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Tuesdays

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Tuesdays!
Tuesdays are no different from Monday…They are in fact Monday holding on in disguise
Then there’s Wednesday, mid-week….She makes you feel good like you are almost there
Except there’s still Thursday…dragging like a whore’s cigarette smoke…
But Friday makes it all better…if you are lucky…its pay day play day
But somehow Saturday is always only a few hours…five at the most….
For Sunday fun day soon comes and goes like lightning speed…
And in no time, Monday is back on the horizon…Holding on for too long
Two days in a row…Disguising its second attempt as Tuesday.

12/17/14 2:59pm
© Boomiebol2014

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Poets

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Poets& writers of poems are innocent to behold
Imagination swirling and painting rainbows
In their flustered minds

Words are more than alphabets conjoined from preschool
Syllables more than breaks and form
Love is most definitely more than a four letter word
Do not get them started on hate
Their thoughts often deep and with intent

Don’t be fooled however by their canvas of words 
Spilling butterflies cocoa socks& silver lines
On a clear summer noon

Innocence is far from their flustered creative minds


*Post 500 :)* Have a wonderful week friends, God bless*

Le Clown’s Blogroll Contest, My Shameless Plug(s)

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I try not to post more than once a day except of course on Sundays when I am sharing my “it’s all in my head” dirty mindedness poems…those are so good aren’t they? I digress…

Anyhow, yesterday his royal highness, the king of all two Canadian clowns- Le Clown did this post on his blog. He is looking for 6 more blogs to fill his awesome blog roll, but you must make a case for yourself. (If you are wondering why I want to be on his blog roll, well wonder no more…I have never been the cool kid, and I fear this might be my last chance…plus me love Le Clown long time…) but again I digress.

I stated my case to Le Clown as these- 1. how many bloggers have my unique and well crafted name? 2. how many Africans read his blog 3. I was never cool as a child…help I am desperate to be cool… 4. I never won anything until recently, many thanks to Ricardo but what do you know Le Clown was not swayed (who knew French Canadian clowns could be such independents). I even thought about telling him that his aunt Sandee is my friend, and I bought and shamelessly plugged her witty clever book- Mean-Spirited Tales on my blog…but alas I didn’t want to seem to desperate…(Little too late!)

However being the good guy that the human behind Le Clown, Eric is, he suggested I shared a poem, since Le Clown actually liked reading my poems…(yay!!!! followed by the voices of the African Children Choir…then applauses). So knowing I had no mind of my own, I posted a never before read by any human or wildcat poem, appropriately titled “Wildcat” in his comment…here is an excerpt

I know of a girl
Gentle and kind
Meeker than a lamb
Soft spoken(ly) sweet
A girl of mild manners
And great virtues…”

And because my need for attention knows no end (like my face book page- lose or gain 5 pounds, the choice is yours), I decided that an ode to Le Clown was more appropriate…bet you are thinking, “wow, Boomie is brilliant” yes, I know, I almost graduated college. (I am usually not so cocky…it’s Le Clown’s fault.)

I wrote an ode to Le Clown, a poem like no other, and what do you know…following the rules of this blog roll contest to like the most original comments, I got 4 likes, many thanks to the only Madame I know- Mme. Weebles…then Brigitte who has never read my blog liked…am I good or what, people? My fellow victim of left eye wacks by toddlers, Daddyranman showed loved too, as did my dear friend, who I am hoping will guest post a poem he wrote on my comment section, the amazing poet asoulwalker gave me 2 likes…that guy deserves to be president I tell you. (Can I kiss ass or what…years of practice I tell you).

Ok, so maybe I just started following asoulwalker‘s blog and I can’t call him a dear friend, but anyone who can leave a poem like that in my comment section has to be a lyrical genius or gangsta.

Here is the Ode to his royal clowness, Le Clown :

An ode to Le Clown
Oh! Le Clown
Most magnificent clown
In all of Canada’s town
Speaking English and French in the same sentence

Majestic creator of a clown on fire
Husband of one fine Ringmistress
Great clown dad of The Whispering Petunia
And Tiny Geek, formerly Lord Evil poppy

Supporter and advocate of Walsh skate school

Oh! Le Clown
First French Canadian clown ever
To grace the cover of Time magazine
While boldly breast feeding his sock monkey
No clown dead or alive can compare
Not even any of Madame Weebles hot dead men

Your eyes spitting fire
With the magic tricks your blog performs
Funny witty
Brilliant and comical

Le nephew of dear Aunt Sandee
Lover of star wars and all things geeky
No other clown can compare

For none have the sensitive heart of Eric
The gentleman and kind human
Behind Le Clown’s brilliance

Oh Le Clown
What more can I do
To be on your blogroll

8/28/12 13:19pm

So this morning after praying and fasting that I would get on the blog roll, what do you know Le Clown did a new post asking that we publish a post about the contest on our blogs…he also made a list of the votes thus far, and I have only 4 compared to some blogger who shall remain unlinked had 17 (can you hear my heart breaking from across the pond?). So here is the post Le Clown, are you happy now? I have successfully shared my dwindling 15 minutes of fame with you…I am now left with 9.5 minutes ticking fast… Adam, I might need you to spread your Wednesday wackiness on a certain clown’s blog.

Dear readers, please go and state my case on his blog, Luke use that oh so fine dialect from your last story series…I never ask for anything right except that one time I asked you to vote for Nicole…please do till Sept. 15th…PLEASE! I would mention your name, when I finally become famous in my father’s village, I promise. Ask Nifti, and Lily they were just made famous in my house.

Also make sure you comment with a lot of emoticons on Le Clown’s blog, he detests them but what other way can I get my message across than to irritate him :). Between my twinnie, Cestone, Kyle (whom I suspect Le Clown really likes), Soma (who I am going to ask to do some Hindu chants on Le Clown if I don’t get on his blog roll), and Len who will pray the chants away…I just might get on this high and mighty blog roll…Marian stop by too, you’ve been one of my longest readers…and you, yes you Steve and Jack’s buddy stop by too.

Bet you didn’t know that Boomie girl had a lot of crazy in her…well neither did I. Guess my therapist is right…there must be two people in me, she said because my name is too damn long to belong to just one girl :).

Come back tomorrow…I wouldn’t be this desperate!

DISCLAIMER: This is all in pure fun! Please note; no therapists, animals, madmen, desperate housewives, vampires, true blood fans (Susan), werewolves, politicians, Canadians, Africans, Nickelback fans, Americans or any other creatures were hurt in the writing of this post…The same cannot be said for Boomie and her already fragile ego and reputation. Le Clown, we are never getting freshly pressed now!

I Want To Write A Poem

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I want to write a poem…

A poem that would lull infants
To sweet dreams slumber
Gently kissing their sweet heads

A poem that would refresh
A weary and heavy soul
Like ice cold water
In a dry and desert land

I want to write a poem
That would make the sad
Laugh
Laugh hard
And laugh loud
Tummy aching
On every side

I want to write a poem
One of love and joy
Love once lost
Now found
Joy unleashed
Hand in hand
New and reunited lovers
Together now walk

I want to write a poem
A poem that unifies
Bringing all walks of life
From every corner of the world
Together
Hate not welcome
Love and acceptance
Tolerance and compassion
All fully embraced

I want to write a poem
That opens the eyes of the world
To the beauty around them
Birds that sings
Rivers that flow
Snow that falls on
Mountain peaks from high

I want to write a poem
A poem that appeals to human nature
Leaves a lasting impact
And makes you glad
It came across your mind

I want to write a poem
One that makes you smile
And warms your heart
Real tight

I want to write a poem…

Mel’s Hole- Guest Blog

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Sorry, folks. Boomie isn’t back from vacation yet, so you’re stuck with me for a bit. “Who is this weirdo?” you may be asking yourself. I’m just an average guy who has been blessed with an overactive imagination.

My name is Adam. I write (mostly) horror stories. “So what are you doing here?” you’re probably saying. To be honest, I have no idea. When I agreed to this undertaking I must have been tired and delirious. Who do I think I am that you people would care about what I have to say? The truth is Boomie has thrown me under the bus as a sacrificial body. She’s mad I tell you, completely off her rocker! She probably should have gone with a virgin. All of my sources say they make good sacrifices. Untainted blood and whatnot. I begged and pleaded to not have to do this, but she wouldn’t listen. She grabbed me by the shoulders and just tossed me under that speeding double decker with no regard for my well-being. I stood no chance. She caught me off guard.
Who am I kidding? We all know she wouldn’t do that. Thanks for the opportunity to spew my words on your blog, Boomie.

Now on to the business at hand. Our topic of discussion today will be aardvarks. Yes, aardvarks. What’s that? You don’t care about aardvarks? Ok, fine. I won’t rant about aardvarks and the high probability that they have super powers. Yes, super powers, but you don’t want to talk about that so I’ll pick something else. Are you happy? I had this whole post on aardvarks ready to go, but I guess I’ll just have to wing it and talk about something else since you don’t want to hear about aardvarks.

You’re sure you don’t want to hear about aardvarks? Fine, fine. Something else it is. Considering I’m a writer of the horror variety and lover of all things strange, it should probably be something paranormal. How about we talk about a little known place in Manastash Ridge, Washington? The place goes by the name of “Mel’s Hole”. Grow up; it’s not that kind of hole. Get your mind out of the gutter.

Mel’s Hole is your standard, basic hole in the ground. “What’s so weird about that?” you’re probably asking yourself. Lucky for you, I know the answer. Mel’s Hole is purported to be bottomless and also capable of some seriously strange things. Did I forget to mention that?

First a little back story. The nine foot wide hole was a dump site located on the former property of a man named Mel Waters near Ellensburg, Washington. Nobody seems to know where this hole leads and nobody knows how deep it truly goes.
Mr. Waters has since moved, but the hole remains, if it actually exists. He claims to have sunk fifteen miles (yes, I said fifteen miles!) of fishing line into the hole and still didn’t find the bottom. That’s one seriously deep hole! Of course, it’s hard to believe anything he says after the next farfetched claim.

He claims a neighbor of his threw a dead dog into the pit, only for the dog to return, alive, out of the nearby woods. Sounds like he may have been in to some serious drugs, doesn’t it? Either that or that hole breaks some serious laws of the universe. Our scientists are going to be disappointed when they hear this depressing news. If that were truly the case, wouldn’t the entire world know about the place capable of bringing the dead back to life? Do I smell a zombie movie being born from this place?

Wait, there’s a bit more weird to go around. Some people are saying that this hole in the ground is actually a tunnel and gives credence to the “Hollow Earth” theory first proposed by Edmond Hailey, as in Haley’s comet. The theory is completely bogus in its own regard, but if you aren’t familiar with it, it’s basically broken into two subsets. The first of which is that the earth is entirely hollow. The second subset is that there is another world below the Earth’s crust. The second theory is the basis behind books like A Journey to the Center of the Earth by Jules Verne.

Personally, I think Mel’s Hole is nothing more than a hoax by a man trying to make a buck, but I never met the guy, so I could be wrong. It’s been known to happen on occasion, me being wrong, not bottomless pits being real. That’s something I’d have to see to believe.

Even though I don’t believe it, it’s certainly fun to entertain the possibility of the whole notion.
That’s all the time I have, folks. Boomie is shaking her head in regret for letting me take hold of her microphone and vomit my words all over her crowd.

As a local radio DJ around here says every time he signs off: “Keep it in your sneaker.”

*Adam Ickes is a writer of mostly horror. He is fascinated by things that go bump in the night and creatures that shouldn’t exist. His collection of thirteen short stories, Fright Night, written under the pen name Brandon Scott, is available on Amazon for 99 cents. Currently, he is working on two novellas and a novel, all in various stages of completion. Visit him at adamickes.wordpress.com.*

In Other News…

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Hello Everyone :). Hope you are doing great? Hope the sun is shining where you are, and if you want rain…well here’s hoping it rains!

I don’t know where I am going with this post, but I figured if I start with a greeting and buttered you all up a bit, you wouldn’t mind my ramblings. I still don’t know why you guys keep coming back to read my posts, but somehow you do and I am extremely grateful. I know I have said it one too many times, but my mom always said “you can never be too grateful” OK, no she didn’t but I think you can never be too grateful.

I have been told that I might be going on vacation soon…yay me! I am stoked…vacation with twin toddlers in another country. Best time ever!!! NOT   I was hoping for blue beaches, plenty sand and mucho drinks…but time with the family is priceless right? Don’t hold your breath for a response.

I want to go to here- Image courtesy of http://www.google.com

Anyhow, the vacation is not for another week or so, but this blog is my baby…the one I didn’t get strecth marks over and so the least I can do in return is to not leave it hanging whilst I am roaming the streets of another country aimlessly having fun. I figured it would be inappropriate to be responding to blogs and checking emails, when we are supposed to be spending time as a family. I have been known to very inappropriate on vacations…but that’s a blog post for another day.

Me after 2 hours on a one week vacation with the twins. Image courtesy of http://www.google.com

So my brilliant being came up with an idea…why not ask the 5 or so followers I have gained over the past months,  if they want to guest blog on my blog (does that make sense? probably not). I was going to send an email to a few people but I had a hard time thinking of anyone  I was afraid people might turn me down…I would turn me down. I am not Le Clown, Rich or Susie Lindau with a million followers, I am not funny, and I will never be freshly pressed…

Will never happen

I also cannnot pay you in anyway…I could promise souvenirs from wherever I am going but…if you have heard the news lately…the dollar is well…finish it yourself…however I can almost  guarantee that between my younger sister and 5 of her good friends you can get 20 10 extra views on your own blog…and if that is not good enough…check this out; I can assure you that when finally VH1 decides to cast and feature me in the Broke Housewives of Chicago Suburbs, I will give you and your blog a notable mention, even invite you over when the other broke baby mamas and I decide to go on vacation (my dream of going on a beach vacation might finally come true). Who’s winning now, Charlie Sheen? You know I came up with the name for this soon to be award winning VH1 show all by myself…and to think my professors thought I was a dummy…VH1 holler at me :). I can guarantee you African viewers!!!

Picture me and some other random broke women-Image courtesy of http://www.google.com

So there you have it…I told you I didn’t know where I was going with this post, so I am sorry you just had to read all this nonsense…but remember I have posted a few reasonble things in the past…don’t believe me, well…I don’t know what else to tell you.

If you are interested in being a guest writer on my humble blog- please email me – boomiebol@yahoo.com. Unless of course you want me to reblog my old posts…and trust me you do not want that. There is a reason why those posts didn’t get any attention…TERRIBLE!!!

And please don’t make me beg :)!!! (Picture me batting my eyes like a sicko sweet doll). I have 2 people in mind already…I haven’t asked them but they can’t refuse. I know where they live and have something on them…not telling LOL!!!

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