THE SOCIETY
The Old Stargazer
Bachelors of the Skies
Dare to Know
The Milkman
The Coming Ka-Boom
The Great Race
Boys Night Out
The Eye Doctor
The Butcher's Daughter
High Skies Social Club
Old Man McNabe
Fly-in Movie
The Last Knight
Mona's Art Gallery
Downtown Steamcharm
Shimmering blue sky fish, all swoop and sail, then turn as one, with a flick of their tail. The bachelors search the hiding clouds and rolling air. ever masterminding their casting with care. Many times, you must toss out your only net, heaving it back empty, without regret. Like finding true love, a good catch is rare, it only comes to those that bodly dare. Once caught, it can be much harder still. slipping your grasp, and leaving you with nil. The more you try, the more far flung it seems, this elusive dashing, catch of your dreams. But, empty nets can one day be filled, empty hearts will then brim with the thrilled. So, the sky bachelors toss their nets with hopes-a-high, always knowing, there are plenty of fish in the sky.
The old stargazer, peers out into the midnight sky, pondering the how and the why? Sighing, he shrugs just a tiny little bit, where, in all this do we really really fit? The young lovers, that have come by to visit this sparkly night, differ in view with this starry starry light. They care not about the why and how, they only know the moment of now. The old stargazer, believes it's too immense to ever truly know, so, he'll just enjoy God's forever secret show. The young lovers, surly know, the reason for all these heavenly parts, to revolve all around them and their two beating hearts.
Floating in on their daydreams, they all dare to know. what this wunderlust for life will truly bestow. Though joyful youth, would much rather, idle play. enlightenment creates the more purposed day. Where in this big world will they all finely fit. firstly, they must find their desks and patiently sit. The gift of knowing is worth this hardened task, true wisdom only comes from the challenged ask. Though, there is more to learn than they can ever know, this young daring will grow, wherever their winds blow.
Awakened every morning with some incessant mooing, what in blue blazes was the milkman thinking and doing? He may truly deliver the freshest milk in the sky, but, most just want to pop his balloon, as he flies on by. Ol'Betsy the milk cow does not like the heights, constantly mooing and pooting from the frights. The great distances covered in the early morning hours, means just a little late, and the freshest milk sours. The milkman feels he must honour his fresh milk vow, and the single best way, is to keep it in the cow.
They stand before the universe, and both double dare, the universe accepts, there's a charge of challenge in the air. For richer and poorer, and sickness and health, they believe their love is the greater wealth. Side by side, they'll ride this sworn life together, through any and all inclement marital weather. But, the universe will let no posers pass, it is part of the master plan to harass. Many sunny-days turn into a darkened gloom, when the universe trials a surprised KA-BOOM! Learning to love is truly humbling, it never ends, that distant rumbling. To avoid the final deluge of doom, always expect, the incoming KA-BOOM!
The rally begins with a cannon boom, off the sky racers, quick, push pedal, zoom. Around distant pylons with breakneck speed, they'll jockey jostle with playful impede. The gaining leader thinks he's won this day, but, doesn't notice young lady miss May. Though forceful in his aerial attack, miss May, just swooped into the inside track. Who will firstly win this daring day, it's much too tight to knowingly say. Though there were many dangerous close calls, all can truly still claim, they flew their balls.
It's the boys night out, and they're in a hurry, off to the local balloon pub they'll scurry. Bringing their instruments, they'll all sing and dance, maybe, even find a little true romance. The party times will last just a little too long, playing and dancing until the very last song. They'll straggle home with heads that feel quite pounded, greeting parents, yelling, "Young man you're grounded.
The eye doctor's balloon freaks everyone out, it's hard to fly by, when just puttering about. That eerie feeling, your always being watched, makes you question, is your life being botched? Hindsight, is the twenty-twenty vision of the truth, flashbacks, to all our troubled misguidings of youth. The eye doctor's true purpose, is to help us see, what was once behind, right now, and what could be. Even though his balloon causes a little pee shiver, it also helps you choose to become the more kind giver. Thank God, for these ever peering eyes in the sky, a constant reminder, watch out, as life flies by.
The lovely buthcher's daughter swings so high above, swaying back and forth, with idle musings of love. Her beauty is the most known throughout the sky, and everyday, lovesick suitors fly on by. They come in and handsomely purchase way too much meat, but, it's the butcher's daughter they hope to greet. Her father forbids, she can never marry, his profits would suffer some grave miscarry. Swinging slowly, she ponders her conflicting fate, she loves her father, but wants her forever date. With troubling thoughts she continues to think, until a grand idea comes in a blink. Lovingly looking her father straight in the eye, her firm words make him fearfully yet proudly sigh. "Father, if I cannot have my wedding day treat, I'll tell all the young men, I don't really eat meat."
Once again, the social club has met its doom, lighting up the dark night with fiery gloom. Every seven weeks, it just occurs, as if there were some secret saboteurs. All the young men promise, they will soon rebuild, all the good women pronounce, they're not so thrilled. The young men all think, they need their floating club, it is their one hiding place and dear drinking pub. They will laugh and booze and wager all their pay, the hostesses help soothe their troubles away. The good women all think, they should know much better, they may be tempted by some harlot scarlet letter. Next week, all the young men think they'll return to their fun, the good women all wink, knowing it's already, undone.
Silvery stories flicker on a drifting summer cloud, masquerading a true life drama for the gathering crowd. Popcorn sagas solved in just a moment or two, the challenged hero always prevailing on through. But, it's all the stories that are floating here this night, that will tell the most epic tales of life's plight. Broken bones, broken hearts, broken dreams, all come true, none can quit, if they too want to prevail on through. Everyone's story will come down to this moment or two, the whole of a lifetime, summed up, in those choices upon you. Many are popcorn watching, how will it go? so, bloody well put on a damn good show.
The last knight has a can-doer point of view, standing, unyeilding when dark dragon winds brew. He'll stay steadfast to the very bittered end, his life's duty was always to bravely defend. It's been many years, he's a little old, but, believes himself still dashing and bold. No one has told him, it's getting midnight late, that he is a bygone man, quite out of date. His noble eyesight is now so feeble and weak, he cannot truly see that which he once did seek. His last major mighty and daring dragon charge, just poked a hole in some poor passing balloon barge. Tonight will be his last great battle indeed, as he stands atop his mechanical steed. Old steel armour and current lightning have never mixed, but, the point has always been, keep your moral compass fixed.
Fly on by and purchase the truly sublime, some of it, is on sale for only one thin dime. Invest in the beautiful, it's a sure thing, it will always double, or triple, ka-ching. Thrifty collectors should take a perceptive peep, it's their chance to buy the priceless on the cheap. Besides, some of the artists are surly getting old, only a few new paintings left to be on sale sold. So, fly on by, adorn your walls with lovely art, beautifying your life, is truly soul money smart.
The society gathers on this summer day. their hard-work is finished, and they have earned some play. They rally together with good family and friends, to rest weary spirits and make mental amends. To sing, to dance, and laugh out loud, to float above every dark dull cloud. This ceremony of love reminds all of one thing, a deeper understanding such days truly do bring. It's not for the mere survival with all its ugly stife, but, for the better survival in this lovely lovely life.