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Bryant Gumbel 2000    Mac Jackson's Statistical Results 2016    People Magazine 2000    NY Times 2000    Mac Jackson came out last year with statistical proofs showing the unconscious characteristics of Henry Livingston are consistent with the poet of "Night Before Christmas." Moore's characteristics are statistically not a match. Mac's conclusion: Livingston, not Moore, wrote the poem.

Contribute songs, videos, poems, anecdotes, pictures, anything at all that commemorates New York City, the life there both good and bad, high and low brow, the previous attacks (Such as Osama Step Right Up and Kiss My Rosy Irish Arse [composed by one of the firemen of 9/11]). We did it for the country music festival in Vegas. Let's do it for New York, New York. I started it out with Sinatra for a source URL. Please add your own contributions.

~Young Goodman Brown~ I have yet to hear a finer reading of Hawthorne's classic story than this version recorded by Basil Rathbone. It is moody, chilling, insightful and masterfully dramatic as Rathbone imparts his unique style to each of the voiced characters. Here you will find the essence of true horror. Not the blood and guts of a slasher movie. Nor the melodrama of Vampires and Werewolves. But the real horror that lies in the corruption of sin in the human heart. Listen - and then pray for the coming of the dawn... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SPhQCJ6waLI

This is, essentially, a Kindle graphic novel - a comic book if you will - of 14 poems of love and beautiful women by Henry Livingston (1748-1828), the author of "Night Before Christmas," illustrated with 174 antique postcards. FREE for the remainder of today, 15 Oct 2017.

The Kindle edition of "Thrice Happy Poetry" will be free for one day - 15 Oct 2017 - starting about 3am E.S.T. 14 poems, mostly love and beautiful women, by Henry Livingston, author of Night Before Christmas, illustrated with 174 vintage postcards. Think a comic book of poetry.

An area covered in still water The smell of stagnation will overwhelm Even the strongest of sweet fragrances Diversity of life easy to see It is a swamp its denizens harmful to all life save for native residents Its water riddled with bacteria Its bottom - vile, sticky trapping the lax Various denizens like mosquitoes and snakes will create disease, suffering that will spread to locales very distant unless decisive action is taken to check the contagion of the swamp Pesticides will control it for a short time But disease will very quickly return Teeming diversity hides great evil of...

Military and love poetry from Major Bradley Van Deusen (1905-1952), Major Henry Livingston's fourth great grandson.

For 24 hours from when the promotion went live, everyone can download my 450 page, heavily illustrated book, "Henry Livingston, Jr., The Poet You Always Loved" for FREE! So glad it worked.

The Kindle book I wrote last year about the life of Henry Livingston, Jr., identified by multiple scholars as the actual author of "Night Before Christmas", is available for free on Amazon for 24 hours starting 26 Sep 2017.

STATESVILLE, N.C. (WBTV) – Two men were arrested in Iredell County Tuesday after police say one of them shot at passing vehicles while the two were burning a lawnmower and car in their front yard. Deputies were called to a home on the 800 block of Blackwelder Road after someone reported shots being fired at passing motorists. Once on scene, law enforcement found 30-year-old Bobby Lee Messer Jr. and 62-year-old Jimmy Carson Messer in the yard drinking beer. According to the report, the duo was watching a lawnmower and vehicle “fully engulfed in flames burn.” Bobby Messer, they said, admitted...

HELLO MUDDAH (A LETTER FROM CAMP PRADA)Tune: “Hello Muddah, Hello Faddah” (A Letter from Camp Granada)Hello Muddah, it’s your “daughtah” That you sent here to Camp Prada; Camp is very entertaining, But they say we’ll have to undergo retraining. I went hiking with Joe Cooley, Only now Joe goes by “Julie”; You remember Leonard Skinner-- He’s now “Lena,” and they took his fidget spinner. All the counselors hate my gender, Say I just need to surrender; So they coach us to be sissies, And they say we must sit down when we go piss, please. Every morning we play soccer,...

A crashing bore, there is no more There’s social media, fakebook whores The freak is king, the shriek our gospel Post and share, we drink from the bottle And everyone thinks they’re Aristotle You can find the answer in every verse A big thumbs up for all, paint the fools curse A soulless woman, a little man Typing fury, angst filled also ran Transgendered 4 year olds, makes mother of the year Muslims plotting our death, is not what it appears But there’s movie stars birthdays, the death of another Silicon and celluloid, our heroes, big brother The screen screams...

im·pre·cate ˈimprəˌkāt/ verb; archaic verb: imprecate; 3rd person present: imprecates; past tense: imprecated; past participle: imprecated; gerund or present participle: imprecating utter (a curse) or invoke (evil) against someone or something. Origin early 17th century: from Latin imprecat- ‘invoked,’ from the verb imprecari . I'm BACK! Had a rather serious MOTORCYCLE ACCIDENT on July 4th and haven't been up to my old self for the last three weeks, but am feeling much better now. Road Rash on both arms, left shoulder and left leg, mostly healed but still tender. Bruised ribs and hip, fractured shoulder blade still bothers me enough...

At birth we boarded the train and met our parents, and we believe they will always travel on our side. However, at some station our parents will step down from the train, leaving us on this journey alone. As time goes by, other people will board the train; and they will be significant i.e our siblings, friends, children, and even the love of your life. Many will step down and leave a permanent vacuum. Others will go so unnoticed that we don't realize they vacated their seats. This train ride will be full of joy, sorrow, fantasy, expectations, hellos, goodbyes,...

To all our American readers, a happy Independence Day! This much requested essay is taken from Mark's book A Song For The Season: In 1893, a Massachusetts professor called Katharine Lee Bates was giving a series of summer lectures on English literature at Colorado College, in Colorado Springs. "One day," she recalled, "some of the other teachers and I decided to go on a trip to 14,000-foot Pikes Peak. We hired a prairie wagon. Near the top we had to leave the wagon and go the rest of the way on mules. I was very tired. But when I saw...

Welcome To.... 'Amy's Place' welcomes all poets and those who enjoy poetry.'Amy's Place' is more than just about poetry.Come in, relax, and share with fellow FReepersyour thoughts about any of the things on the *Menu*. Enjoy! :) Never Forget! Bad Penny Amy's personal guardian ~ the ever charming, lovable, huggable, LouieWolf Many thanks for stopping by. : )

Anyone remember this episode from the Andy Griffith Show? The Dillards and Maggie Peterson performing 'There is a Time'. There is a Time

A PIVOTAL DAY "Get the radio on. Kennedy's been shot!" I’d phoned my mother. We still hoped not the worst would be true. After all the years since then I can still recall what she replied to me and the way she said it that long ago autumn day. It still stands out like yesterday in my mind and others all say the same, I find. "Someone shot Kennedy,” a friend had said. We soon learned it was in the head! It was immediately after that, we all turned our radios on and sat down for the breaking news that...

A Tribute and thanks to those who have heeded the call and especially to those who paid for our freedom by the giving of their the last full measure of devotion. "Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends." John 15:13