Miami Crack Cops On Parade



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Can you make a little gift-"poem" of a line or four,
for a cycling pal or fan, or any person or creature you love?

You try too, please. First up, a tiny verse for Austin,
who is Jenny's mate. Jenny is part of the crew of Highgear Cycling.

Highgear Cycling recovered my stolen bike a week ago.
I owe them all. Austin, you are up first, for your Jenny.

(((PS: I like to add video links to enrich the little verse for fun)))
 
http://www.facebook.com/aanthony1

For Austin and Jenny



The Austin is a special car,
heard from hearts and seen from stars,

rumbling across our nights,
love and care for all delights.
 
Jenny is a lovely scene,
Always loved and lovely seen
http://www.facebook.com/pages/Highgear-Cycling/209556309114
http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=506400275







Jenny and Austin belong together,
So we see and love to gather.
 
http://www.cyclingforums.com/forum/thread/485792/my-first-bike-tour-day-three-the-morning

Sierra is the perfect woman, ah,
to see her riding and her roaming!
 
[SIZE= 12px][COLOR= #0000ff]There once was a cyclist named Reid[/COLOR][/SIZE]
[SIZE= 12px][COLOR= #0000ff]Who for attention displayed such a need.[/COLOR][/SIZE]
[SIZE= 12px][COLOR= #0000ff]His poems and his teasing[/COLOR][/SIZE]
[SIZE= 12px][COLOR= #0000ff]Were odd, but pleasing,[/COLOR][/SIZE]
[SIZE= 12px][COLOR= #0000ff]He’s truly his own special breed.[/COLOR][/SIZE]
 
[SIZE= 12px][COLOR= #0000ff]Biking Haiku[/COLOR][/SIZE]

[SIZE= 12px][COLOR= #0000ff]A soft breeze bathes me.[/COLOR][/SIZE]
[SIZE= 12px][COLOR= #0000ff]Petals line the path I ride.[/COLOR][/SIZE]
[SIZE= 12px][COLOR= #0000ff]Cycling feeds my soul. [/COLOR][/SIZE]
 
Sierra and her touring ladies
Wiggle toes from here to....


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(love to SierraSlim and the women who are heaven with her)


SierrasSlim is very sweet.
She is why we sow our wheat.

She is why we tend to oats.
SierraSlim is Mairzy Doats,
 
Jenny Scottposted toRobert Reid Welch
thank you Reid...btw your antique light is here ready to be picked up,
it wants to go home with its rightful owner...when can you come in?
about an hour ago ·Like· · See Friendship

http://www.bikeforums.net/showthread.php/733193-the-life-of-a-bicycle-lamp

When can I come in?
When the light grows low?

Keep the lamp in trim for life?
This belongs to Highgear now.

I was sold from a shop in 1901, returned for credit in 2011,

[COLOR= rgb(0, 0, 205)]FOR THE LIFE OF A LAMP:[/COLOR]
http://www.bikeforums.net/showthread.php/733193-the-life-of-a-bicycle-lamp

http://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/authors/d/diogenes.html
 
Originally Posted by Jim Moore .

Here's a Haiku:

Reid2, cycle nut,
Owes Jody for crashing car,
Hasn't paid. Loser.
: )



Richard Daniels, yesterday,
Rang my bell, see the door above?
Daniels is in the Lions' Den.

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Richard? Readers here, please...I am just now understanding.
I have nothing to do with my fate, but am only a leaf upon the pond, and a breeze blows.

I have no power, really, and cops will affirm, Reid always comes and goes by the door shown....


Help a lost one? Alms for the love? May I help you?

Honey, honnnnnney!

Now, out of my way, you masters of a thousand fleas!



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Disheveled, bristly, grey pajama pants,

Reid put to Richard pleas for Forever.

He gave to his lady, half of his meal.
Luis, at The Home Depot, confirms,

Reid gave to her half of his meal.
He also offers us half his wheel.






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This
http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=171741641963&set=pu.41958071963&type=1&theater
(am sorry, it is a Facebook personal page, a painting made by a great Spanish artist, and he is looking at this page now).

I will ask him if I can publish here the depiction of the picture, as it is a verse and it is sweet and wry and loving as a sigh....
Dear Sr. José Luis Merino of Barcelona, como estas usted?

http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10150215361036964&set=pu.41958071963&type=1&theater
Decisions Are All...


19 minutes ago ·Like· · Share


José Luis Merino commented on your link.
José Luis Merino wrote:
"Feel free to put the portrait in your link."

"A man takes a seemingly appealing woman on a first date..."
 
Dear Women,

You fascinate us and terrify us.

You are why we ride time trials and paint ourselves alternately pink and white.
http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10150338260679115&set=pu.209556309114&type=1&theater
http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=506400275

Jenny Scott looking for a new room mate in our Coral Gables home..
It's a three bedroom house in the heart of the Gables..
let me know if anyone is interested19 hours ago ·Unlike·

"Everything with you men is sex!"




Either that, or risotto.



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http://freewrights.freeforums.org/post10205.html#p10205

The measure of a woman is her smile.

The measure of a man is di stance.

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http://www.facebook.com/permalink.php?story_fbid=133476453397824&id=100002168271147
What about the children who have no food and no parents? What about the disenfranchised who have no homes, no employment wanted by society and no bike or car or shoes? "Got any change, man?" I'm working on it. "Bless you anyway."
 
Above is non-fiction of one hour ago.
I ate for two dollars and fourteen cents,
but gave my Taco Bell taco chip bag unopened to a man outside,
along with my seventy cents and apologies I had no more.
Below is non-fiction for every hour of our lives:

Dalits live in Miami too.
Trochee?
http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=154679711227539&set=t.673795437&type=1&theater
Shahid/Trochee is my virtual brother who is a poet and creator in Bombay. Trochee, FreeWright?
http://www.archive.org/details/DownInBom-bombay--medleyOne-step
Down in Bom-Bombay
Where soft breezes play.

Trochee? Shahid? Brother of Earth?

...that same door where in I went....





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The home next door is bare at last, only memories for good, 3921.

Now I can go and sit with Ray on the back patio again to smile at life with my best elder pal.

Ray Busse, Saturday, May 23, 1914, died....

Reid Welch, Saturday, May 22, 1954....


where in I went



Ray, who learned to drive the Model T truck in 1924,
taught me to drive the Model T car in 1984.
We were very tight pals and still are.

http://www.rhymes.org.uk/saturdays_child.htm


Well, how are ya' doin', young fella?
When you gonna come over and see us?
Lillian has been askin' about you. You OK, Reid?
[COLOR= rgb(128, 128, 128)]You give Ernie our love.[/COLOR]









Pyramids have
Steps, do you see?
Just to ease our pass

[COLOR= rgb(173, 216, 230)]Ages[/COLOR]
 
Help? I realize now (Reid realizes) there is no more time for pretense.
Help is needed before I die. Refer to "Mairzy Doats" posting above, again?
=what is that word at the start, half-cut off?

FLORIDA (pretty surely)

Dear world, dear cyclists...I need to be dissected while alive.

From: " Reid Welch" <[email protected]>
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To: "Jody Greenberg" <[email protected]>, "Julian Kreeger"<[email protected]>, <[email protected]>,<[email protected]>
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Cc: "Shewanda Hall" <[email protected]>, <[email protected]>
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Subject: Dear Witnesses, you know now...
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Date: Fri 06/24/11 05:59 PM
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Attachments Name Type Save View Message text/html Save You folks in the address and CC bars, you all have met me.

I am beginning to figure myself out too. You know, I am not a monster.

However, I am a special case of worms. The Christians do not know what to think.

I am beginning to understand that "Reid" is just a vessel and I am the blood of truth.

Holy connections I can make. I cannot mint money, though. Reid needs to be preserved,

not rewarded, but allowed to exist and help humanity. He is not to be feared. It is not delusion.

Remember? http://www.archive.org/details/WWII_News_19450506_Drew_Pearson

This is absolutely non-fiction. The Miami Secret Service guys investigated me;

they know I am not a faker or a nutcase, not really. I terrify people. It's why Linares tried to kill me.


I make little verses to make people think. Love to you all,

"Diogenes" (?)

http://www.cyclingforums.com/forum/thread/485791/people-verses

Am looking for humanity...


r.


; (


Am rubber and you, the glue. And whatever we do, bounces, and sticks....
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Jody, cops, bicyclists: the flat repair video was made on the spur of the moment this afternoon.
I had to fix yet another flat. Jody? I bought a pack of cigarettes to calm my nerves.
Smoking is not a habit I will take up again, but one pack will not kill.
What to do? I think I do not know. I write verses and frighten people.
Jenny, at least, knows I am a sweetheart, or would be, given a chance,
http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=10150338522254115&set=a.217219719114.170666.209556309114&type=1

Jenny Scott Except for Reid. All u guys are harsh 58 minutes ago · Like
 
James and I are estranged for now.
We yelled too much at one another.

His father was born in Macon,
Georgia, summer, 1927, James Fuller, Sr.
My mother was born in Macon,
Georgia, summer, 1927, Mary E. Brinkman.

James nursed his father dying of lung cancer till death.
Reid nursed his father dying of lung cancer till death.

James is Black,
Reid is White.
Two remain brothers,
Though brothers will fight.
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James is not online, I don't think. He has a mother who loves him very much.


A.A. Milne wrote a great truth. It is about James, and duty to one's other:

http://ingeb.org/songs/jamesjam.html


People Verses....
 
Remember The Day The Earth Stood Still?

That is, in truth, my first cousin (my father's mother's first cousin) who makes the news announcement
of what has fallen in Washington. Drew Pearson was a Quaker, a pacifist. I am a pacifist too.

It is not a fiction that Drew and I are bonded of blood for truth.









I was her last personal friend in life. You see Clara here, about 1974,
as video-graphed by our mutual friend, famed Robert Moog, whom I met in December, 1994.
I restored this piano, a 1930 wedding gift to Clara from her sister, to playing order during the summer of 1995, on site.

We were, and are...

In the background of Hebrew Melody you see an original oil painting of
Paul Robeson, her closest friend, through the thirties, until his death.
Paul gave her that portrait. We see Paul in the video below in that costume

1943


Chaunce and daunce...

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Analysts? I never saw a theremin before 1994, when Ernie obtained our RCA from Sonny Clutter, well-known collector.
The movie cited above, I never saw until the summer of 1997, at the Theremin festival in Portland, Maine.
I knew of my family connection to Pearson but had never seen or heard or read of him before that time.
Have never read of Pearson except what is published by others to Wikipedia and other online biographies.
I met Clara Rockmore by near-chance. A local friend told me, "she's still alive, Reid!"
That surprised me. So I made a point to get in contact with Clara Rockmore.
But how? By wire...
http://www.thereminvox.com/article/articleview/206/

Self introduction to Clara Rockmore, 1994=

I met Clara Rockmore by playing intuition
like she phrased the theremin,
by changing phases in the air...
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Dear analysts of whatever sort,
I have never read of before, not that I can recall, of step pyramids,
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Step_pyramid

I made a verse to put to a video of the oldest step pyramid, bottom of page one.
Had no idea what I was doing in placing that or writing the verse; it 'came to me'.

Please do not be angry, anyone?
Am mystified and paralyzed, both.

R.


I gave this engine, made by my friend, Chris, of Kontax, to my former MD.
He later told me to kill myself. I will not see a doctor again except for study
or specific repair, never for a "check up" or assessment, as doctors dicker.

Dear Chris, I miss the engine and would like to buy another some day, and will,
http://www.stirlingengine.co.uk/