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Little Penguin (10-2)

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* Continued * "I really want to find them, but I really need to think about what you have said before making up my mind," replied Tim. "Thinking about it would be a great idea," Rupert said. "Until you decide let us eat and get some sleep." The cooked fish was delicious and was welcoming to Tim's stomach. After Tim was done eating the fish, Rupert showed him to a room to sleep in. The room had two kid size beds. The room was quite messy and looked like a few kids still lived in the room. The walls were covered with pictures of mystical creatures that filled the fairy tales that his parents told him. After Rupert had left the room, Tim began to ponder on what he was told. Could this be the room of Rupert's two youngest children? Why had Rupert not cleaned up the room after they were taken away? Rupert must have loved his family so much. He must have had his heart broken when they were taken away. He was so heart broken that he co

Little Penguin (9)

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* Continued * Rupert came back into the room with cubed fish and glasses of water.  He placed a plate of fish and a glass of water next to the seat that Tim was in.  Rupert sat down and ate some fish before starting into his story. "Well lets see.  Where was I?" said Rupert.  "At first the creatures ate food that was provided by the government.  Later, the government could no longer afford to feed the creatures so they were given permission to eat a portion of the citizens that they gathered.  Due to this permission the monsters became known as Citizens Eaters. "The other day a group of penguins and Citizen Eaters came through town.  Most of us were trying to avoid interaction with the group, in fear that we could join the group on to their final destination.  There was rumor that this group was gathered because they failed to pay their taxes.  The more likely truth would be that they could not pay their taxes." "Where is their final destination?

Little Penguin (8)

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* Continued * "Word had gotten back to Swav about what my wife was teaching our kids.  He made the decision to take my kids a few days after my wife's capture, to prevent them from picking up where my wife left off,"  Rupert said. "Why would he take your kids?  What danger did they present to Swav?" asked Tim. "Ideas, ideas!" replied Rupert.  "That is what Swav is afraid of.  It is ideas that will cause people to rise up against Swav.  That is why he imprisoned all that opposed his ideas and the fear of imprisonment trained the rest.  Rounding up so many citizens would be hard to do with the normal army that the country had, so Swav had prepared a separate army to do his bidding. "He raised monsters.  They are not like any animal that we have ever known.  Their body was similar to that of the polar bears.  Their six legs looked like large serpent bodies.  Their heads held the shape of lions with tongues of serpents.  These were the

Bus Ride

Here I sit in my seat, Looking out the window is neat. So many things going past When will we stop at last? The next stop comes with a shutter And none of us mutter. Few get off, In a place not so soft. The bus lurches forward, As if it is holding a ward. The view outside is no longer new, It is causing me to be blue. I wish I could get out Before I shout. Why is it taking so long, To get where I belong? ©2014 Brady L.B. 
In this blog I am looking for input.  If you like what you read, then let me know by commenting.  If you don't like what you read, then comment.  If you have something that you would like me to write about, then let me know. I look forward to every useful comment.  Thank you for your input. Brady L.B.

Natural Spire

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Standing so tall, In this dark stall. Left alone for so long, But now seen with every song. So many are looking Without booking. I wish to hide From the tour guide. So sadly I can't move, From this groove. So I continue to show, My all from high, to low. I try to inspire, Those who admire My tall spire Because it is so dire. ©2014 Brady L.B.

Hat, Oh Hat

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Hat, oh hat Where are you at? Are you here Or are you there? I dream of you so tall On my head at the ball. Time is so short To find you is a sport. The dance is about here Without you I can't go there. Everyone is expecting you On my head so blue. Hat, oh hat Where are you at? I need you here I don't need you there. Please be found, Without you there is no sound. Oh there you are, Sitting on that telescope bar. ©2014 Brady L.B.

Little Penguin (7)

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* Continued * Tim felt really uncomfortable about what Rupert had told him so far.  What consequences was Rupert talking about?  Was his family missing because of one of the election consequences?  Would he be able to find his flock? "What do you mean that there were consequences?" asked Tim. "I will get to that in a little while.  There is still much to tell you before you will understand the consequences," Rupert replied.  "Now where was I?  Oh yes!  After the election, Swav began to push a change to cover more citizens with health insurance.  He claimed that it was a right, not a privilege, to have health insurance.  At last he was able to get it into law that health insurance was a right.  Over the next couple years, the government built the program to cover those who did not have health insurance. "Once the health insurance program was on line, more citizens lost their preexisting health insurance, than gained insurance under the new program

Sit Dog Sit

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Sit Dog Sit! Don't move one bit. With your tongue so long Here is where you belong. Without moving your head, Why would you need a bed? There is no need for sleep When you stand without a peep. Sit Dog Sit! I will be with you in a minute. Your teeth are so gray, It causes dismay. Without moving your ears, Don't hear The wind blowing so hard Around the card. Sit Dog Sit! I love you every minute. You will always be there When I need some care. ©2014 Brady L.B.

Little Penguin (6)

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* Continued * After a long bizarre silence, Rupert leaned back in his chair.  Rupert lifted his left paw in the direction of Tim.  Tim looked behind him and saw a family portrait.  The portrait contained Rupert, a mother mouse, and three kid mice. "Can you see my family portrait, there on the wall?" asked Rupert. "Yes, so where is your family?" asked Tim. "They were taken way in the middle of the night," replied Rupert.  "At the moment I am not going to go into why they were taken.  I just wanted you to know that I have had my family taken away also.  What I am going do first is to tell you why things are happening." "What do you mean that you are going to tell me why things are happening?" asked Tim. "I will tell you, all in good time.  You need to hear the whole story, so you will know what to do or how to react," said Rupert.  "The story starts several years ago.  Our country was filled with disdain for e

In the dark

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Here I stand so tall, In the dark I am having a ball. Rocks above and rocks below I might have to duck low. I hope the light stays strong Or I might go wrong. There is so much to see, Where other might not be. At times I have to crawl In places so small. To see what is in the back I might hurt my back. It is getting cold, Where the sun is not bold I will have to leave soon because it is noon. ©2014 Brady Burgener

Falling Down

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My brilliant show has ended, Seeing all happiness has descended. I begin to feel weak, As all begin to speak. They wonder what is next As they look at their index. My smoke is still rising, As evidence of my resizing. With all hope of more Leaving me no longer adored I begin to fall down To the artificial ground. ©2014 Brady Burgener

Happy 9th Anniversary!

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Happy 9th Anniversary! We have stayed together through joy and pain. We have arrived at the beginning of our tenth year. For every year I would like to give you something. 1st year (Paper) For our first year I give you this paper to remember the nine years. 2nd year (Cotton) For our second year I give you a big hug full of cotton. With all my heart I love you and wish to be with you. 3rd year (Leather) In the 3rd year you were the sheriff of my love. With all sheriffs there is always a leather jacket to hang your sheriff’s star on. 4th year (Fruit or Flowers) In the fourth year I provide you with at least 4 low maintenance flowers. They will provide you years of beauty. 5th year (Wood) With all things, we will want to remember the past. To hold those memories I have provided a wood frame. 6th year (Candy or Iron) There are many sweet moments in life. I give you these sweets, so we can share sweet times together. 7th year (Wool or Copper)

Bouncing boy

I don't know but I have been told Johann is very bold. If he comes tonight Tomorrow won't be bright Sound off One two Sound off Three four He is here And then he's there. He will not be found When he's bound. Here comes a car so fast He will crash at last. ©2014 Brady Burgener

Chocolate! Chocolate!

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Chocolate is so delicious Give it to me, I will be gracious. In any form I will take, Even in the form of cake. The more I receive, You better believe, I will eat it faster Because I am a chocolate monster. It does not matter, If on my face it plasters. I can get that last, After what is on the plate is in the past. ©2014 Brady Burgener

Under the Sea (Finished)

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Under the sea where the world is so much clearer.  One of my goals this year is to post images once a month of completed art that I am making. The above image is a completed piece. Liberty is the title of the first blog posting for this goal. ©2014 Brady Burgener

Smile

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As I sleep so soundly,  I dream of it proudly. I am so young, That I want you to sing along. To my heart, I want to be smart. I will sneak around And you will be found. No one is as smart as I, Even when they toss the die. So I lay here so kindly, It will be so timely. No one would think to mess with me. They will let me be. They would never make me smile, When I am not filled with guile. ©2014 Brady Burgener

Little Penguin (5)

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* Continued * Tim arrived at the small town after it was dark.  Most of the buildings' lights were out and it was hard to see anything in the road ways.  As he was going through the town he came to a house with its lights on. Tim went up to the front door and knocked.  He waited in hopes that the owners would hearken to the knocks and let him in for the night.  He could hear someone moving inside the house.  The door opened slowly and before Tim was an old mouse. "What do you want?" asked the old mouse. "I was wondering if you could help me.  My flock has left me and I am trying to catch up.  I was wondering if you had seen them and if I could stay here tonight?" said Tim. "What is your name, little penguin?" "I am Tim.  What is your name?" "I am Rupert," replied the old mouse.  Rupert twisted as he considered the little penguin's story.  "How about you come in and tell me your story and we will determine wh

Little Penguin (4)

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* Continued * Just as Tim's feet hit the ice next to the break in the ice, the ice shuttered from a big mass hitting the ice.  The shuttering caused Tim to lose his balance and he fell to the ice.  A sense of relief washed over Tim. The killer whale apparently thought he could still get Tim by hitting into the ice.  To Tim's luck the ice was too thick for the killer whale to break through.  Tim scooted away from the hole in the ice several feet before he felt safe to get back on his feet. Once Tim was on his feet, he shook off the terrified feeling that he had felt being chased by the killer whale.  After the feeling of danger had died down, he remembered that he needed to get back on the trail of his flock. On the way back to the tracks a strong breeze came across his face.  At last he was back to the tracks.  Fear rushed over Tim again as he realized that the tracks were being washed away by the strong breeze.  He quickly started in the direction of the tracks.  As

Train Track

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Here we go down the track,  Speeding by all green and black. Looking for the final place, Where we can find some space. Clickity clack is what we hear, To tell us we are about there. Looking out the window, In hopes of finding a rainbow, Of the hopes we do seek. Instead all is bleak, With the rain falling I might start bawling. ©2014 Brady Burgener

Little Penguin (3)

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* Continued * Tim waddled over to the edge of the ice and looked down into the deep blue liquid.  Thoughts of eating all he could ran through his head.  He gently leaned forward and slid into the water. A slightly cooling sensation surrounded him as the water engulfed his body.  When his body adjusted to the new environment he began to search for food.  He looked off in all directions and could not see anything to fill his belly.  He swam deeper and deeper in search of food. He finally came along a school of small animals that he found appetizing.  He raced after them and ate as many as he could.  At last his belly felt full.  He started his ascent when he saw a shadow above him.  At first he could not tell what it was, but then he realized that it was one of the greatest dangers in the sea, the killer whale.  He did not know if the killer whale had taken notice of him yet, but he did not want to take any chances.  He held still and watched until the killer whale had swum by a

Face on the Wall

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Face on the wall oh how small. You smile is full as if you are cool. What makes you smile without any guile. Would you frown if you were down. Oh how I wish I had your smile. to take me a mile. Atlas it can not happen cause work keeps sapping. ©2014 Brady Burgener

Little Penguin (2)

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* Continued * Tim had been traveling for a while and he was becoming hungry.  He began to look around for a place where he could go into the water and find food to eat.  As he was looking around, he noticed something new in the snow in front of him.  He decided to wait to eat until after he saw what the object was in the path before him.  As he went along the object got bigger and bigger until he could make out what the item was.  It was a foot with a pool of blood soaked into the snow around it.  Outside the foot and blood there were only the tracks left by the flock that he was following. The sight of the foot was haunting and caused him to lose his appetite.  Tim continued to go down the path that his flock had taken.  As he went he tried to remove the image of the foot from his mind.  He did this by thinking of his family and the other young penguins that he would play with.  He remembered the games that they would play and the girl that he liked.  Her name was Cindy, but sh

Dominoes Tower

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Here I stand so tall. So many in me are small.  We all work together Without a feather. I house some important things, That the market brings. They pull along a track, More than a Mack. Even though I may be strong. Sometimes I do not belong. With one pull in the end, I will descend. ©2014 Brady Burgener

Little Penguin

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Bathed in a black coat and white shirt, Tim lay asleep in the nest.  A cold breeze wafted over Tim and caused him to stir. He finally woke up from the cold.  Where were his parents to keep him warm?  He looked around and all that he could see was snow and ice.  What happened to the flock?  Tim rolled onto his feet and looked around.  The snow showed signs of the flock rushing off in one direction.  There were signs of other animals in the tracks. Tim wondered, “Why did they leave him?” He had to find out what happened.  He started down the path that the flock had taken.  He waddled back and forth as fast as he could. * To Be Continued * ©2014 Brady Burgener

Bad Movies

In today's world we spend a lot of time being entertained.  One way we entertain ourselves is watching movies.  Some of the movies are good and other are so bad.  Have you ever caught yourself watching a movie that you can not stop watching because it is so bad that you cannot look away?  After such movies I spend some time wondering why I watched the movie at all.  It comes down to waisted time waiting for the movie to have some redeeming quality.

Tower

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Here I stand so tall.  All I can think of is not to fall.  But evetually it will happen.  It was what I was built for.  I will fall. ©2014 Brady Burgener

Bus Ride

Have you ever noticed that when you take a bus it will take at least 50% more time to get to your final destination vs. driving yourself.  This would be fine but over time it really adds up.  For example, if it would take you one hour to drive to work, if you take the bus it takes one and a half hours.  In other words an extra hour of travel time a day. 1 hr/day * 5 days/week =5 hr/week of extra travel time. 5 hr/week * 52 weeks/year = 260 hr/year or 10.8 days/year of extra travel time. I am personally sad to loose that time from my life.

Under the Sea

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Under the sea where the world is so much clearer.  One of my goals this year is to post images once a month of completed art that I am making.  The above image is an incomplete piece.  Liberty is the title of the first blog posting for this goal. ©2014 Brady Burgener

Let it snow

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©2014 Brady Burgener

Liberty

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Those for Liberty will speak Freedom and Justice. ©2014 Brady Burgener

Snow

Cold. I gently glides down to the ground.  The gust of wind blows me through the air.  At times I rise higher in the air and then I am thrust down.  At last the ground is getting closer.  The wind goes silent and I continue my journey gliding to the ground.  At last I reach my destination.  Joy fills me as I join my unique family. ©2014 Brady Burgener