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AQUAGRAMPS

Sharing Thoughts through Drawings, Cooking, and Writing

The Dog, the Bee, the Job

Better late than never for Inktober! Fourth day for me and just realized what a noob I have been! There’s prompt list of the theme for the day! Nyhaha. Well hopefully I got this. Just was caught up in able to be drawing again. So for the 8th day it’s “Crooked.” So we have some small crooks here. Wes Mutty the Brains of the two and Stinger Bee manning what appears to be Wes’ “Gun Hat.” Wes: “Now see here see…This chunk of a beauty is ours see…No funny moves now…” Stinger: “Youzz heardz thez booozzzz. Rightzzzzz booozzz…” #inktober, #jojitjitzaguirre, #aquagramps, #inktober2017, #crooked

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Onward to a New World on My Magic Copier Ride

Better late than never for Inktober! Third day for me and this piece I call “Onward to a New World on My Magic Copier Ride.” Powered by various sizes of paper that sometimes fold into paper birds.

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Giraffes are Her Favorite Animals

Better late than never for Inktober! Second day for me is a salute to one of planet earth’s dedicated unsung teachers, Wena Escuadro! To teachers one and all, Belated Happy Teacher’s Day! This piece I call “Giraffes are Her Favorite Animals.” (This one got wings. Not your typical giraffe. Hmmm maybe a magical one. 😉 )

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Life’s Unfair

Better late than never for Inktober! My first day features “Bucket-Head” with a friend. I call this piece, “Life’s Unfair.”

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A Memory named Misibis Bay

I contently bade the sunny days of recent

Plays, songs, places to see

Bright and cheery

Blue skies, clouds at play, and the return to the vast sea

I contently bade

To return anew to the city

In the fading light

Welcoming the night

To happily toil again

Placed in its silent embrace

I contently bade the sunny days of recent

To a place named Misibis Bay

Now a fond memory

Bright and cheery

Blue skies, clouds at play, and the return to the vast sea

I contently bade.

The Night Starts when Lights Abound

My Day begins when nights like this one

Lay-out before me

Lights abound in myriad colours dsiplay

At pretty angles

Without the familiar faces of family, loved ones, and friends

Yet in their absence, I feel there is life

Given in patterns that give the night dark

It’s unique beauty

Nights like this one

Lay-out before me.

The Veil Translucent

The veil translucent

Reveals familiarity in your person

Feelings closed. Set Aside

Fondly longing someone afar

Words heard aside that it is most

unlikely that you, to have no one close to tell you…

How your laugh lightens the soul

How you carry yourself without maskaras or blushes

How you look quirkily up

sometimes when you speak

These are but a few many things

Someone likely in your life

Would fondly tell you

Would reveal the familiar

To set aside

The veil translucent

Equation between 3 sistahs and 1 odd man

3 sistahs

Comprised of 2 fated to be bonded close

The other sistah of the 3

Place between these 2

The “Confidant,” complete the 3

Add 1 odd man

Master of one named “Ruffah”

Equation for hysteria and good feeling laughter

 

5 or so years

The 4 together

Have gone to numbers

We all, I believe, in silence

Are grateful for the presence of each

 

At the end of 5 or so years

The paths like those in a compass

Each of the 4 now go

 

The North path for sistah E

A path that brings new beginnings

New challenges to live by

Outside our equation of hysteria and good feeling laughter

 

To the South for sistah R

A path too that brings together another heart

Who lives on the land down under

Outside our equation of hysteria and good feeling laughter

 

To the East for sistah A

A path that’s settled, husband and child

Her original name sounds orient like that in the east, now changed

Outside our equation of hysteria and good feeling laughter

 

To the west for the odd man J

A path he recently feels like the setting of the sun

Still on the path before the light wanes

Outside our equation of hysteria and good feeling laughter

 

Yet as we each go about

On our separate paths

We wouldn’t be here

If not for the equation we added

Of 3 sistahs and one odd man

 

Yes?

Or No?

 

Probably the said equation

And it’s direction

4 different points

Each will add something to the equation

By the time

Each will again cross paths

And formulate a different equation

Hysteria and Good feeling laughter

The friendship equation I would like to remember

Between 3 sistahs and one odd man

Little M

Way back on September

Half a decade ago if I’m correct

I saw you coming out

Pink slippers worn on 3rd

 

That gets me wondering on the 15th

As I started working

Oh say a few weeks after

In my little world

I was looking to see you again

 

And when I did

You were…loud

You see

The picture I had of you

Was somebody well…less loud

As were most of my types

 

As time moves

As it always has been

I find myself wondering

Here on 3rd

Still working for half a decade

Between of which a lot

A lot has happened

 

Peoples lives have taken many, many turns

As it always has been

I find myself wondering, accepting, and smiling

Here on 3rd

Of your life so blessed

Your voice…less loud than before

Maybe your soul quiet and reflective

Such as that within those that I admired

Of my types

I’d come to admire

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