Kenneth Madden

O Captain! my Captain!

O Captain! my Captain!
Walt Whitman

O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weathered every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:

But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.

O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills;
For you bouquets and ribboned wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding;
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;

Here Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head;
It is some dream that on the deck,

You’ve fallen cold and dead.

My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still;
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will;
The ship is anchored safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;
From fearful trip, the victor ship, comes in with object won;

Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells!
But I, with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,

Fallen cold and dead.


me said:

why this poem?

10:57 pm June 1, 2011 | Link
Kenneth said:

why not?

8:15 am June 2, 2011 | Link
Kenneth said:

in Just-

by: e.e. cummings (1894-1962)

N Just-
spring when the world is mud-
luscious the little
lame baloonman

whistles far and wee

and eddieandbill come
running from marbles and
piracies and it’s

when the world is puddle-wonderful

the queer
old baloonman whistles
far and wee
and bettyandisbel come dancing

from hop-scotch and jump-rope and



baloonMan whistles

8:43 am June 2, 2011 | Link
me said:

lalalala…na na na…oo.hoo..hooo..

9:30 am June 2, 2011 | Link
me said:

And, by the way…:


She’s all love loving often
the tame lame awaits Me
said Eyes do the talking
Dear love, love all- ways
And If we all know
Maybe now we be
All the ways rays and Races
But May- bees your allies

9:54 am June 2, 2011 | Link
kenneth said:

I like that one

The need to know why comes directly out of a sense of feeling separate. Life is already is own reason, life is already it’s own meaning, it doesn’t need any meaning. Sometimes I post things just caus I like them. The lifeinfreefall website will be a clearer message in that it will be soley concerned with the communication of an uncompromising non dual message.
It’s a beautiful day here!

9:43 am June 3, 2011 | Link
me said:

I actually like the combination of the pics, non-duality texts and nonsensical.

Poem was written by: Miss B.I.G Nonsense…… a fatastic completely absurd writer I’d say… ;-)

9:58 pm June 5, 2011 | Link

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