basil is no clown

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in a world of common clownery
abstractly tossed tomfoolery
a desperate bid for scenery
that turns it all to remedy
And here stands Basil…

(Very first post six years ago, today. Seems like a lifetime ago.
I decided to repost it, in loving honour of my husband, who wrote the first comment.
His nickname was Bob…he used that name in restaurants because so many had trouble with his real name, Darrin! If you can explain that one, you’d be the first…I mean, Dar-rin.
He didn’t look like a Bob at all. So of course, I kept using it.
Here’s to you, my beloved Bob. Thanks for all the laughs…they kept us together in the hardest times. ❤️🥂).

37 thoughts on “basil is no clown”

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      saynotoclowns says:

      Oh my gosh, you are so generous! Thank you!
      And I was just going to write to you…was just chatting with your friend Davy D about your ‘back side of the night’…Charles invited me to join in. Anyway, I was re reading a poem from a couple months ago I could rework to fit it, but wondered if mostly pre written is okay?

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        S Francis says:

        There are no rules on the backside of night! LOL.

        I was just floored reading your Nick Cave post, this is why taking the time to read the back catalogs matters so much. Thank you.

        AND I was trying to work my way back to a very thoughtful comment you wrote that I didn’t respond to, which is a big foul in my book.

        Alas… reprocess, rework, renew, recycle, reuse, repeat, go for it on the backside of night!

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    Davy D says:

    Back to the beginning Vanessa and this was where the blogging adventure began. It all becomes clear now. Is that a donkey or an ass? Was it a rat or a hamster?

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      saynotoclowns says:

      Ah yes, the million dollar questions in life.
      I am happy to say that he was most definitely a donkey. I love donkeys. He was beautiful, and wise and sweet and patient. And obviously photogenic. And I am so intrigued by the story of Jesus riding into Jerusalem on one as well. Look at the humble profundity in its eyes 🙂 Well, if this were a better photo you would see it.
      haha thanks so much for visiting this spot Davy!

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            Davy D says:

            I agree Vanessa, I think working through the back posts gives you more insight into the soul and journeys of the writers / poets. I am thinking of doing a “hanging out with” series on Thursdays on my favourite blogs along the lines of the one I did with Mr. S. Everyone gets a free T Shirt. Would you be up for a feature one week?

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    ivor20 says:

    My sincere condolences Vanessa … on the passing of Dar-rin (Bob) I hope you are coping ok … keep thinking of all good memories … Hugs from me tail-wads from Frankie .. 🤗🐶 It’s hard to be cheery, 😍
    I’ve just republished “Tullawalla” via a self-published edition … here’s a YouTube trailer ..

    and hopefully this PDF copy of my new book “Perception” might bring you a smile or two … Whoops … it’s not Pasting … I’ll send to your Email Vanessa

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      saynotoclowns says:

      Thank you Larisa!
      Yes, life can be very cruel. Such a web of broken-ness and pain.
      But after so much suffering, I’m grateful he had a peaceful and beautiful end. And that I got to be there with him. I’m truly changed forever.
      And it’s juxtaposed with not really being able to believe it’s actually happened. Maybe it won’t ever sink in.
      I hope things are well with you ❤️

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    ebonyandcrows says:

    These kinds of things happen to other people, not to us. It’s surreal when tragedy actually strikes home—sometimes it feels almost like an out of body experience. Our minds just don’t know what to even do with it. They say time heals all wounds but it’s really not the case. Processing the grief and allowing God to heal is what got me through all my own personal traumas.

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      saynotoclowns says:

      Thanks Larisa. I agree with every word.
      Darrin and I tried to help people with their grieving, so they’d understand that things will never be “normal” again. I’ve also read that “time wounds all heals” 😉 … all kinds of triggers you don’t expect are pretty much a given…and will strike at any time, for years…
      Thank you for commenting.
      And my heartfelt condolences for your traumas/losses 💚⚘️

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      saynotoclowns says:

      Hi Steve!
      Thanks so much.
      Yes, I agree.
      Right now, everything is very jelly like for me…I feel I’m moving in a jelly bouncy castle…and then when I do stop for a moment and check the time, I can’t believe how fast it’s gone.
      💚

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