Bad night...sleep wise. Almost 6am and I got stuff I should be doing today. Other than minding the crunching farm. But, so all is not lost, here goes.



'Half Blind Eye'




Woke up this morning as I often do,
took a look through my half blind eye.
Saw nothing at all that I wanted to do.
Rolled over and said goodbye.

I know that it's true that life will go on
without some input from me.
But give me a break, it's just my heart's take
on what life should and could maybe be.

I've struggled and scratched my way though this life,
'bout half a century's worth.
So don't try to tell me that I have done nothing
worthwhile from the day of my birth.

Sometimes to me it seems hopeless of course,
today might be easily so.
But I have always relied on the kindness of strangers...
Especially those that I know.

To get up and dream would be easy to some.
To me, it does not easily come.
And those of my friends that I no longer see,
they think that my life here is all done.

Don't put me away in the ground as they say,
before my whole song has been sung.
For today is another new day.
Maybe my life's just begun.

Another new day.....just a moment away.
Another new song to be sung.
I'll just have a new look through my half blind eye.
And maybe my fight will be won.

You all know of course, what this song is about.
My life's war with whiskey and love.
A life so tangled and troubled but true.
One that many could just not think of.

But have a good look through my half blind eye.
If only you could see what I see.
I know that it's true I don't understand you
and you don't quite understand me.

But have a quick look though my half blind eye......
And maybe then surely you'll see.


msattler 4/17/10

EDIT...

Toby Keith could have a #1 single with these lyrics.....LOL.

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"Freedom is just Chaos, with better lighting." Alan Dean Foster

Bad night...sleep wise. Almost 6am and I got stuff I should be doing today. Other than minding the crunching farm. But, so all is not lost, here goes.



'Half Blind Eye'




Woke up this morning as I often do,
took a look through my half blind eye.
Saw nothing at all that I wanted to do.
Rolled over and said goodbye.

I know that it's true that life will go on
without some input from me.
But give me a break, it's just my heart's take
on what life should and could maybe be.

I've struggled and scratched my way though this life,
'bout half a century's worth.
So don't try to tell me that I have done nothing
worthwhile from the day of my birth.

Sometimes to me it seems hopeless of course,
today might be easily so.
But I have always relied on the kindness of strangers...
Especially those that I know.

To get up and dream would be easy to some.
To me, it does not easily come.
And those of my friends that I no longer see,
they think that my life here is all done.

Don't put me away in the ground as they say,
before my whole song has been sung.
For today is another new day.
Maybe my life's just begun.

Another new day.....just a moment away.
Another new song to be sung.
I'll just have a new look through my half blind eye.
And maybe my fight will be won.

You all know of course, what this song is about.
My life's war with whiskey and love.
A life so tangled and troubled but true.
One that many could just not think of.

But have a good look through my half blind eye.
If only you could see what I see.
I know that it's true I don't understand you
and you don't quite understand me.

But have a quick look though my half blind eye......
And maybe then surely you'll see.


msattler 4/17/10

EDIT...

Toby Keith could have a #1 single with these lyrics.....LOL.

Terrific lyrics!...I can feel the aching pain they represent...and the hope you still hang on to.

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PROUD TO BE TFFE!

Terrific lyrics!...I can feel the aching pain they represent...and the hope you still hang on to.

Thank you........so very much.
After a little more sleep, I feel better now.
But it still makes me cry rereading them.

That all just flew out of me in about 3 minutes.......as many great songs were written I guess. It was just all there and had to come out. Unlike many kitty poems of the past that were works of hours or days of thinking and rewrites.

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"Freedom is just Chaos, with better lighting." Alan Dean Foster

Meow Mark! I like :)

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For what it's worth....

The kittyman had a good day today.

Got the lawn mowed, got a new fan mounted to help waft the heat from the crunchers down the hall to the kitchen where it either is drawn out of the storm door into the garage when it's cool enough or towards the AC unit when it gets hot outside, and cut and dry-fitted most of the piping to repair the sump pump line that had broken and sprayed water all over the basement...not a lot, just enough to make a mess. I'll finish that job tomorrow after another trip to the local hardware store for a few more PVC fittings.

I don't always have good days, so I am more thankful than some when my ambition allows me to do more than sit on the couch in front of the computer all day hitting the refresh button.

As always....
I very much appreciate those here whom I can call friends.
Those who somehow see through my bad days and are willing to extend a hand or a virtual hug rather than a virtual shove.

As the line in my poem reads....
"But I have always relied on the kindness of strangers...
Especially those that I know."

Thank you, my kind strangers.

Mark

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"Freedom is just Chaos, with better lighting." Alan Dean Foster

'Half Blind Eye.......not today.'

Woke up this morning as I often do,
took a look through my half blind eye.
Saw for once there was so much to do.
Put the cap on and let it lie.

The bottle is staring me down with it's lies.
Half empty and daring to me.
But I will not let it win the battle today
for my life is now calling to me.

I know that it's true that life will go on
without any input from me.
But give me a break from all the heartache
and I'll give it a try...we shall see.

I've struggled and scratched my way though this life,
'bout half a century's worth.
So don't try to tell me that I have done nothing
worthwhile from the day of my birth.

Sometimes to me it seems hopeless of course,
but today I'll not let it be so.
I have always relied on the kindness of strangers...
Maybe today I'll meet someone I know.

To get up and dream would be easy to some.
To me, it does not easily come.
My half blind eye makes it harder, you see.
To realize that my life isn't done.

Don't put me away in the ground as they say,
before my whole song has been sung.
For today is another new day.
Maybe my life's just begun.

Another new day.....just a moment away.
Another new song to be sung.
I'll just have a new look through my half blind eye.
And maybe my fight will be won.

You all know of course, what this song is about.
My life's war with whiskey and love.
A life so tangled and troubled but true.
One that many could just not think of.

But have a good look through my half blind eye.
If only you could see what I see.
I know that it's true I don't understand you
and you don't quite understand me.

But have a quick look though my half blind eye......
And maybe then surely you'll see.




Going to the kitty show in Green Bay this afternoon with Lori and her grandson...
Can't let them down...I promised her I would refrain.
Crying right now for the truth hurts you see.
But, I will try to be strong, if even for one day.

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"Freedom is just Chaos, with better lighting." Alan Dean Foster

"Kitty By My Side"


Don't know quite what it is.
All my troubles set aside.
Sitting here on my couch
with my kitty by my side.

There is something so simple
about a kitty's love.
Something so graceful and forgiving.
Something that those without
can only dream of.
With no kitty they are living.

Kitty loves me, of that I am sure.
She looks up at me with such big dark eyes
Lets me know I am hers.
And she will always be near.....
The kitty by my side.

I have no troubles, have no fears,
all my troubles set aside.
Got much love, of that I am sure.
With my kitty by my side.

She sleeps so easily,
lying there.
Peace is hers to share.
I love her so
for there is nothing like
a kitty lying there.

I touch her gently, so as not to wake
her gentle sleep she shares
with me, the the only one she loves.
My kitty sleeping there.

Keeper, am I, of the kitty lore.
And forever I shall share.
My love of kitties both far and near.
And my kitty sleeping there.

Some day I'll wake, and she'll have left.
Only memories will reside.
Where once was love, a hole with be there
without my kitty by my side.

I pray to God each and every day,
and thank him for being so kind.
For giving me another moment
with my kitty by my side.

msattler 4/25/10

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"Freedom is just Chaos, with better lighting." Alan Dean Foster

Three are things in my life I do regret.
One thing or another that I can't forget.
I can't remember all I should forget.

My brother lost.......
I miss him so.
But it happened all so very long ago.

He is gone, I am hers.....

I could go on........but I just can't at this time.

I just can't. write the verses that tell the tale.

Sad kitties.

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"Freedom is just Chaos, with better lighting." Alan Dean Foster

I once had a thought in my mind. Oh so clear.
It was precious to me and very quite dear.

I expressed it as such,
And the response was quite queer.
Seems some I addressed no longer held me so near.

My kitties, they meow, my kitties, they roar.
And now and then.......my kitties, the snore.

Do not think of me so little, my friends,
That my life here on Seti has so little ends
that I cannot express my thoughts so few and so wide
that I would not have my friends right here by my side.

I'll always have detractors, that is tried and is true.
But, I'll tell you right now, 'tween me and you.
I'll be here much now longer than most all of you.
And the song that I sing 'bout the project is not new.

I am tired 'bout those here who seem hell bent on dissing
the project who's arse they seem to think they are kissing.....
It's not about you......please try to get on.
The project is OURS.......
Not yours to belong.

So, in closing I'll say that I don't care a whit
if you say I am crazy, and don't give a ........

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"Freedom is just Chaos, with better lighting." Alan Dean Foster

Let's try to express it another way.....

The Front Door


Every day I get up and I walk 'cross the floor.
To the part of my house that is called the front door.
I open the door and I look at the outside.
Which presents itself when I fling the door open wide.

Many days I find I don't like what I see,
so I close the front door and go back to what's me.
I hide in myself, and try now and then
to present myself and my thoughts
to my dear Seti friends.

Some times they are open and welcome me so.
Sometimes I am boorish, and they tell me to go.
Or they force me to leave, by the lock on the gate,
Which they must, for I say sometimes words that some hate.

But I always return to the front door every day....
Look out there and listen for what some might say.
A good day is one where the sun shines above.
A bad day is one without someone to share love.

I love you, my Seti sisters and brothers.
You listen to my thoughts when no one else bothers.
You force me sometimes to look out the front door.
And lead me to believe than life has something more.

The 'front door' has hinges and a knob that does turn,
and opens to life, from which we can learn.
But the door can be something with buttons and keys.
A door to a world that can talk to others with ease.

So, please put the key in the lock on the gate
and remove it sometimes so I don't have to wait
to see what some others say life has in store.
And I'll try, once again, to look out my front door.

msattler
4/30/10

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"Freedom is just Chaos, with better lighting." Alan Dean Foster

'Would I'

Would I, could I........have done what I have.
I in my youth somehow, maybe from my dear Dad.
Been told not to do what I've done.
Not to hold dear what I have had.

The story might be diff'rent.......you see.
I only pursued that which was promised to me.
Science and cars......things I could get a hand on.
To lay down a wrench or a screwdriver upon.

I never understood other people too much.
Their language, their posturing, left me go to get lunch.
Very few in this life have gotten to me....
One or two gurls that would now set me free.

Ya see, it's now kinda like this.
You can take what I offer,
or just take a piss.

I don't care any more what some of you say.
I can take a big hike, or just go away.
I have given you all to see what this man is.
So if the questions were not asked, no answer there is.

Some day soon, there will be no kittyman.
The questions, if not asked, forever will stand.
And then you all forever shall see.

And question the life of one such as he.
Would I...

There are no questions more burning that those that can never be answered.

Ask me now.

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"Freedom is just Chaos, with better lighting." Alan Dean Foster

Seems to me.....

I had something left to say.......
Seems to me, that I knew all the way...

Seems to me,
That all of my friends went and told me so...
Seems to me, that my love is not cold.


Seems to me,
That I have not told you so,
Seems to me, I have not been so bold.

Seems to me,
That I have not told you true.
Seems to me,
just what has not been told to you.


Yes......I am a fool for you.
Yes......I have been untrue.
Yes......I am not satisfied.
Yes......I am sad inside.



Seems to me, I have plagerilzed.
Seems to me, this song has been written by someone half my size.
Seems to me.........I'm not the only one.
Seems to me.....my work here has not been done.

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"Freedom is just Chaos, with better lighting." Alan Dean Foster

Just had a dream........
About thoughts untrue.
Just had a dream....
About me and you.

Just had a dream....
About what could never be true.
Just had a dream.........

About you.


These thoughts and dreams, they go and they come again.
They haunt my life, then they go, and then....
The come back to life....try to tell me when.

Just had a dream about you.

Some time past, must be years ago,
I loved you once, loved you only so.
But that was so long, long, ago.

Now I am so lonely here.
My dreams are the only ones that hold me dear.
And long lost friends seem to think I'm queer..
But I just had a dream about you.

These thoughts and dreams, they go and they come again.
They haunt my life, then they go, and then....
The come back to life....try to tell me when.

Just had a dream about you.

Once in a while, my mind goes astray.
And thinks of you, gurl.....just anyway.
I know you and I are not parts to play.......
But I still had a dream ............

About you.


msattler.....5/08/10

To my first love.....

Mary Ann Theresa Karen Hendricks....wheresoever she may be.

You never believed I loved you that much, did you?

After 35 years or so........It still hurts the same.

And damn,
I just... had this dream...

About you.

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"Freedom is just Chaos, with better lighting." Alan Dean Foster

Hmmmmmmmmmm..

Just had 'nother thought tween me and you.


Seems we have have had a thought, me and you.
Some things that have tied us in the past.
'Some things that have kickeed us both in the ass..............'

Some things that made some whither in pants.

Some, who on reflection, could me made to pee in their pants........

Done dancing.with those who don't have a clue...........you pee when and where ou may.

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"Freedom is just Chaos, with better lighting." Alan Dean Foster

Hmmmmmm...again.

Whickey bottle.......take me quick.
Doggon bottle goona take me quick.

Hmmmmmmm...runnin' round my brain.

Posted a couple of songs about the big C.......

Nothin' like that round here. Really.

Just big whiskey.......and that can be 'bout the same, almost.

They can both kill ya........

Ya see............If some day, they put a sign up in front of Seti........
Like I killed little gurls and other skunks.

I will hold Eric and others responsible for others.

"who owns this 'expletive deleted'......

I have killed everything that has walked or crawled in this life.........

Guess I was just lucky in the order.

Don't know who was first........but I can tell ya who will be last.
And 'deserve' has nothing to do with it.

Can you here me now????????????

THE Scene...

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"Freedom is just Chaos, with better lighting." Alan Dean Foster

Through the eyes of a child.........(a 53 YO...LOL)

Dunno why God made me 53 years old.....
Only know that it's true, and so
I go upon my daily chores
washed up upon these lonely shores.

I do what I can
and do what I must.
Some days it seems like
it is just so much.

But I do.

Some point and shout....
Look at that man.
But hey, I only just do what I can.
This day...and every other.

But I do.


Lost my brother,
he lost his life.
Could not handle this
worldly strife.

But I do.

Some don't pray the way I can.
Don't have a clue about
the "Man's Good Plan"
or wish to know about what He can...

But I do.

Gets me by from day to day..
No matter what some do say.
I got kitties all the live long day.
And WTF, hey anyway...

But I do.

I got my God,
I got my hope.
Keeps me from the end of the rope.
Kinda like a pig in a poke.

But I do.

You don't have to believe, that's what it is said.
Some profess that they would rather be dead.
Go off and tell the world they read
that I can't know what it is He had tried to be said.

But I do.

So, friends and lovers I have known
have led me to where I have grown.
And that's why I try to show you
Where I have gone.
You don't have to follow.......

But I do.

Don't expect you to understand.
Don't rely on you to like 'The Man'
Don't believe in you
To trust his word. Just because I do.

Like I can.



So........don't rely on the kittyman
to tell you what must be true.
Don't believe what I do because I think it is true.
Don't believe what I think 'cuz I think it is just.
Believe what you can, believe what you must.

I ask of you.

There is some reason, they say
why He made me just this way.
I never understood such things anyway,
I just don't understand.
So I break down and pray.

Yes, I do.


But if just even one......among you could say
that they also might bend their knees down and pray.
And wonder why all else above us does lay..
And then wonder why it has all been so displayed......

Like I do.



May you too.


If it's not asking too much, could you please send a prayer off for someone you love?
God would love it......and so would they.

msattler 5/6/10

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"Freedom is just Chaos, with better lighting." Alan Dean Foster