Magical Things on Earth or Sky

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The LHC mission and other magical adventures are here, in ‘Norm’:

http://www.toequest.com/forum/the-ma...87-norm-6.html

more here, 'The Gathering’

http://www.toequest.com/forum/the-ma...thering-2.html

and here, ‘Hoverflighting’

http://www.toequest.com/forum/the-ma...flighting.html

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The beginning of Magic Dragon's tales…

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One evening I went for a stroll in the woods,
a stroll, just a walk, a tender hike with some goods,
when I saw, just a sight, right in front of my eyes,
a tall beautiful girl, softly speaks as she tries,
to calm down an agitated flying, black ravenous banter,
a chattering, verbally screeching, hexing crow ranter.
I tried to speak, to say something colorful,
but my tongue was caught overwhelmed motor- mouthful,
so I stood, not a sound, not a whisper or glimmer,
not a soft tiny whimper, not a speckle of shimmer,
of life did I show, as she softly, wonderfully smile,
raven simmered down to rest for a while.
Then she moved her long dark hair back curled,
and the bird jumped on her shoulder whirled,
And looked right at me, as a raven would,
And said,"Two's mostly company, and three's not so good."
I just stood there breathing, gasping for thought,
As she turned, and finally saw me, smiled and winked hot,
They left me alone in the dark wood trees,
deep in thought in my stroll through thickets and leaves...

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My wife and I have a farm in the hills,
above the north oceans salty mist fills,
the cool western air breezing through trees,
tall pine and oak and elm shimmering leaves.

Today is tomatoes to harvest and jar,
preserving red freshest by far,
salt air sweetness in rich dark soil,
compost weekly enriching worms coil,
into deep moist earth breathes into roots,
come tiny leaves of vine small branches shoots,
onto fencing supports the green redding fruit,
for us to pick in straw hat and farmers suit.

She sits on our bench and takes a moment,
to stir in thought of some lighter embarkment,
to rest in her warm happiness enthused delight,
to be farming, away from a more fanciful excite.
She suddenly turns to me, with bright smile,
"Come on, lets pick some more, for a while,''
"Sure." I said, with a deep, happy grin,
For our lives were set forever in win.

Tp

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The DIA operatives had been listening to the General’s rapt descriptions of the prelude to his major adventures that led him to become their commander and GrandMaster.

They had reconvened in Niihau, Hawaii, his home office that he'd often left so as to be active in the field, the place where he was meant to operate from—that much high tech now allowed. They could hardly believe their eyes when they saw the place. No one was in a rush to hear all, for they ever listened and savored the details as they slowly but grandly came forth via this nearly lost art of story telling.

They were not impatient, and could wait, but they could feel that some things writ large were coming, that secret stuff behind the scenes that never happened, being just beyond the horizon of the recent and ever building stories by this lone General GrandMaster of the Ninja Empire that protected the world’s innocents as best they could with their deep determination and ever-present goodness.

On Niihau

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On Niihau, the Forbidden Island

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The General, alias Rascal, Magic Dragon and GrandMaster unveiled more tales, narratives, anecdotes, reports, accounts and sagas.

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So you see, my friends, that everything doesn’t always work out exactly so great, but here’s one that did:

…dark.

[timeparticle]

I made it back to my beach,
to my solitude cleans with each
of my family and friends,
to soak salty air laughter blends,
into late afternoon western sky,
playing on warm sandy mounds high,
care free, my work is done,
may I rest now in breezing sun.

I was away on a journey of time,
in dark suffering world of endless crime,
and debt owed to my family now paid,
where certain justice overdue made,
and now to rest on my toasty soft sand,
blue waves crashing then bubbling stew,
For my wife is smiling as I look anew.

I can see her now, as I'm finally home,
walking, almost touching white wave foam,
churning waters cool to misty fizzle brew,
turning back to join her playful family crew,
I am smack in the middle of daughters' joy tease,
dripping cold wet sand on my hot sizzling knees.
Grunting grumpy complaints makes them giggle,
catching one to revenge tickle, she makes a wiggle,
sand wrestling with them and my strong wife,
I give in to the joyous, may I, moment of life?