious,
my powder snow poetry.
Leaving the restaurant like that,
I mean blue words
on a white paper napkin
thinking them worth much
more than 2 missing pennies.
Pulling on down gloves
trudging into the wilderness,
like Strider the Ranger.
Never really fitting in
like a brown wood log cabin
mud caulked chinked
with a grey stone chimney
sizzling snowshoe rabbit.
Smoke billowing wafting
through silent Aspens.
It hangs drifting like
cotton ball clouds
sparkling crystals
bending emerald
boughs of pines.
A skinny ski trail snaking around
deep powder tree wells
to a stoked glowing fireplace
in the White River National Forest
warding off dusk.
Today's Song
"Please Come to Boston," Joan Baez
Friday, August 16, 2019
Wild Horses
Wyoming, early morning prairie dews
seep deep enough, pooling and reflecting
a wild chestnut stallion's eyes.
His hooves kicking pebbles rippling
little waves, flowing and trickling in to streams
of mirages dissipating into noon day vapors
and pastured greens of rattle snake plains.
Today's Song
"Wild Horses," Rolling Stones
Labels:
Prairie,
Rattle Snakes.,
Rollong Stones,
Stones,
The Stones,
Waves,
Wild Horses,
Wyoming
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