Gail Walter

Shall I say what I mean?

Gail Walter

Gail Walter
Location
Boulder, Colorado,
Birthday
February 13
Bio
Trying to say something, not sure what.

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JUNE 23, 2012 3:57PM

My Dear Now Dad

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You say, dad,

I think,

That it is joy

That must be

Our measure.

“Do you enjoy it”

You say

And we pause

To see

If, in fact,

Joy is present.

Magnificent wise,

my dear

Now dad,

Did I enjoy that?

Ah, yes.

Indeed.

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Saying it over and over - my dear Now dad - it holds sadness and joy. But then practically everything does for me these days. So long as they're in equipoise I can choose the one without feeling I'm cheating the other.
Gail, sorry to tell, but to be honest, your work gave me the thinking that there are a lot of words behing these words. It is like a quiz to me.. cause although you write on joy, I can not understand my self, sensing a deeper sadness. This was a work that trully made me working towards understanding, although with such a comprehensible and well written surface. Rated!!!
I agree with STATHI STATHI.
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But, that's what I do love too.
Words are the best we got.
Words fall short, empty?
No.
`
We rely upon`intuit.
Then - We respect.
We bow - silent.
`
I've ran errand today.
In Newville, PA. '?'
I met a eighty-two`
`
Tear Young Woman.
She appeared as my`
`
My deceased Mother.
We spoke. We Tear.
I came Home`here:
`
I must call the `chef.
Honest. Pastry Chef.
`
There's beeb Change?
I no can bring`Guest.
Annabella seem`Sad.
`
Were were gonna go?
To the White House.
Honest.
She brought clothes.
Latest W.H. News?
Cancel. No Guest.
`
I am supposed to call:
`
a White House chef:
`
I may not call chef:
`
I hope this 'spiel'
`
of my inner hurt,
and `pain beyond
any `mere words
`
says I affirm,
sense pain,
and okay,
my sincere-
empathy-
beyond-
knowing-
`
what to say.
`
I'll try clarity:
`
My Granddaughter,
and me (Pa Pa) were?
To be invited `Guest.
`
A White House Picnic:
`
It was to be`June 27th?
I may? Maybe not call?
`
The White House Chef.
They bake Great Grub.
Pastry is Wonderful.
`
P.S.
`
This isn't disrespect.
I just received `news.
We No Come. `sigh.
`
I'll convey sad`word.
We'll be `comforted.
I hope you are too.
`
This is popped-off.
I feel very sad too.
okay . . .
I No Go to picnic.
But? Look`round?
`Um sad `politicos.
a sad sneer v. a smile
I've witnessed sneers.
K- Street appear sad,
pathetic, fearful. ill,
and I thank thee chef:
`
and White House Staff?
`
and we farmers will just:
`
Smile and get over this.
`
I've been in PA all day.
It's so wild. We be okay.
Yes. Oh, depth. Feeling.
That's better than`duh,
and duh-numb`immune.
`
I best shush. I said enough.
Annabella will understand?
No Guest? Change of Plans?
`
okay . . .
`
Politico change socks with B.O..
I share soft Alpaca wool socks?
I was gonna give Michelle socks.
`
I was gonna give B.O. & M.O. ?
Two books by Robert H. Deluty.
Last year I shared two books.
`
I gave to Michelle Obama via
my son and his wife. They no?
No.
They NO Go to W.H. Picnic.
I just got this breaking`news.
I am not cranking? Ay, Sorta?
`
My Dad has beed `Remembered.
Today I Honored `Mom and Dad.
Honest . . .
I sense something`Magnificent.
I often sense that`We need that.
We know and no know. Honor.
`
cc
You help us (sentient) delve . . .
We must look inwardly deep.
But. no be morose and dwell.
`
We best shun dark . . .
Move from dark to light.
I gave Anna Nobe a book:
`
From Darkness to Light.
Right Simple - R.H.D.
Deluty writes `senyru.
Google?
`
Robert . H. Deluty
He's a `Gentleman.
He's a `Guidance.
`
Hay R.H. Deluty.
Howdy Deluty?
smile . . .
I'll stop over.
I buy two- books.
Ya cheap therapy.
`
gaud . ., .
`
I behave and go buy?
a pair of plow mules?
I've been in hay land.
`
The hay is golden.
I took a few photos.
I'll show a `racoon.
`
smile . . .
Racoon looks real.
Amish stuff`racoon.
I too weary to bury.
`
Racoon looks real.
I call racoon`Coon.
Taxidermist`Coon.
He say`Pretty `Coon.
Now `I no cuss`Coon?
My son gave me a`beer.
`
Con C.?
It's a`
`
Papst Blue Ribbon.
`
Honest? I'm calm.
I'll No`picnic?
I'll Be`happy.
`
We'll see`
`
a White House?
ay, sip honey ale?
and remain in`joy.
How wise, I think, these words. Thank you for all they bring.