fountain_of_youth mayor sitting at my computer all day, slowly rotting away. Shall I live for another day? feel my face witherd and wrinkled. feard the end, death, the cold. fought my way over to the shinning creek. sipped it sweet water. I felt again relieved. felt my skin smooth and young.... felt that my poem is soon to be done. 030419 ... megan do not fear death, only the unlived life... 030420 ... niska i have a friend that loves fountain pop. it reminds him of his youth. i love that he calls soda 'pop'. 030421 ... god giant spiders of SHAME! 030422 ... dafremen Fountain of Youth (Eileen's Song) R. Dafremen Eileen's not very old though some 80 years have come and gone for her, y'know a good heart and a gentle soul have left her always trying to find the middle ground. When she wakes up in the early morn though the pain is bad she gets gettin' on because she says "You can't lay around all day, honey if you wanna stay as fit as a fiddle." And just behind her memories are the tender thoughts and the dearest dreams of a little child with a smile sure to please and she's alive and well and kickin' in Eileen She's a living vessel for the Fountain of Youth She'll have 'em dancin' down the aisles of heaven Eileen tells all her friends "Remember, life is just a party and it never ends, but then again Don't blame the good Lord for your troubles Raise your glass but don't you empty the bottle." "Keep it simple and don't be mean" that's just the kind of advice you might expect from Eileen "And have a sense of humor anyway so you'll be laughin with a passion 'til your dyin day." Now you might be wondering why you should heed the sort of simple observations tossed about by Eileen, well see 80 years of life are twice as good as gold if you can live 'em like the dickens without getting old And all around her memories the world has slowly gotten colder that don't faze Eileen Cuz she's got her mind on more important things like being part of the solution and not of the disease She's a living vessel vessel for the Fountain of Youth Eileen Eileen A living vessel for the Fountain of Youth She'll have 'em dancin' down the aisles of heaven, yea She'll keep 'em dancin' down the aisles of heaven. 100415 ... daf Eileen died yesterday at 2 in the morning. I'd put off seeing her for about 3 weeks..(I don't deal well with losing important people in my life)..but decided that I would never forgive myself if I didn't see her before she passed. So slugged down a couple of beers to numb the ghosts of my complex and got in the car to go see her. Now you might not believe in miracles, and that's fine. But I do..for I've seen more than my fair share of them. They rarely if ever appear in the form of a bolt of lightning or a shaft of light or a Jesus cameo on a piece of toast. Usually they come out sounding like: "That was soooo lucky." Well I experienced a minor miracle that day as I drove along. What I didn't know was that the tags on the car I was driving had expired 5 days before. I DID know that I had an unpaid ticket (an offhand protest directed at the bullshit charges levelled.) I didn't know that this state had issued me an interim license number and then promptly suspended it for nonpayment. So there I was, two beers down my gullet, a suspended license and expired tags on a car that was not in my name. Was it inevitable that a State Trooper would pull me over on my way to her house? I suppose it was..since that's the way it went down. 3 squad cars later and I'm performing a field sobriety test which I passed with no problem. Then came the breathalyser. Fingers crossed, I passed that too. But the tags were still expired, and although my out-of-state license was still good, my status as a driver in this state was: suspended. I waited for the officer to cuff me and tow the car. It didn't happen. Instead, she came back, handed me my license and registration and told me she was going to let me go this time. (Informing me that I needed to get the car off the road and take care of that ticket.) I drove the car back to the house and grabbed my truck. Called Eileen's house again and headed out. I got to see her. We talked (as much as she was capable of talking through the pain, the drugs and the tubes.) She even cracked a smile or two at some of the things we talked about. I left at 8:30 that night. She died 5 hours later. She was a beautiful, beautiful person..and I will NEVER forget her. 100415 ... i wish i was this is beautiful. her light shines on. 100415 ... dafremen Death is the Fountain of Youth. Life is a carnival celebrating our good fortune to be alive again. Our journey always begins and always ends, at the Fountain; always through death and onto the next celebration. 120606 what's it to you? who go blather from