Dear Robert, I am glad the sending of poems was a happy surprise. And I just found one by the same author the he made just for you:
WEATHER FORECAST - Poem by Toon Tellegen Tomorrow we will see unsettled and unusual weather. Instead of the sun rising at 05:24, a dog will rise, a fiery red dog that will climb up through the sky, wearing an iron chain round its neck, and it will growl at the clouds that will hastily make room for him. At 13:37 he will be at the zenith and bark, he'll bend forward and chase everyone inside with his furious scowl. ‘The dog is shining! The dog is shining!' everyone will whisper, but the dog won't shine, the dog will yank at his chain and bare his teeth. Late in the afternoon he will descend to the horizon and howl. Everyone will emerge again, sit down on their benches outside their houses and say: ‘O dog, why are you howling . . . ' People will want to pat him and console him or give him something to eat. But no one will be able to reach him and everyone will close their eyes and let the howling wash over them. At 21:51 the dog will go down and never return. The day after tomorrow the sun will shine again, that big, round, dazzling thing that everyone knows, the most ordinary thing in the whole cosmos, that had already existed for billions of years before there was any mention of a sky or a firmament, and that does nothing but rise, set and shine. It will be a pleasant day. But should you wonder, the day after tomorrow, why you're so sad, it will be because you miss the dog, the dog that will appear in the sky tomorrow.
Hey Donnie, This pink haired chic needs you to send me your address. I told ya what was supposed to get for that B.S. It is kinda sorta a better deal than I thought. I kept all your letters I just need to find them. I will explain more via snail mail.
I am a little confused as to how or why we lost contact. I'm not sure if you lost my address or if you have lost interest, so I am reaching out to you in hopes that I can hear from you again. I feel like I have done this before, so if I do not hear back from you this time I will politely back off.
Thanks for writing! I worked on the transcription for your post. Thank you for the information about the documentaries. Also, being that I work in the medical field, please be careful of the papers you send in. It has your personal medical information on it and that is no one's business but your own. Just a heads up. I really enjoyed your blog and look forward to more writings from you.
A day don't go by and i not think of you.... Its hard to reach out cause of the pain....i hope and pray you are maintaining and doing well ..so much has happen in my life.. I miss you and you may not think i do...but i do ..the one and only ... CAT
Hi WG: I don't know what this post means. who you are addressing. great glossary though. I hope you liked your quarterly. I fb Travis almost daily. having fun. He sez your last few letters you is a happy. good to hear. I wished Destiny would write you. Any mail is better then no mail. Life is very busy here. Much to tell you. Just need to make the time. My roofed is leaking over all our papers in office. I had to move away from big desk. ugh. no fun. Been very heavy rain these days. Finally got the mower out yesterday in between storms. Weed whacking etc. I always wished you were here. So much you could do to help us expand at the 4th Dynamic Humanitarian programs. tons of volunteers needed. Travis's sister got a new aluminum goat yesterday. He is studying boat rules. looks like tons of enjoyment fishing and being in the enviornment. He seems quite tranquil. I sent him some Chaga mushroom tea. He sez it taste just fine. watches the hummingbirds every morning and drinks his morning Chaga or coffee. enjoying several cups daily. Wished I could send you some. seems many of the inmates that write me are artists and writers. written books. one is writing sermons.Did you ever get the new material RJ sent to your facility? 14 July 2019 4:26 pm. sorry about your phone call. I figured you were letting me know the package arrived from Walkenhorst. no money on acct. plus GTL did not come up on caller ID did not know it was you. sorry about clocks. not allowed in your facility. xo xo
RSS
I am glad the sending of poems was a happy surprise. And I just found one by the same author the he made just for you:
WEATHER FORECAST - Poem by Toon Tellegen
Tomorrow we will see unsettled and unusual weather.
Instead of the sun rising at 05:24, a dog will rise,
a fiery red dog that will climb up through the sky,
wearing an iron chain round its neck,
and it will growl at the clouds
that will hastily make room for him.
At 13:37 he will be at the zenith and bark,
he'll bend forward and chase everyone inside
with his furious scowl.
‘The dog is shining! The dog is shining!' everyone will whisper,
but the dog won't shine, the dog will yank at his chain
and bare his teeth.
Late in the afternoon he will descend to the horizon and howl.
Everyone will emerge again,
sit down on their benches outside their houses and say:
‘O dog, why are you howling . . . '
People will want to pat him and console him
or give him something to eat.
But no one will be able to reach him
and everyone will close their eyes and let the howling
wash over them.
At 21:51 the dog will go down and never return.
The day after tomorrow the sun will shine again,
that big, round, dazzling thing that everyone knows,
the most ordinary thing in the whole cosmos,
that had already existed for billions of years before there was any mention
of a sky or a firmament,
and that does nothing but rise, set and shine.
It will be a pleasant day.
But should you wonder, the day after tomorrow, why you're so sad,
it will be because you miss the dog,
the dog that will appear in the sky tomorrow.
Warm greetings,
Julia
This pink haired chic needs you to send me your address.
I told ya what was supposed to get for that B.S. It is kinda sorta a better deal than I thought. I kept all your letters I just need to find them. I will explain more via snail mail.
Have it good
~Pinky
I am a little confused as to how or why we lost contact. I'm not sure if you lost my address or if you have lost interest, so I am reaching out to you in hopes that I can hear from you again. I feel like I have done this before, so if I do not hear back from you this time I will politely back off.
Jessica
Thank you for the information about the documentaries.
Also, being that I work in the medical field, please be careful of the papers you send in. It has your personal medical information on it and that is no one's business but your own. Just a heads up.
I really enjoyed your blog and look forward to more writings from you.
CAT
I don't know what this post means. who you are addressing. great glossary though.
I hope you liked your quarterly. I fb Travis almost daily. having fun. He sez your last few letters you is a happy. good to hear. I wished Destiny would write you. Any mail is better then no mail. Life is very busy here. Much to tell you. Just need to make the time. My roofed is leaking over all our papers in office. I had to move away from big desk. ugh. no fun. Been very heavy rain these days. Finally got the mower out yesterday in between storms. Weed whacking etc. I always wished you were here. So much you could do to help us expand at the 4th Dynamic Humanitarian programs. tons of volunteers needed. Travis's sister got a new aluminum goat yesterday. He is studying boat rules. looks like tons of enjoyment fishing and being in the enviornment. He seems quite tranquil. I sent him some Chaga mushroom tea. He sez it taste just fine. watches the hummingbirds every morning and drinks his morning Chaga or coffee. enjoying several cups daily. Wished I could send you some. seems many of the inmates that write me are artists and writers. written books. one is writing sermons.Did you ever get the new material RJ sent to your facility? 14 July 2019 4:26 pm. sorry about your phone call. I figured you were letting me know the package arrived from Walkenhorst. no money on acct. plus GTL did not come up on caller ID did not know it was you. sorry about clocks. not allowed in your facility. xo xo