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  • The Creative Corner

    Arley M Bischoff|Updated Sep 28, 2011

    I’m always in a hurry, yes, I’m always flyin’ low. Makin’ ever’ minute count, when runnin’ to and fro. I follow a schematic, a mental blueprint in my mind. I insist there is an order, so I’m not runnin’ blind. Perfection is a must, though some don’t understand. No matter what the venture, everything must be well planned. I believe, yes, in self discipline, I live by a set of rules. I often whip and drive myself, unlike do many fools. I hate chaos and confusion, abhor things in disarray. I detest the slightest mayhem,...

  • The Creative Corner

    Arley M Bischoff

    Do you still believe in magic? I know once you surely did. For you believed in Santa Claus, when you were a kid. Yeah, you believed in Rudolph, and do you just suppose, He really guided Santa’s sleigh, with his bright red nose? Yes, you once believed these myths, and in the Easter Bunny, And in the fabled tooth fairy, who always left you money. Magic tales were just accepted, and it wasn’t a big deal. But now that you are grown up, does magic seem that real? Is this a world of fantasy; does magic actually exist? I know of man...

  • The Creative Corner: An Old Gandy Passed Away

    Arley M Bischoff

    An old gandy passed away, and as I stood solemn at his grave, I remembered how the railroad, had worked him like a---slave! I recalled how he was treated, it was oft---like he was dirt! He never missed a day of work, though his aching back would hurt. And no one really gave a damn, how much steel this gandy laid, Or the ties he hand dug in, and tamped tight with a spade. Yes---as I began to reminisce, the age of steam meandered by, Along with things this man endured, swinging pick and spiking tie. How sweat profusely dripped,...