tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-77354297323469131812012-02-01T23:47:02.378-05:00Forest River JournalPoetry Philosophy Reflections EssaysEdward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.comBlogger7071100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-69662440642928284592012-01-08T02:13:00.003-05:002012-01-08T02:17:28.370-05:00Bad choices? Whose Responsiblity?<h6 class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{"type":1}"><span class="messageBody" ft="{"type":3}">The conservatives say that the rest of us, especially those of us that are poor, make bad life choices. This is incongruous. They are the ones selling the bad choices! Example: "Drink Coke!" This isn't healthy, yet they managed to position their products into public schools to influence children. They justify this on profit. Advocates of "free markets" shouldn't be preaching about responsibility when they have a vested interest in our doing the opposite.</span></h6><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-6966244064292828459?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-81540058514711175842010-06-21T00:41:00.006-04:002010-06-21T01:10:46.355-04:00New Vistas<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);">Wearing cowgirl hat,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);">Holding her grandfather's hand</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);">-overlooking dam.</span><br /><br />Copyright 2010<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-8154005851471117584?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-55020645129929334812010-04-01T23:39:00.000-04:002010-04-01T23:39:00.154-04:00In Search of Folly<span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Struggled for wisdom,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Have poured over many books</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">-they say I'm a fool.</span><br /><br />Copyright 2010<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-5502064512992933481?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-82334638510459701332010-03-03T23:26:00.005-05:002010-03-03T23:46:55.404-05:00Heaven<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);">My head in the clouds,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);">Heart soars clear around the world</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);">-hug from a small child.</span><br /><br />Copyright 2010<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-8233463851045970133?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-38243282244278495612010-03-01T22:28:00.003-05:002010-03-01T22:41:14.854-05:00Dinner Anyone?<span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">Special guest tonight,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">Now must achieve perfection</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">-time to burn the rice.</span><br /><br />Copyright 2010<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-3824328224427849561?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-85064830178372660862010-02-28T22:50:00.004-05:002010-02-28T23:39:04.644-05:00Meditation Running<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-ObgxS60Ac/S4tChjSEtUI/AAAAAAAAASY/VV5ax1_E2KU/s1600-h/+Waterfall+Pool.jpg"><img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b-ObgxS60Ac/S4tChjSEtUI/AAAAAAAAASY/VV5ax1_E2KU/s400/+Waterfall+Pool.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443517718781539650" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><br />Sitting still by pool,</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><br />Gurgling sound relaxes mind</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">-water running soft.</span><br /><br />Copyright 2010<br /><br /><a href="http://onesingleimpression.blogpot.com/"></a><a href="http://www.onesingleimpression.blogspot.com/">One Single Impression: Running</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-8506483017837266086?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-41738638447848599472010-02-27T23:59:00.001-05:002010-02-28T00:01:25.596-05:00New Beginings, Mixed Blessings<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-ObgxS60Ac/S4n4KURu75I/AAAAAAAAARo/dI0HvLXFwS0/s1600-h/Experiment+0ne.jpg"><img style="clear: both; float: left; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b-ObgxS60Ac/S4n4KURu75I/AAAAAAAAARo/dI0HvLXFwS0/s400/Experiment+0ne.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Staking new frontiers,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">People arrive for new life</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">-land still vanishes.</span><br /><br />Copyright 2010<div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none; padding: 0px; background: none repeat scroll 0% 50% transparent;" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-4173863844784859947?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-39696076763657173842010-02-16T00:01:00.002-05:002010-02-20T21:12:11.741-05:00Teacher's Paradox<span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">Trying to explain,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">I struggled to simplify</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">-only made complex.</span><br /><br />Copyright 2010<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-3969607676365717384?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-67659326847912985282010-02-15T00:01:00.000-05:002010-02-15T00:03:33.150-05:00As Far As We Can See...<span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);">We see one part,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);">then create many theories</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);">-still, not seeing whole.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);">Copyright 2010</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-6765932684791298528?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-60924102274432294042010-02-14T00:16:00.005-05:002010-02-14T00:39:53.261-05:00Happy Valentines Day!<span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Eyes sparkle warmly,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Smiling from the open door</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">-kissing bandit strikes!</span><br /><br />Copyright 2010<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-6092410227443229404?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-31234171475685370022010-02-13T00:00:00.000-05:002010-02-14T00:15:38.544-05:00Outside Looking In<span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Children on playground,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Running and tagging classmates</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">-small eyes watch from fence.</span><br /><br />Copyright 2010<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-3123417147568537002?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-70387752006239795202010-02-12T23:07:00.004-05:002010-02-12T23:21:10.988-05:00Tense Peace<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">In meditation,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Indian flute music soothes</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">-quiet mind struggles.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">Copyright 2010</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-7038775200623979520?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-26523080420653658532010-02-11T23:52:00.003-05:002010-02-12T00:01:29.911-05:00The Slog Home<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Winter snowstorm comes,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">cars form train on the highway</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">-eternal<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"> journey.</span></span><br /><br />Copyright 2010<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-2652308042065365853?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-14786623851550628172010-02-10T00:13:00.003-05:002010-02-10T00:23:43.530-05:00Morning Frontier<span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Stupid alarm rings,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Failed physics experiment</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">-waking not happen.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Copyright 2010</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-1478662385155062817?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-73982387279020430102009-11-02T20:10:00.003-05:002010-02-10T00:28:28.883-05:00Day's Last Adventure<span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">Sprawled out on the floor,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">Adventures unfold in book</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);">-reading, then dreamland.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">Copyright 2009</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-7398238727902043010?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-2651391824091050452009-07-31T23:42:00.008-04:002009-08-01T00:58:43.699-04:00Rain Reflection<span style="color:#ffcc33;">Summer morning rain,</span><br /><span style="color:#ffcc33;">Breeze brings some on porch with tea,</span><br /><span style="color:#ffcc33;">-evergreens through mist.</span><br /><br />Copyright 2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-265139182409105045?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-75960340016913515612009-07-30T00:01:00.001-04:002009-07-30T00:11:28.044-04:00Afternoon Meditation<span style="color:#3333ff;">Summer rain on roof,</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Watching clouds and time go by</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">-swinging porch hammock.</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br />Copyright 2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-7596034001691351561?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-53261076146634015552009-07-29T00:57:00.003-04:002009-07-29T01:18:10.367-04:00Dinnertime!<span style="color:#cc6600;">Summer means porch time,<br />And mosquito Thanksgiving<br />-the feast is on me!</span><br /><br />Copyright 2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-5326107614663401555?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-60877328569177262352009-07-28T00:28:00.004-04:002009-07-28T01:02:01.467-04:00Sweet Deams<span style="color:#cc9933;">Slipping off to sleep,</span><br /><span style="color:#cc9933;">Vivaldi's summer playing</span><br /><span style="color:#cc9933;">-dreaming of Benton.</span><br /><span style="color:#cc9933;"></span><br />Copyright 2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-6087732856917726235?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-11043312427660854012009-07-27T23:47:00.007-04:002009-07-29T23:08:38.237-04:00Moving Day Blues #2<span style="color:#3333ff;">I didn't have much stuff,</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Until the day of the move </span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">-then I found mountains.</span><br /><br />Copyright 2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-1104331242766085401?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-15886877410411627102009-07-26T02:59:00.007-04:002010-02-20T21:08:39.381-05:00Boiling Mad<span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"><strong>Principal's Office</strong><br />by Edward S. Gault<br /><br />We knew we were finished.<br />Mr. Dingleberry was really going<br />to lean into us<br />(he was generally given to<br />old fashioned fundamentalist style<br />rants and tirades;<br />mercy and charitable ecumenism<br />not being his forte).<br />Someone had narc-ed.<br />So we had come clean<br />about what we had done<br />with Shiela's purse-<br />but ol' Dingle was more ticked<br />about the can of ripe eggs<br />in the boiler room!<br /></span><br />Copyright©2009<br /><br /><a href="http://onesingleimpression.blogspot.com/">One Single Impression: Fragrance</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-1588687741041162710?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-1236788899728633272009-07-25T00:01:00.000-04:002009-07-25T00:01:01.561-04:00Moving Day BluesPacking for the move,<br />A neverending labor<br />-curse of sisyphus.<br /><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-123678889972863327?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-22276012754499887652009-07-24T06:25:00.005-04:002009-07-24T06:40:52.508-04:00Passages<span style="color:#ffcc33;">Old high school yearbooks,</span><br /><span style="color:#ffcc33;">Sitting on shelf for decades</span><br /><span style="color:#ffcc33;">-voices of the dead;</span><br /><span style="color:#ffcc33;">time to recycle these now,</span><br /><span style="color:#ffcc33;">my old self died long ago.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffcc33;"></span><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-2227601275449988765?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-28122890206476371962009-07-23T06:48:00.004-04:002009-07-23T07:03:14.277-04:00On A Roll<span style="color:#ff6600;">Writing in <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">carol</span>,</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Surrounded</span> by vast bookshelves</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">-<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">ambiance</span> not seen.</span><br /><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-2812289020647637196?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-38061501313694601392009-07-22T20:45:00.003-04:002009-07-22T21:09:41.356-04:00Overworked Underpaid Dept.<span style="color:#666666;">Boss ordered project,</span><br /><span style="color:#666666;">We worked tails off through night,</span><br /><span style="color:#666666;">-boss said: do over;</span><br /><span style="color:#666666;">Now due at two fiftynine,</span><br /><span style="color:#666666;">Air conditioner broke down.</span><br /><span style="color:#666666;"></span><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-3806150131369460139?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-18866716813838446192009-07-21T01:50:00.004-04:002009-07-21T02:03:15.095-04:00Pirate Daycare<span style="color:#33cc00;">Children lining up,</span><br /><span style="color:#33cc00;">Their small bowels overflowing</span><br /><span style="color:#33cc00;">-booty of porage;</span><br /><span style="color:#33cc00;">Long John Silver in kitchen,</span><br /><span style="color:#33cc00;">Captain Hook dishing out shares.</span><br /><span style="color:#33cc00;"></span><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-1886671681383844619?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-51224383632193296582009-07-20T03:28:00.005-04:002009-07-20T03:41:38.658-04:00Soaring With Muse<span style="color:#3333ff;">In coastal garden,</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">A gathering of poets</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">-airplanes taking off.</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br />Copyright 2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-5122438363219329658?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-43424323093639657062009-07-19T02:10:00.003-04:002009-07-19T05:35:17.449-04:00Voice Of Wisdom<span style="color:#3333ff;">Sitting in garden,</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Waiting upon soul's soft voice</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">-sanctuary's peace.</span><br /><br />Copyright©2009<br /><br /><a href="http://onesingleimpression.blogspot.com/">One Single Impression: Inner Voice</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-4342432309363965706?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-7502189236164252662009-07-18T01:48:00.006-04:002009-07-18T06:47:58.979-04:00Upward Bound<span style="color:#999900;">Walking many miles,</span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">up steep switchbacks to mesa</span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">-new mountain vistas.</span><br /><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-750218923616425266?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com213tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-71927011345595388332009-07-17T04:15:00.004-04:002009-07-17T04:29:34.915-04:00The Other Me<span style="color:#009900;">Sitting in the street,</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">With a sign for food and cup</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">-ourselves yet unseen.</span><br /><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-7192701134559538833?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-73442435507328223192009-07-16T02:42:00.004-04:002009-07-16T02:54:51.215-04:00A Thousand Steps<span style="color:#009900;">Walking to center,</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">Asking mind many questions</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">-answers forthcoming.</span><br /><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-7344243550732822319?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-33854623067139682492009-07-15T03:54:00.003-04:002009-07-15T04:08:46.054-04:00Time Travel<span style="color:#ff9900;">Leading Hichborn tours,</span><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;">Telling the stories rooms tell</span><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;">-giving voice to past.</span><br /><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-3385462306713968249?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-59812730463706810432009-07-14T03:16:00.003-04:002009-07-14T03:34:59.711-04:00Lost In Lines<span style="color:#666666;">Examining maps,</span><br /><span style="color:#666666;">Lines that show everything </span><br /><span style="color:#666666;">-yet tell me nothing.</span><br /><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-5981273046370681043?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-32322775941868028682009-07-13T03:36:00.003-04:002009-07-13T03:56:11.417-04:00Connection<span style="color:#999900;">Friends get together,</span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">Eat soup, break bread, and talk</span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">-closer fellowship.</span><br /><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-3232277594186802868?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-38040278403947169362009-07-12T02:35:00.005-04:002009-07-12T02:58:43.105-04:00Thinkers And No Brainers<span style="color:#ff9900;">Alone in classroom,</span><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;">Working problems afterschool</span><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;">-achieved honor roll.</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;"></span><br /><span style="color:#666666;">Senator has fling,</span><br /><span style="color:#666666;">Throws away wife and children</span><br /><span style="color:#666666;">-argentine soulmate.</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">Man sitting on rock,</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">gazes both out and inward,</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">-rodin's masterpiece.</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">Thinker works problem,</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">Then falls asleep at her desk</span><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">-behold light comes.</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Poet thinking hard,</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Struggles for magnum opus</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">-totally futile.</span><br /><br />Copyright©2009<br /><br /><a href="http://onesingleimpression.blogspot.com/">One Single Impression: Thinking</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-3804027840394716936?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-17032611944438168962009-07-11T00:50:00.006-04:002009-07-11T01:15:17.614-04:00National Orgy<span style="color:#009900;"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Esplanade</span> fireworks,</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">celebrating liberty</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">-<em>me me</em> <em>me me me</em>.</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br />Copyright©2009<br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-1703261194443816896?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-67837086126010557692009-07-10T00:01:00.000-04:002009-07-09T23:47:53.594-04:00Meeting Of Poets<span style="color:#ff6600;">In City Hall,</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"><span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Rhythmic</span> <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">reverberations</span></span><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">-dancing off the wall.</span><br /><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-6783708612601055769?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-33244625131768973462009-07-09T00:01:00.001-04:002009-07-09T01:07:59.084-04:00Class Trip<span style="color:#009900;">Man's voice filled the room,</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">He ran through facts and details</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">-now can't remember.</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;"></span><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-3324462513176897346?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-41756545920485855422009-07-08T00:01:00.001-04:002009-07-08T01:01:50.678-04:00Crowning Papa<span style="color:#009900;">She took paper crown,<br />Placing gently on my head<br />-the teasure she found.<br /><br /></span>Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-4175654592048585542?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-11753967213689661292009-07-07T00:01:00.001-04:002009-07-07T03:32:54.266-04:00To Keep And Forget<span style="color:#009900;">Moving day packing,</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">Sifting through each memory</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">-storing in boxes.</span><br /><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-1175396721368966129?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-78511525223179435372009-07-06T03:01:00.004-04:002009-07-06T03:11:28.241-04:00Record Lost<span style="color:#666666;">Brought in record sales,</span><br /><span style="color:#666666;">Was floating in vast blue sky</span><br /><span style="color:#666666;">-boss said: clean up desk.</span><br /><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-7851152522317943537?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-87445610798555054102009-07-05T05:07:00.004-04:002009-07-05T05:22:49.406-04:00Strangers Among Us<span style="color:#3333ff;">After the funeral,</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">I walked through the street alone,</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">-many strange faces.</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#666666;">When they were dating,</span><br /><span style="color:#666666;">He was a prince, she said <em>yes</em></span><br /><span style="color:#666666;">-became a monster.</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#009900;">Joey meet Dennis,</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">Both were the new boys in town</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">-a lifelong friendship.</span><br /><br />Copyright©2009<br /><br /><a href="http://onesingleimpression.blogspot.com/">One Single Impression: Strangers</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-8744561079855505410?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-3244574638425744582009-07-04T03:26:00.005-04:002009-07-04T04:16:55.391-04:00Happy Birthday U.S.A.<span style="color:#990000;">For sweet liberty,</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">They signed their names on the pledge</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">-their sacred honor.</span><br /><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-324457463842574458?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-34773914943220163672009-07-03T20:32:00.005-04:002009-07-03T20:52:29.825-04:00The Young At Rock<span style="color:#ff6600;">Watching daughter dance,<br />Joy of moving to <em>Blue Moo</em><br />-treasured happiness.<br /></span><br />Copyright©2009<br /><br /><span style="color:#666666;">(Blue Moo is a children's album by Sarah Boynton<br />Copyright©2007) </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-3477391494322016367?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-82877341971775270332009-07-02T00:38:00.007-04:002009-07-02T01:08:36.267-04:00Murphy's Haiku #60<span style="color:#3333ff;">Ranger began tour,</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Sun <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">disappeared</span> behind clouds</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">-<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">torrential</span> downpour.</span><br /><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-8287734197177527033?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-41559544216774209392009-07-01T06:07:00.005-04:002009-07-01T06:18:36.235-04:00Dreaming The Poem<span style="color:#3333ff;">Poet sleeps on couch,</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Has many wonderful dreams</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">-waiting on the muse.</span><br /><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-4155954421677420939?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-57250726981985453702009-06-30T00:17:00.008-04:002009-06-30T00:42:07.319-04:00Murphy's Tanka #59: Mortgage Blues<span style="color:#3333ff;">A pile of papers,</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">We signed the contracts for hours</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">-the attorney said:</span><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">There's still one thing I will need.</span></em><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">It was the one thing missing.</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-5725072698198545370?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-89224155560205912812009-06-29T01:53:00.004-04:002009-06-29T02:54:19.489-04:00The Right Time And Place<span style="color:#339999;">Foggy marina,</span><br /><span style="color:#339999;">Man reads the Sunday paper</span><br /><span style="color:#339999;">-waits, sipping coffee.</span><br /><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-8922415556020591281?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-32098605781883216512009-06-28T03:37:00.006-04:002009-06-28T04:11:57.994-04:00The Rain And The Blues<span style="color:#3333ff;">Kneeling at her grave,</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">I looked up at the clear sky</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">-then I cried blue rain.</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">She sat across from me,</span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">Telling me story of their love</span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">-now about to cry:</span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">since break up, no place to go-</span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">memories everywhere!</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#999900;">Neverending rain,</span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">Tourists went elsewhere, cafes closed</span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">-was called <em>Monsoon June</em>.</span><br /><span style="color:#999900;"></span><br />Copyright©2009<br /><br /><a href="http://onesingleimpression.blogspot.com/">One Single Impression: Blue Rain</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-3209860578188321651?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-62884641575604588432009-06-27T20:00:00.000-04:002009-06-27T22:16:59.796-04:00The Power Of Children<span style="color:#666666;">Stormy weather day,</span><br /><span style="color:#666666;">When the children came to play</span><br /><span style="color:#666666;">-the storm clouds drifted.</span><br /><span style="color:#666666;"></span><br />Copyright©2009<br /><br /><em><span style="color:#666666;">( grant you, I haven't seen this happen too often!)</span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-6288464157560458843?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-36592289945934720232009-06-26T02:52:00.003-04:002009-06-26T03:04:04.644-04:00Seeking Self<span style="color:#3333ff;">Looking in mirror,</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">I see only reflection</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">-not what others do.</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-3659228994593472023?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-60953478017559067182009-06-25T00:01:00.002-04:002009-06-25T00:15:33.259-04:00Summer Frost<span style="color:#cc0000;">I thought I knew you,</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">For years we told our stories</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">-guess not afterall:</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">today you walked right by me</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">like a chill wind in Summer.</span><br /><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-6095347801755906718?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-88474819693988065702009-06-24T03:19:00.003-04:002009-06-24T03:34:58.686-04:00Soaked!<span style="color:#3333ff;">Rainy summer day,</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">No children playing in park</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">-toys sunk in puddles.</span><br /><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-8847481969398806570?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-46535842318368132822009-06-23T03:13:00.000-04:002009-06-24T03:19:23.223-04:00Sailor's Poet<span style="color:#3333ff;">Poet at mic,</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Reads of sailing ships on sea</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">-childhood memories.</span><br /><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-4653584231836813282?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-76143964300435302992009-06-22T02:34:00.004-04:002009-06-22T02:52:12.117-04:00Brother Not Seen<span style="color:#ff6600;">People leaving church,</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">Beggar enters crowd with cup</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">-no one notices.</span><br /><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-7614396430043530299?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-83106378403093468162009-06-21T00:01:00.001-04:002009-06-21T00:54:38.317-04:00Family Tapesrty<span style="color:#999900;">At Ellis Island,<br />Clerk read Franz Rurka's Czech tag<br />-wrote down Frank Robbins.<br /><br /></span><span style="color:#3333ff;">Grandpa showed bookshelf,<br />Where he kept family tree<br />-we looked at the lines:<br />Some back to Ellis Island,<br />Others back to Mayflower!<br /></span><br />Copyright©2009<br /><br /><a href="http://onesingleimpression.blogspot.com/">One Single Impression: Assimilation </a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-8310637840309346816?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-61901744280164165522009-06-20T02:44:00.007-04:002009-06-20T03:22:47.241-04:00Artplosion!<span style="color:#cc6600;">Artisit's jamboree,<br />Out of the Blue Gallery,<br />-connecting to souls.<br /><br /></span>Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-6190174428016416552?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-9375823713485232032009-06-19T00:01:00.002-04:002009-06-20T03:25:34.701-04:00In Honor of Steve Lonergan, R.I.P.<span style="color:#3333ff;">It had been ten years,</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Then I learned he passed away</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">-never said goodbye.</span><br /><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-937582371348523203?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-58517017151748078412009-06-18T04:30:00.004-04:002009-06-18T04:46:59.715-04:00Steps In Thought<span style="color:#33cc00;">Walking labyrinth,</span><br /><span style="color:#33cc00;">layers of meditation</span><br /><span style="color:#33cc00;">-journey to center.</span><br /><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-5851701715174807841?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-20486407171925733032009-06-17T00:01:00.002-04:002009-06-17T00:01:01.176-04:00Metamorphosis<span style="color:#3333ff;">Boy in uniform,</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Goes off to war, kills many</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">-comes back shell of man.</span><br /><br />Copyright©20o9<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-2048640717192573303?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-89771840611805734842009-06-16T20:34:00.007-04:002009-06-16T21:00:51.451-04:00Summers Day's Dream<span style="color:#33cc00;">Trees shading common,</span><br /><span style="color:#33cc00;">Children laugh and play in park</span><br /><span style="color:#33cc00;">-little paradise. </span><br /><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-8977184061180573484?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-73337041929118498152009-06-15T04:23:00.002-04:002009-06-16T21:35:17.300-04:00Radio Hate Man<span style="color:#cc0000;">The Radio Hate Man frothed and fumed over all the <em>other </em>people.</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">It was the <em>other</em> people that were ruining the whole damn country!</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">Something had to be done!-next day, Radio Hate Man's show was cancelled.</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span><br />Copyright©2009<br /><br /><a href="http://theamericansandwich.blogspot.com/">The American Sandwich</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-7333704192911849815?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-69126702852062333802009-06-14T23:14:00.010-04:002009-06-15T03:38:22.564-04:00Walled In And Out<span style="color:#3333ff;">Sitting in his cell,</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">He no longer sees the walls</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">-only lonely past.</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#009900;">In children's park,</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">Vines weave through the <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">chain link</span> fence</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">-forming leafy walls:</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">cocoon</span> for children's dreams</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">acted out on playing frames.</span><br /><br />Copyright©2009<br /><br /><a href="http://onesingleimpression.blogspot.com/">One Single Impression: Walls</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-6912670285206233380?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-50106353791383354782009-06-13T01:13:00.004-04:002009-06-13T01:44:55.712-04:00Troubled Waters<span style="color:#3333ff;">Mother with baby,</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Steps into lifeboat praying</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">-titanic sinking.</span><br /><br />Copyright©2009<br /><br /><span style="color:#666666;">Newspaper Item: Last survivor of Titanic dies-was two months old at the time.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-5010635379138335478?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-33287800156242931822009-06-12T00:20:00.003-04:002009-06-12T00:54:26.172-04:00On The Fast Track<span style="color:#996633;">Stepping onto train,</span><br /><span style="color:#996633;">picked leaflet from off the floor</span><br /><em><span style="color:#996633;">-think future career!</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#996633;"></span></em><br />Copyright©2009<br /><em><span style="color:#996633;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#996633;"></span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-3328780015624293182?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-88541033606669046742009-06-11T04:11:00.003-04:002009-06-11T04:22:33.806-04:00Suffer The Children #2<span style="color:#666666;">Child came up to me,</span><br /><span style="color:#666666;">She held out her hand and spoke</span><br /><span style="color:#666666;">-her eyes though, her eyes....</span><br /><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-8854103360666904674?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-13250791092187510102009-06-10T01:44:00.004-04:002009-06-10T02:44:43.778-04:00Suffer The Children<span style="color:#666666;">Child stares out from page,</span><br /><span style="color:#666666;">Sad eyes of the world's starving</span><br /><span style="color:#666666;">-<em>no child left behind?</em></span><br /><em></em><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-1325079109218751010?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-59345241710967966312009-06-09T01:24:00.006-04:002009-06-09T01:50:16.947-04:00Child's Last Day<span style="color:#33cc00;">You looked up at me,</span><br /><span style="color:#33cc00;">Holding that big paper bag</span><br /><span style="color:#33cc00;">-bursting with treasures:</span><br /><span style="color:#33cc00;">the blue blanket you napped on</span><br /><span style="color:#33cc00;">and all the artwork you made.</span><br /><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-5934524171096796631?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-80855557791687024432009-06-08T03:17:00.003-04:002009-06-08T04:45:27.093-04:00The Bottom Line<span style="color:#666666;">Execs get bailouts,</span><br /><span style="color:#666666;">Company outsources jobs</span><br /><span style="color:#666666;">-then toast their success.</span><br /><br />Copyright@2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-8085555779168702443?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-23909817442159512452009-06-07T05:40:00.005-04:002009-06-07T05:49:24.454-04:00Slow Going<span style="color:#ff6600;">Looked at g.p.s.</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">Jam at intersection</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">-no way but through it.</span><br /><br />Copyright©2009<br /><br /><a href="http://onesingleimpression.blogspot.com/">One Single Impression: Intersections </a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-2390981744215951245?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-40854014782794089752009-06-06T02:00:00.003-04:002009-06-06T02:38:32.978-04:00Last Frontier<span style="color:#3333ff;">Last day tommorrow,</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">No more pressure for deadlines, </span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">-sail into sunset.</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-4085401478279408975?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-16309163039257545352009-06-05T04:59:00.006-04:002009-06-06T01:58:37.354-04:00Paradise Lost<span style="color:#cc0000;">For fifty long years,</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">El jefé built paradise</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">-many escaped on rafts.</span><br /><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-1630916303925754535?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-23468939528588384272009-06-04T02:04:00.003-04:002009-06-04T04:56:44.450-04:00No Way Out<span style="color:#999900;">While xeroxing docs,</span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">She felt boss behind her</span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">-no way to exit.</span><br /><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-2346893952858838427?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-35887702168473973302009-06-03T04:01:00.003-04:002009-06-03T04:09:51.932-04:00Evil Eye<span style="color:#666666;">From newspaper page,</span><br /><span style="color:#666666;">Accused felon glowers out</span><br /><span style="color:#666666;">-appears in nightmares.</span><br /><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-3588770216847397330?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-85820742405502826032009-06-02T00:01:00.001-04:002009-06-02T00:01:00.848-04:00For The Love Of Life<span style="color:#666666;">News Item: abortion provider shot while in church (Boston Globe 6/21/09, p.2)</span><br /><span style="color:#666666;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">Bang! psalm reading ends,</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">Doctor murdered in a church</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">-life lover's pistol.</span><br /><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-8582074240550282603?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-37927936162663911872009-06-01T04:24:00.003-04:002009-06-01T04:34:06.504-04:00Cruel Cuts<span style="color:#666666;">Staffer cuts paper,</span><br /><span style="color:#666666;">From wholes, to halves, to quarters</span><br /><span style="color:#666666;">-upstairs, boss cuts jobs.</span><br /><span style="color:#666666;"></span><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-3792793616266391187?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-86376349614870708222009-05-31T04:14:00.005-04:002009-05-31T04:25:49.819-04:00Finis!<span style="color:#666666;">The butler entered,</span><br /><span style="color:#666666;">then examined all the clues</span><br /><em><span style="color:#666666;">-detective did it!</span></em><br /><em></em><br />Copyright©2009<br /><br /><a href="http://onesingleimpression.blogspot.com/">One Single Impression: Denouement</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-8637634961487070822?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-53846605315684129242009-05-30T04:31:00.005-04:002009-05-30T04:40:39.711-04:00Doctor Papa<span style="color:#ff6600;">When you hurt your nose,</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">You asked if I would kiss it</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">-only i could heal.</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-5384660531568412924?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-30388872992359151282009-05-29T00:01:00.001-04:002009-05-30T02:03:55.667-04:00Summer's Here!<span style="color:#cc9933;">You came up to me,</span><br /><span style="color:#cc9933;">Laying on picnic blanket</span><br /><span style="color:#cc9933;">-<em>i am ice cream chef</em>.</span><br /><span style="color:#cc9933;"></span><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-3038887299235915128?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-43834578702586613952009-05-28T00:01:00.000-04:002009-05-27T21:59:50.095-04:00Find Me!<span style="color:#999900;">Playing hide and seek,<br />Small child hides under a coat<br />-in the middle of the floor.<br /><br /></span>Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-4383457870258661395?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-30189624317054462482009-05-27T04:07:00.004-04:002009-05-27T04:23:38.078-04:00Castles In The Heart<span style="color:#3333ff;">Lil' girl in castle,</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Invites papa to dinner</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">-jungle gym's court feast.</span><br /><br />Copyright©2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-3018962431705446248?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-76382404674054777272009-05-26T03:58:00.006-04:002009-05-26T04:06:46.015-04:00In The Urban Jungle<span style="color:#009900;">Boy on jungle gym,</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">Swings high on the monkey bars</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">-tarzan of boston.</span><br /><br />Copyright 2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-7638240467405477727?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-70965032250160434412009-05-25T04:21:00.003-04:002009-05-25T04:25:10.560-04:00Memorial Haiku<span style="color:#990000;">Their names on marble,</span><br /><span style="color:#990000;">Sons and daughters lost to war</span><br /><span style="color:#990000;">-always remembered.</span><br /><span style="color:#990000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#990000;">Copyright 2009</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-7096503225016043441?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-85311943517699715042009-05-25T03:55:00.007-04:002009-05-25T04:10:59.609-04:00Seen At Work<span style="color:#666666;">Co-worker walks by,</span><br /><span style="color:#666666;">A newspaper in her hand</span><br /><span style="color:#666666;">-woman of the world.</span><br /><br />Copyright 2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-8531194351769971504?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-48080316433421782132009-05-24T02:01:00.007-04:002009-05-25T03:55:02.968-04:00Dropping Haikus<span style="color:#3333ff;">De-trained at Boylston,</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Temperatures dropped steeply</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">-fourteen blocks to walk.</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">Beth saw it clearly,</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">He stole from the register</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">-called to drop a dime.</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#339999;">Letter said goodbye,</span><br /><span style="color:#339999;">After ten months of dating</span><br /><span style="color:#339999;">-tossed it, went dancing.</span><br /><span style="color:#339999;"></span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">Victory at hand,</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">Superbowel glory within reach</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">-quarterback fumbles.</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">A friend in college,</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">They had shared many good times</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">-no returned email.</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#009900;">Sure of her footing,</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">She lifted the plates and turned</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">-floor needs to be swept.</span><br /><br />Copyright 2009<br /><br /><a href="http://onesingleimpression.blogspot.com/">One Single Impression: Dropped</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-4808031643342178213?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-34697947290326701762009-05-23T03:46:00.003-04:002009-05-23T04:18:12.383-04:00At Stop And Shop<span style="color:#cc0000;">So much anger, yet</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">I love you more than <em>coffee</em></span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">-don't snap your headband.</span><br /><br />Copyright 2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-3469794729032670176?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-43200175482180387332009-05-22T04:43:00.003-04:002009-05-22T04:48:23.935-04:00Just Fun<span style="color:#999900;">Sitting by frogpond,</span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">Four year old feet splashing</span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">-making memories.</span><br /><br />Copyright 2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-4320017548218038733?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-37054971153153268232009-05-21T01:22:00.004-04:002009-05-21T01:29:09.671-04:00Writer's Block #2<span style="color:#009900;">Poet lays on couch,</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">Still can't think of haiku</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">-damn!damn!damn!damn!damn!</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br />Copyright 2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-3705497115315326823?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-8942930889274285242009-05-20T04:55:00.004-04:002009-05-20T05:03:59.551-04:00It's That Kind Of Night!<span style="color:#33ff33;">Poet lays on couch,</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">Can not think up one haiku!</span><br /><span style="color:#33ff33;">-muse on vacation.</span><br /><br />Copyright 2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-894293088927428524?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-29477062131829978002009-05-19T01:47:00.004-04:002009-05-19T04:35:59.151-04:00Just In Time.<span style="color:#3333ff;">Man runs with daughter,</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Rain starts as they come to school</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">-Tower clock shows nine.</span><br /><br />Copyright 2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-2947706213182997800?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-10297041523570874272009-05-18T01:57:00.006-04:002009-05-18T02:05:13.200-04:00Murphy's Haiku #58<span style="color:#666666;">Staff meeting at nine,</span><br /><span style="color:#666666;">Trolley service running late</span><br /><span style="color:#666666;">-detrained at park street.</span><br /><span style="color:#33cc00;"></span><br />Copyright 2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-1029704152357087427?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-1658021734028410952009-05-17T04:30:00.007-04:002009-05-17T04:59:16.167-04:00Beyond Tolerance!<span style="color:#999900;">Jimmy kissed Meghan,</span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">Jimmy expelled from first grade</span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">-zero tolerance.</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#00cccc;">Priest exhorts gospel,</span><br /><span style="color:#00cccc;">Men kiss on the State House steps</span><br /><span style="color:#00cccc;">-marriage contested.</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc6600;">Children in circle,</span><br /><span style="color:#cc6600;">Taunt a child in the middle</span><br /><span style="color:#cc6600;">-yelling <em>dope! retard!</em></span><br /><em></em><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Before tribunal,</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Professor defends his lecture</span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">-lessons not p.c.</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#993399;">Jill slammed her book shut,</span><br /><span style="color:#993399;">Jack was now clicking his pen</span><br /><span style="color:#993399;">-again and again.....</span><br /><span style="color:#993399;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">Justice Served<br />By Edward S. Gault<br /><br />In the courtroom<br />The old man sat in a wheelchair<br />Breathing through a nasal tube<br />Listening to the judge<br />Read a 21 page warrant<br />Charging him as being an accomplice<br />In the murder of 29,000 people<br />66 years earlier.<br /><br />There are those who believe<br />The man is too old to stand trial<br />For atrocities committed so long ago.<br />Why wasn’t he brought to justice earlier?<br />They ask.<br /><br />The prosecutor said<br />The rule of law must prevail<br />The that the number of years gone by<br />Must not determine whether justice is done.<br />The blood of those thousands<br />Cries out for justice.<br />We must demonstrate to those<br />Who commit such crimes<br />They will not walk away.<br /><br />But from across the room<br />One can discern (albeit barely),<br />A smile come across the old man’s face;<br />He knows that<br />He has gotten to walk away from it.<br /><br />Copyright©2009<br /></span><br /><a href="http://onesingleimpression.blogspot.com/"><span style="color:#cc0000;">One Single Impression: Tolerance</span> </a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-165802173402841095?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-20612255198208780262009-05-16T04:09:00.003-04:002009-05-16T04:21:23.362-04:00Murphy's Haiku #57<span style="color:#ff0000;">Dinner with old friends,</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Many photographs taken</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">-necktie real crooked.</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br />Copyright 2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-2061225519820878026?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-80665425010526806242009-05-15T02:45:00.004-04:002009-05-15T02:50:31.653-04:00Sign Of Our Times<span style="color:#999900;">In Boston's North End,</span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">Scents of Italian dishes</span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">-man holds sign for food.</span><br /><br />Copyright 2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-8066542501052680624?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-84428209196112088702009-05-14T03:31:00.004-04:002009-05-14T04:34:52.436-04:00Flight Of Mind<span style="color:#009900;">Poet reads at mic,</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">Audience in their own world</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">-no one heard poet.</span><br /><br />Copyright 2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-8442820919611208870?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-12264213683067883252009-05-13T02:00:00.002-04:002009-05-13T02:04:49.762-04:002112 A.D.<span style="color:#66ffff;">Father tells his child,</span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;"><em>Man did not always glow bright</em></span><br /><span style="color:#66ffff;">-nuclear power.</span><br /><br />Copyright 2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-1226421368306788325?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-32323337430916641572009-05-12T01:11:00.003-04:002009-05-12T01:19:17.003-04:00Uh-Oh #5<span style="color:#009900;">Bully cornered Joe,</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">Teacher restrained the bully</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">-teacher disciplined.</span><br /><br />Copyright 2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-3232333743091664157?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-29859484481115797422009-05-11T02:30:00.003-04:002009-05-11T02:36:40.972-04:00Smoked Out!<span style="color:#666666;">Man takes out cigar,</span><br /><span style="color:#666666;">Lights up and enjoys smoke</span><br /><span style="color:#666666;">-just before arrest.</span><br /><span style="color:#666666;"></span><br />Copyright 2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-2985948448111579742?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-4516916260433688592009-05-10T05:55:00.003-04:002009-05-10T06:02:40.918-04:00If Only To Be...What’s It like?<br />By Edward S. Gault<br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#6666cc;"><em>What’s it like?</em> I asked<br />To travel the world like breeze<br />-blowing through the leaves.<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#33ccff;">Being ocean tides,<br />Massaging sandy beaches<br />-reaching, then smoothing.<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">As a rain droplet,<br />Viewing the world as convex<br />-joining earth as many.<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">Raging as wildfire,<br />Consuming the lush landscape<br />-through ash, genesis.<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#ffff33;">Rising as flowers,<br />From soil’s darkness into light<br />-reaching for the sun.<br /></span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">Towering mountain,<br />Has seen one vista, but well!<br />-that is what it’s like.<br /></span><br />Copyright©2009<br /><br /><a href="http://www.onesingleimpression.blogspot.com/">For One Single Impression: What's It Like?</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-451691626043368859?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7735429732346913181.post-14048811718295464882009-05-09T07:11:00.003-04:002009-05-09T07:17:31.550-04:00Mysteries Unfolding<span style="color:#009900;">Lady concentrates,</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">Rolls of paper before her</span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">-universe unfolds.</span><br /><br />Copyright 2009<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7735429732346913181-1404881171829546488?l=forestriverjournal.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Edward S Gaulthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06415140379858811855noreply@blogger.com0