Upon Your Altar |
On the altar of obsession, I rip out my pounding heart and cast it at your feet.
All loves have left. Filled with emptiness.
Pleasures gone. All but one... You.
You are the f... Posted by Buckaroo Trooper on Sat, 04 Nov 2006 08:04:00 PST |
Mouth of Hell |
This is a picture of a mid-size combustion boiler. Temperature - 2200 degrees F. Throughput - 2.2 million lb's of steam...
... Posted by Buckaroo Trooper on Tue, 31 Oct 2006 06:57:00 PST |
The Cat Found MyStarWars.... |
It was inevitable.... I can not take many pictures without introducing my second favorite obsession....
... Posted by Buckaroo Trooper on Sun, 29 Oct 2006 01:27:00 PST |
A new pussy...cat..... |
Now that I have your attention.... We got a new pet today... A small kitten named boo, after the holliday.... Such a cute, loveable little sweetie... Wish they could stay that way....
&n... Posted by Buckaroo Trooper on Sun, 29 Oct 2006 07:29:00 PST |
I feel so domesticated.... |
After seven days and more nails than I want to think about, where once lay carpeting now lays 580 square foot of new hard wood floors. A relaxing but tiring "vacation". Here are some befor... Posted by Buckaroo Trooper on Sun, 22 Oct 2006 06:50:00 PST |
Maiden Elph |
Born in the fire of desire,
I throw my longing on the burning pyre,
Offering self to the maiden Elf.
Books adorn her shelf.
But who is this fair beauty???
A Child of Magic. A Schol... Posted by Buckaroo Trooper on Sat, 21 Oct 2006 07:55:00 PST |
Til We Have Faces... |
A quote from one of my favorite books that has struck home, again....
"'To say the very thing you really mean, the whole of it, nothing more or less or other than what you really mean; that's the whol... Posted by Buckaroo Trooper on Sat, 21 Oct 2006 07:35:00 PST |
Prowling Cat |
Prowling ruins of structures old,
She scratches, catches, pictures bold.
Visions lean, keen, unseen.
Painting tapestry's, soul's redeem.
Beauty that endures, soft couture,
Sweet and demure, ful... Posted by Buckaroo Trooper on Tue, 17 Oct 2006 08:34:00 PST |
Song for the Lady Bug.... |
Bitten, smitten, fate has written,
Friends to be with a neat, sweet bug&.
Small in form, rife with life,
Lovely shaped, with a happy lilt,
Nicely built and free of guilt.
At midnights dawn, we... Posted by Buckaroo Trooper on Wed, 11 Oct 2006 02:29:00 PST |
Lay of Laela.. |
Dedicated to the Cult of Laela....
Raise your voice to Laela's lay.
The bringer of beauty to every day.
Brassy, Classy and oh, so Sassy.
Tie us down to be your Lassie.
I'm red and dead, di... Posted by Buckaroo Trooper on Sun, 08 Oct 2006 10:32:00 PST |