"Under the Weeping Willow Tree" ~By Sinbad the Sailor Man

A Story Poem, of Life's Hard Choices and Reflections of Loves Failings, Pro-Life! It Is Not a Choice! 

The author is attempting to relate three generations and never imply a actual personage, but instead an actual time-line of events, common in our world today. Pro-Life! It Is Not a Choice! 

 

"Under the Weeping Willow Tree"

A gift was given to the world wrapped up with out an ounce of love or joy
It grew a short bit of time until it was found out it might have been a boy

A young wounded child of God or not, taught by society to fear our Father not
This young lass feared the rebuke and the responsibility of bearing such a thing, this ill-gotten fruit

Little Darling labored hard in her decision of life or death she wished to fore go her first real test
She remembered she had always wished to be loved and wondered if she could destroy some others

Dreams, now given away

Poor Little, Darling has never believed in much of anything, she never felt her mother’s touch, for her Mother was put away
Raised in the Hellish Orphanage where the Devil wielded the caretaker’s hands

Poor Little, Darling always thought there was more to this world of filthy lucre and liquor
She has seen it in others, in their mothers eyes, were these too, just lies?

Poor Little, Darling wondered how and why she has lived the life she has lived
In disgust Poor Little, Darling wanted it not for this child she thought she could not love, but in her sadden views

Shown a bit, a little light on the paper that she read, atop of her new found Bible book
In an odd ad that read; please help! Young couple wants child badly they pleaded in desperation

We will pay fifty thousand plus expenses there was a brief description of their qualifications
A young handsome couple with everything money could buy and very thing a child could want

Or so this young, life-lined, schooled, girl thought

Than Poor Little, Darling began to wonder can a soul be bought? Even Christ paid, but He left the choice up to us
What should I do? That she could not decide as she sat on that lonely park bench, the one she had often placed her head in

Her empty folded hands, she clenched as she cried, why? Why me, Lord why, me? What should I do? They could be cruel too
Should I send this child back to you?

Just than came along old Tom a black cat, purring and wagging his tail
Poor Little, Darling knew him all too well, as she sat often and fed him scraps of her scraps

She begun to pet and talk to him when just then, fell upon the thick green lawn, from the heavens above
A baby sparrow’s throne, thrown out from her nest; the young chick had failed to fly her first test

This confused little darling, landed alright, but floundered a bit and then ran under the very bench were Poor Little, Darling and Tom sit
Now Tom was all excited a free lunch he thought, but Poor Little, Darling would not let that old cat go, to claim this prize

So Tom began to meow and too cry, but she held him tight
As Poor Little, Darling sat there and cried a young bearded man passing by asked her why?

Then He seen the fallen sparrow chirping and Tom hissing and clawing
He scooped the young chick up and gently told her to fly back to her low lined nest

Into the Weeping Willow Tree, she fluttered a while and then from out of his hands
This lady of the light she took flight, Poor Little, Darling then let that old cat go

As Tom danced around the bottom of the tree
Poor Little, Darling she turned instantly; to try and thank the young man, but he had to be on his way

As He went He said: ”Have a good day and may The Father bless you”
She wore a slighted smile as He walked away, her decision she just then made

Life is a gift, one mustn’t throw it or give it away

by
Sinbad the Sailor Man

 

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Work In Progress~ "New Poem" Titled "A Dream is A Terrible Thing!"

New Work in Progress A poem I am working on.

"A Dream is A Terrible Thing!"

How Many Visions have I released?

How many have crept in and out of your befuddled minds?

Why have I wasted my Precious Time?

Three Four One 

For every hour that I proceeded

Three little One's were Lost 

My life of Vanity came at such a great cost

No Heavenly Treasures were yet sown

As my Father tossed skeems and dreams at me

These breadcrumbs succumb

As when or if they are tossed at the birds

I treated the Manna as the feathered beasts

I like them left only turds upon the ground

Mushy wet and messy; crumbs no longer found

Because I succumbed

To the whispering of  and from

The leathery  winged demons

of this

Our Earth

Their leader of their insidious pact

My subtle elder now our brother lost 

Such music whispered upon my ears 

But only once; yet still their soundings brought me tears

Daze and Confused yet only bruised

I settled when these resistors settled in

They magnified every single doubt within an with out

Melted about; defecated icing to top the cake

They decided they too; would try to train my brain

As did they the crabs from escaping their traps

These my Brothers not lost and yet not forgot

Kept me within their pot

How many chances would I have got?

Farther down the line there would be no more Time

No more wine

No more divine

I knew these things too!

And yet wasted I all kines their dreams and skeems

The very ones even I myself

Dreamed and than waited

Upon
to
Pounce and too
Devourer 

A Thought from Sinbad the Sailor Man

My Hopes and Dreams

My hopes and dreams they always seem to be denied

This is why my eyes shed diamonds of crystal blue
From the day my Grandfather died
Until you departed too

Less then a week before my twelfth birthday
My special day
They took him away

I would not ever see this man again
My hopes and my dreams they died that day

They would never be, the same again
But I would try and live, to dream again

I made Grandma my new pal; and she was really swell

But as young men often have too; they do
I had to find another

For she could not keep my pace
She would not win that race

They took her too; to live in another home
For she could no longer live alone

I hoped and I'd pray
But, things weren't meat to be, that day

I wanted her to stay
But, fate decided it
And she moved away

My hopes and my dreams
Had taken another turn
They were lead away

They lead me straightly; to you
Grandma was no longer my gal

I think she was okay with this
She was eager to see us hitched

She got to see our first son
And her first great granddaughter

But, as time would have it
She'd miss the birth of
Our third child

She died in May way to early
And he was born in June
Under a blue moon

Our little man
My hopes and my dreams
They changed again

Four years married and going strong
Grandma loved me until the very end
I am sure of it

I guess she and Mom
Will be the only ones
Who will; ever do

But, I was never allowed to get to close
To my Mother, or to any other

You; got a taste of this
As times really got tough
And rough; for us

You became aware of it; from
The sand bagging brigade
And their fearless leader

As the son of another man
I was often buried there, in their sand

My hopes and dreams they always seem to be denied

This is why my eyes shed diamonds of crystal blue
From the day my Grandfather died
Until you departed too

Less then a week before my twelfth birthday
My special day
They took him away

I would not ever see this man again
My hopes and my dreams they died that day

They would never be, the same again
But I would try and live, to dream again

I made Grandma my new pal; and she was really swell

But as young men often have too; they do
I had to find another

For she could not keep my pace
She would not win that race

They took her too; to live in another home
For she could no longer live alone

I hoped and I'd pray
But, things weren't meat to be, that day

I wanted her to stay
But, fate decided it
And she moved away

My hopes and my dreams
Had taken another turn
They were lead away

They lead me straightly; to you
Grandma was no longer my gal

I think she was okay with this
She was eager to see us hitched

She got to see our first son
And her first great granddaughter

But, as time would have it
She’d miss the birth of
Our third child

She died in May way to early
And he was born in June
Under a blue moon

Our little man
My hopes and my dreams
They changed again

Four years married and going strong
Grandma loved me until the very end
I am sure of it

I guess she and Mom
Will be the only ones
Who will; ever do

But, I was never allowed to get to close
To my Mother, or to any other

You; got a taste of this
As times really got tough
And rough; for us

You became aware of it; from
The sand bagging brigade
And their fearless leader

As the son of another man
I was often buried there, in their sand
As they did unto you

With all the heart aches, yet to come
My hopes and my dreams they marched along
We two; we held strong

Head long into our tenth year of bliss
No! Why…oh why? Why This?
To slow was my pace, I guess

Will I never win, this damned old race?
No, I can’t save face; my old face

For you have stopped running with me
And you took to a new course
Of course

My hopes and my dreams they died
That day, though I had tried I could not
Revive them, I could not; dying

My beaten heart, it is near to Death; holding his hand
But, no shock will revive me; I am not trying
For now my heart, it is set

On new Hopes and new dreams
And they are not of
This Flesh's World

by
Sinbad the Sailor Man

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Hey All How You Doing? Fine I Hope! If Not It Will Get Better Just Wait Out the Storm

Yea storms! We have had plenty of them this year. Knock on wood no terrible ones yet! The storms shall pass. No big deal if you can wait them out. The sun will come out tomorrow.

Well I have been doing a lot of repair work this last two weeks on some of our heavy equipment. And the weather has been making things rougher on me; as it seems to want to rain every chance I get to work on the Green house. And the Plumbing parts I need are some what expensive. Excuses all excuses I know but they are valid ones.

I bought 4 Banjo fittings (bulk head fittings) the other day at the local hardware store and dang $90.00 dollars. Oh well good parts are good parts and these should last the life of the system. The  one that I am building. I just hope I live long enough to see the thing running.

These fittings are especially made for the large commercial tanks that we are using. But I think a uni-seal would work rather well considering the pressure is not all that great within the system itself.

I have the Sump pit dug and lined. I need to brace it up and trim the box level, and make up a lid for it. As I said I am the one lone nut job working on the thing as we speak. But hopefully that will change once the garden is cycling and things are beginning to grow.

Hey this "Henny Penny" will only share the [bread] with those who are willing to help bake it. I don't mind doing the most part. Because they don't yet understand what it is I am building and how it works. But I will need others to help me later down the road.

Well lets see, If I get three uni-seals and two six inch end caps and make up a rubber seal for my drain into the sump pit. I should be able to begin cycling the water very soon IF. There is about four inches of rain water in the black troughs right now, and I filled the one thousand gallon tank three days ago. So the sooner I get it cycling, the better.

For the most part I have about seven hours to go before this happens.  It doesn't sound like a lot of time, but finding It (the Time) is problematic for me. As I work on everyone else's schedule, as I don't drive. Because my  license is suspended for back child support.

Bla, Bla, Bla, I never missed a payment according to what Social Security told me thirteen years ago. But hey! Every thing happens for a reason. Or so I believe. So I've no license or passport. Like I could afford the gas or a ticket to travel anywhere.

Enough of my whining! Because thats all It is. When no one else cares about you or your needs. Like I said  about seven hours. Eight if you count planting my seeds. Which I still need to do this week. I should have a week end coming up all to my self with the garden. As the family is headed out  to Iowa for two days for our Family Reunion.

I am going to do some dog sitting and some plumbing instead of some over eating and some care free drinking. Well maybe just no heavy eating. A case of beer would be nice and maybe I'll clean the hot tub out  And then get It running again. Maybe this coming week end. That way she'll be all ready to go the following week end. Its a thought. Not likely, but a thought.

Well I got to run, because I am under the gun.

P.S. The Fish Balls in the pond are getting smaller. I'll need to get them this week or I'll miss my chance at some free Frys and/ or Finger lings. Which would save me some big money.

TTFN
CYA Later Taters
Thanks for stopping by.

Donnie/ Sinbad the Sailor Man

Hey All How Is Your Life Going?

Well I am doing fine I guess. I am a little peeved at myself about the other day. I broke the mother board in my new windows system computer; while trying to change the little CPU battery. I snap that sucker right off.

So I had to order another refurbishment an IBM Think Centre. And that set me back 150.00 bucks for what should have cost only as much as seven dollars, but Stuff Happens and things change.

No Crying over spoiled milk. Oops I made another mistake and I am not the only one who has every done it. I'm sure. But on the other side. I got my White Boards and dry ease pens. I hung them tonight and I hope to get some good videos created here soon.

But I don't have any way to edit those that I do make yet, so I have to send ya what I get when I start. And I will have to build another Bogger Blog too. To place my new video Blog posts in. And I will need some batteries for my FlipCam it likes to eat them up pretty fast. I new some rechargeable batteries and a Tri-pod.

Plus I'll need to get organized again to share my info correctly. That most likely won't happen here anytime soon but I'll give it a shot. I placed a Craiglist Ad the other day before I tore my computer up. I was going to run it all this month But my funds are gone now. It was for Vemma  Leaders.

I am looking for the right people to come and join me in this product usage and referral program. I think its going places next year and in a big way. Well I am about to pass out So I am going to go to bed CYA Later Taters.

Donnie/ Sinbad the Sailor Man

Hey All, How you doing?

In and out of Hospital all this month with family members, But one is out and the other is doing fair, I am again set a back, for I never have a back up plan here for these come upping's. And whenever I create a post. I post it for I have three blogs to feed, plus the Websites Blog as well. And I am still wanting to create a routine or weekly schedule which is easier said then done for me, at least.

I am also wanting to start trying to cut my teeth in, on some Youtube videos of my own. But I'll need to do their uploading at my cousins house, and on his daughters computer. None of us have video editing software that I am aware of. For to edit my videos with. So I'll need to get them done as close to right as possible on the first take and this will take some practicing and some time.

I have got a chance to earn some extra cash on Monday nights now. The local bar is starting a weekly pool tournament of eight ball, blind draw, double elimination with league rules. Right up my alley. This Monday I took third, but third didn't payout because there wasn't enough players for it to.Other than that, things are still super tight and I am stretched to the breaking point, as I image many people are feeling the hurt or squeeze of this economy.

With the Holidays coming things will only be getting tighter and more stressful on us all. If you got family you better start getting together and helping each other out. It will or its going to be a Blue, Blue Christmas around here, but this is nothing new for me and mine.

So I was working on some schedule's, and they only seem to cause me more stress, then I could handle. So I am back to winging it daily. I have a natural kind of schedule though, it is not written down or strictly followed. I have a routine nature. I do things the same way almost every time. So I'll give ya an idea of what it is I do.

First I get up shower No I am kidding. Not all that info do you need TMI. I do shower though, but I'll start by checking My blogs for comments, then I'll move to FaceBook check for friends and followers birth days, wish them a happy birth day. Then straight over to my Pay Per Click Publishers, check for comments and any new writes and poems. From my friends and followers. I then head on over to Digg a few minutes which becomes a half an hour or so. And then StumbleUpon a few minutes which always turns into an hour or two. Back to see what is new at FaceBook then off to the Website.

There I will start to surf it looking for things to fix or change, and from there. I will check all the Websites Traffic Wheel links. Which are my Blogs and my Pay Per Click Publishers Standings. With Alexa. after all this it is about time for lunch. But some where in there I have squeezed in a bowl of cereal and some toast for breakfast.

While sitting at the computer reading all these Wheel links and their formations. I am looking for things to write about and things to make a connection with. I am also checking each of the Websites three domains and their standings an their stats.

Now after Lunch and a walk to the Library or the post Office. I will come back and look for a place to make some quick comments at these Traffic Wheel Links. From there it is about six hours into the day. As I have been saying this is a job until it start to grow on its own. My wikinut Publisher account gets about 280-112 page views a day after I do a little promoting. And this will last now, about four to five days until it starts to get back into the teens per day, in views. Once this happens I promote once again at twitter.

 So if my page views are down. I will be spending time at either, Twitter, FaceBook, and Myspace or all three of them at the same time promoting. Which ever Pay Per click Publisher is down and is not getting traffic that day or needs it the most that day. Now both Hubpages and Triond do not hold their page views as long as wikinut does. But I have more works and more followers at wikinut then at Triond and Hubpages. Plus because of this fact I send a little more time there than the other two.

After that is said and done, its back to Youtube to post some Video of Country, old rock and rock and roll music and songs to my Facebook and Twitter accounts. I look for newer videos with less views on them so they can grow to together.

While at Youtube I am searching for individual songs or videos I can use to relate to and link to, for my poems and writes as well as I am building up my presence at all three of these sites which are connections and/or extensions of my traffic wheel. Which expands my Website and It's foot print, as well it keeps my SEO devices working and current. Which helps me hold my rankings.

Well Thanks for stopping by and reading these posts. Have a Great Day!





 TTFN CYA later Taters

Donnie/ Sinbad the Sailor Man    

Hello All, How is Your Day Going, Fine I Hope, If not I am Sorry that is the Case

I know how rough things seem to get from time to time, but we must always be mindful that all things pass away. Good times, bad times, great times, and quite times, time has a JOB to do and that is to get Us All Back to the Point of No Return.  Most of my readers and friends know about the Sailor Man's Zeal for his God and the Son of Man, Our Lord and Saviour The Christ Jesus.

But, most don't Know his story or even their own stories. And why this world is so confuse on Its story, a post for another day. Time changes all things. Change is commanded to happen, all things must change. All be it at different rates of speed all things do change. There is nothing new under our sun or under God's Son.

With that said I'll move along, the inter-net changes daily and at various rates of speed, I want you to know that what worked yesterday, may no longer be working today, and that it just might be working again tomorrow. So if you wish to do well with an inter-net business you must stay up to speed and keep learning and modifying your efforts. I told you all before this is not a business for any kind of laziness. This is work and lots of it. I hate to read but, I like doing what I am doing. Creating writes and pretending I have a real job once again, has done me a world of good, I've got a reason once again to get up and out of my coffin.

I might not be making any real money just yet, but I can see the potential everywhere now as before I couldn't see the light of day. We are all in for big changes in this century whether we want them or not, they are coming. Some good, some great, and others absolutely terrifying to some. We all need to wake up and take notice and give notice. Our health in this great country sucks our Education Systems suck, the Economy now sucks, our morals have been depleted, degraded, and self pleasure has replaced all that once was great about Our Country.

People are not people, they are Sheep awaiting their fleecing  and their slaughter. This is done as it has always been done and by whom it's always been done by the Dark Prince of this World.
Our country was once much different then any other and we need to get back on track and we need to do it today, for tomorrow never comes, and it is promise to none No not anyone.

This is the free-est Country in the world because we once held and hailed it to be One Country Under GOD, Indivisible. But you look around we are all divided we are no longer One for All and All for One. We have been swayed to be every one for themselves and no one else. Or that is where we are being lead and that too is a predestined, forewarned, prophecy. A One world Order is coming it must  and it needs to be done with the people, We the peoples' knowledge.
 
Wake Up and take notice, time is running out! It does lead to a new beginning for Us all. But until then, be Fruitful and Multiply, Create and Do Right by one another, we are all God's children and we all shall be judged by our Actions and our Thoughts. Everyone is Accountable for their own soul. Earn as you Learn, Grow as you Go, Somebody Come and Play. Live, Love, and Honor one another and be Humble before our God. He is Father to Us All. We need to heal Our Mother as well, for we only Have One and she is Our Life Force here in the sea of Darkness.  

Come Sail Away Come Sail Away with Me Who Captain's Your Ship? You do, But who is you Navigator? 

Have a Better Tomorrow, but Live and Love here Today

Thank you for the read Sinbad the Sailor Man   

 

My Hopes and Dreams

My Hopes and Dreams

Has been selected for publication @Triond.com

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A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man


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WordPress Get It, Learn It, Use It!

I am new to WordPress and it will take me some time to read and learn this Blogger's capabilities . But, I all ready know I love It! This Blogger has every thing I want and need, and I haven't even gotten that far into it yet. I have only been here about two weeks now and I can see it's value and worth to/for me and my Ideals. That I have to promote My Poetry.

I will be changing this Blogs name soon I hope to my personal websites domain name: http://ww.sinbadthesailorman.com

I think this is Free or reasonably cheap to do, here at WordPress.com

I am now trying to update and revamp my Website: Poetry, Writes, and Other Stuff from Sinbad the Sailor Man. I have for the last ten years been looking for ways to make money here on the Inter-Net/The World Wide Web. I have try a few different things, ebay, affiliate programs, and I even built my own store and selling Leather Goods here on the Web.

Well that post, was posted on July 14th. My Daughter's Birth Day. I didn't get to see her than on it or since then. They (my children) are reaching that tender teen age years were daddies aren't all that important. Unless they can finance their wants and needs or take them here or there.

I am not able or have been able for these last ten to twelve years now. Another reason I am trying to get busy and noticed. I have a want, no a need to become the Provider that has been absent from their lives this last decade. And I have committed to try my ass off until Christmas day 2010, I have been at it, everyday now since the third of July 2010.

I have made progress, but no money yet, it's been thirty-days and I have made about three dollars, but from some of the Horror stories I have heard I am doing fairly well for thirty days well almost thirty-days, twenty-eight if we are being correct and we must be when in this business, that we wish to be apart of, advertisement is that business. It is both what gets you seen and makes you the monetary monies you are desiring.

It's all about traffic Not! I have heard this said and in part it is true, but what keeps a person still on the net is what keeps them still in real time and/or real life. That is their interests. Motion and sound with splashes of color is what pauses the reader, but it is not what keeps them reading. So keep and eye on my blogs and on all my sites I have buried info into them every where. As I had to digg it up so shall you, but now you know where it can be found.

As I am learning I will be sharing, It won't cost you anything, but time and reading. Any thing worth having is worth working for or so I always have believed this to be true, you May StumblUpon a tid bit here and there some where else, but search me, watch me, as I climb up and down the engines ladders.

I am already at the top and in the first few pages of their result and have not paid one red cent to be there, but I have put in some time in to stay there as others will try and earn or steal my current positioning . TTFN see ya around the block. I'll be the one leaning upon the walls and reading the Good Book.

Come and play and create with me, watch and see if we can't rock the house with some great content. My friends the tweepeoples, tubers, spacers, and neons are all a like they like to be social, an inter action is what they crave. And this is true from east to west far and wide, Our planet is getting smaller every day.

TTFN
CYA Later Taters!
Thanks for stopping by.
Somebody Come and Play.


Donnie/ Sinbad the Sailor Man

Sundays Blog at Neopoet.com July 25th 2010

I am always busy this last three weeks,I have been at it around the clock and it seems to be picking up, with very new trick and tip and hints that I learn from my publishers’ content. We all Know I am a little slow when it comes to reading the instructions of the sites benefits. I guess because I learn best and good when I just do it. Most sites are so forgiving in this my flaws.

I am a, try and fail guy or a hands on guy . What you see is what you get ! I am hoping to get the last of my post ables poems up by the middle of Aug. I have set a Goal of 3,000 tweeters by x-mas and since setting the goal I have Been getting ten to fifteen new followers a 24 hr period. This to me is awesome because I have never been over 50 twee-peoples ever, in these last five years, When I took the time to playing on this computer thingy. I found my share buttons by mistake and now have a rapid fire way of sharing my content. I’ve signed up with Stumble Upon another great site very good! and Adthis also a great tool!

You Know if I could remember to remember to read the stuff I’ve taking notes on, I would be farther than I am. I should be reaching my ten thousand mark badge, at wikinut by the middle of next week. Boy I need some coffee one moment please. I hope and I pray. when this happens I shall have fifty arts. posted these are my poems and experiences and columns, which I didn’t know I had in me or thought I could do, but people are reading me. I’ve expanded a little from just poems and am starting to get comments in my blogs.

My website is still running low on content and needs to be updated with half of these blogs info I am not too concern about that yet it still hasn’t receive enough traffic to be worried about yet, my main traffic comes from my Blogs. Then this new site Stumble Upon and the Neopoet, face book, twitter, my mail box, and two off the stream sites from the web with repost or ping backs. These are of my poems 3 at one, and 4 at the other, and my site is just before them with 5 hits for this month so far. So I know this is not what one thinks about when self publishing.

But! After reading some of that book I picked up at the Good will store called “Dear Editor” the first fifty years. I began to think hey they started a new venue(s) and it still exists till today, we can mirror them by using Neopoet as are Editor, base home. we can Not only bring Poets together we can promote are members and validate their content with what is already in place here Now! With plenty of room for growth into Maybe say Hard copy collections of individual works, But that is a little further up the street.

Well if your going to Dream, dream big. Donnie/Sinbad the Sailor Man

I am now Self Published I am! So I have to do the promoting I also get to do the chosen and with the amount of content we have we can blitz, the completion. If we follow certain set steps A,B,C, and 1,2,3’s a dream able dream if we all begin to dream the same dream. Plus real time editing of your content and revisions are very doable. So you always have the opportunity to improve what is in the publics eyes and then the older version just fades away. Well see ya around the Block For the wheels of fortunes are stuck easily in the mud and the muck, but I shall get them out. Even if I got to do it all alone “I will” said the salty old sailor.


I am a, try and fail guy or a hands on guy. What you see is what you get! I guess, because I learn best and good when I just do it, most sites are so forgiving in these my flaws.