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Myspace Layouts MY FIRST LOVES ARE MY BELOVED AND STILL BEAUTIFUL WIFE NANCY ALONG WITH OUR THREE CHILDREN AND ELEVEN GRANDCHILDREN, AND THEN POETRY MARRIED WITH SKETCHING, AND THEN SCULPTURE, FOLLOWED BY OIL PAINTING NOW AND THEN WHEN THE MOOD STRIKES. THESE ARE THINGS ALONG WITH LOVE THAT MAKES LIFE WORTH LIVING. MY ART IS NOT FOR SALE, AS OUR RETIREMENT INCOME IS SUFFICIENT FOR OUR NEEDS, BUT I'LL GO ON WITHIN MY NEEDS OF THE ARTS, FOR THAT IS MY DREAM UPON THE WAY TO INFINITIES DESTINATION OF NO RETURN, FOR LIFE IS AN ONGOING ADVENTURE WITH AN END THAT WE MUST ADDRESS AS YOUTH GROWS DIM WITHIN THE WHIMS OF FORSIGHT CLICK ON EACH OF THE FOLLOWING RED BAR LINKS TO SEE WALT'S ONE OF A KIND CREATIVE CLAY SCULPTURES

We spent our working time within the aerospace industry and sent our children to christian schools with 'ner an assist for paying our bills ever. Married for over FIFTY enduring years and life has been very sweet for us. We are proud of all of our beloved children; The eldest, Donna Aldrich and mother of five and a registered nurse. Our son Douglas Larsen, computer technical writer and artist, and the youngest, our daughter Pamela Dirksen who also has an RN. We have eleven grandchildren that make us extremely proud, and we live in what we perceive as close to paradise, an island in the sun with pure air above the high hot desert floor of California like as seen as a shangri la to us and many others who live it. There is a wonderful Brite lake that we use for boating and picknicking, and so life for us is very good indeed. We go to Bakersfield and Lancaster for our stocking up on supplies. We love to eat out once in a while and are vegetarians. We have a wonderful place up on a hill to worship, and it is the Tehachapi Seventh Day Adventist Church, a very loving and caring environment, somewhere where there are blessings to receive, and so much more than in large liberal churches. In fact we have built a brand new house of worship right next to the old church, and what a beauty it is and will be opening for worship on April 18 2009. There is lots of room to walk along the trails up near the mountains or we can go to the Tehachapi Mountain Park to enjoy the trees and nature up near 7,000 feet of elevation. This is an awesome place to be in California. To prove my point, there are many celebrities that live or have near here at Bear Valley Springs, just about eight miles up the road. The late JACK PALANCE of Stallion Springs, the late NOAH BEERY, the late CHUCK CONNORS, the late commedienne GILDA RADNER, and DEBBIE REYNOLDS has a business in Old Town Tehachapi. We just read the local news and learned that actor Leslie nielsen drives up from Hollywood now and then to see his old friend that is a famous Hollywood Music Director on the top of a hill in Sand Canyon.

My latest oil painting of an endangered species

WILDERNESS POET AND HIS ART

FOR ABOUT TEN YEARS I WAS A MOTORCYCLE BUFF, USING THE WHEELS TO GO TO WORK AND FOR PURE FLYING PLEASURE. WE ALSO HAD A 19 foot POWERBOAT AND MADE RUNS TO QUAINT SANTA CATALINA ISLAND FROM TIME TO TIME. MY FIRST BIKE WAS A HONDA SUPER HAWK 305, AND THEN REPLACED WITH A BRAND NEW YAMAHA 650. IT WAS FUN TO GO ON THE RUN AND ENJOY THE AWESOME POWER AND THE SPEED, FOR IT WAS TO ME AS AN EXTRA PAIR OF LEGS. I USED MOTORCYCLES FOR ABOUT TEN YEARS, AND THERE WERE A FEW TIMES OLD CRANKY MEN TRIED TO RUN ME OFF THE ROAD. I WOULD LOVE TO BUY A NEW HARLEY BUT MY WIFE THINKS I'M TOO OLD TO HIT THE ROAD AGAIN AS THE MEMORIES STILL LINGER. By the way here is a photo fantasy of a car I saw the other day at the Tehachapi Auto and Rod show. A 1951 Mercury showstopper. It is the ultimate in what I wanted as a young man to show off my young and BEAUTIFUL wife. 'n WOWEE, and what a fantasy it still is within the portals of my old mind.

CLICK ON THE RED BUTTON to see Walt's miniature SCULPTURES, using the "lost wax process" of casting.

My auld highschool almamater is SAN PASQUAL ACADEMY NEAR ESCONDIDO CALIFORNIA.
The evening breeze agrees as if it wafts through the Eucalyptus trees for always of a deep green valley fringed with desert tumbleweed and brush of a long ago where memories continue to go, and the years evaporatewithin the mists of time, and my wish would be to see them once again where recall reignssupreme within my dreams as if it ever will; and alas, people never stay the same, as I think of some of their names. More than a few are dead and gone on into the Great Beyond; like my cousin Ken Stringer, classmate Bill Wyatt, and an auld girlfriend named Sharon Sandwick, senior classmates Bernice Hardy and Marva Dorchuck. Sweet Nellie Messicar, Gary Woods, 'ol Kenny Faust, Gloria McDonnell, Harriet Cain, Norma Eldridge, Bob Burkhardt, Billy Carty, Zane Kime, Victor Knolty and Richard Perez and others; schoolmates whom, belong unto the ages past, as there was a time that will nought exist again, it's just a twisted wish within the mists, and a place before that we can't go back to anymore as it was before the grand metamorphosis of unenduring years. Like unto a immortal time capsule, the green valley has a sheltering eucalyptus grove, so blessed by the "NAZARENE," and where we have gathered for years to seek the past and to rehash old times, and it still appears today the same unto mortals we, even though it was sold and young San Diego county offenders share a piece of school place history. There is a coming REUNION at the old school grove on june 22, 2009. We are considering going next year even though it is a four hour drive from Tehachapi. WCL All Rights Reserved:

THE REASON I USE FAMOUS PEOPLE FOR MY DRAWINGS, IS BECAUSE THEY MAY BE RECOGNIZED, AND THAT IS WHAT I STRIVE FOR AS I TRY TO IMPROVE ON WHAT GOD HAS GIVEN ME, THE TALENT OF DRAWING BEING DEVELOPED AND USED ALONG WITH THE POETRY I CREATE FROM THE GIFTS SO MYSTERIOUSLY GIVEN

CLICK UPON THE "SUPERSTITION MOUNTAIN IMAGE" ABOVE to see for yourself how the WILDERNESS POET DEVELOPS HIS UNIQUE DRAWINGS.

THIRTEEN RED KEY LINKS TO WALT'S OIL PAINTINGS, SHORT STORIES, MY SPECIAL AUTOMOBILES, US ARMY WHITECOAT NAMES AND MY FAMILY 'n THE TERRIBLE TOBACCO ROAD. lAST LINK IS MY GENEOLOGY

See the special automobiles that I have owned down through the years, CLICK on the NINTH red bar link to view.

I drew the MARLBORO MAN whom we all saw upon billboards during the eighties and nineties. The tobacco companies don't want us to know that he died in 1992 of lung cancer, and also his replacement died of cancer later.

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LIGHT PRISMS "I am nought a thing of importance," I perceive even though I believe within tomorrows, as the clean crushed pillow that I lay my aged head upon, consumns the wrinkled flesh of my weathered features, as if logic and reason escape me for awhile, as the opaque inky soup like slight of hand of night consumns me into a time of my youth, as the absence of textured amidextrous light, and dreamlike beams of multifaceted quietescence within essence brings insightful tokens of conflicting emotions, consumning me upon the road of no return, as I turn unto my sweet bird of youth within my poets sleep. Then as if inept, I keep my nightly quest for meaning, as if she is beckoning before my awakening; and she is the "gift" from the One above, and I am to piece together the undecipherable decibles of nightly phantom visions within light prisms meaning. And whom will listen in to my nightly revelations as told by one that needs interpretation, for I am just a "connection" to noble gifts from the universe of GOD above to be instilled within HIS noble will. WCL. All Rights Reserved:

NEW YORK MAYOR AND PRESIDENTIAL CONTENDER, RUDOLPH GIULIANI. He would be the one I would vote for if his right to life views were the same as mine.

We spent our time in the aerospace game supporting the family. It wasn't exactly what I wanted to do but we made a good living and always paid our bills on time. I should have finished college and received a degree to achieve more, but alas I didn't, and so I won't complain. I am proud about some of the airplanes that I was associated with. The B-58 Hustler nuclear bomber, The T-38 Northrop Talon fighter interceptor. The L-1011 Tri Star Jetliner. The U2 TR-1 reconnaisance spy plane. The SR-71 Spyplane that was and still is the very fastest airplane in the world bar none, flying more than 2,000 miles an hour at it's best. I helped build the first two F-22 Advanced Tactical Fighters that won the flyoff with the Northrop Corporation and their own F-23 interceptor way back in 1989, and the F-22 is the greatest and most advanced US interceptor at the present time and for the near future. I spent a year and a half on the B-2 Flying Wing Bomber, and visualized it long before it was shown to the public. These were the positives in a lifetime of earning honest wages.WCL

CLICK ON TO THE animated computer below to nit pick the "WIT" and "ZIT" of THE WILDERNESS POET

Profession or trade, and we are truly all the same except within the "elevated" kind of mind, or of course of one's of low self esteem that I've seen and known. The world turns it's sodden face in shame, as I think of some names, and I was born free but poor at last along with those born of class that doesn't seem to last, for It's a decadent, cruel and somewhat decent kind of place that we have to face from day to day, and I've been around for quite awhile you see, and I've seen some die one by two and more within the who's whom of the obituary, and I've become kind of contrarily accustomned unto the fact that there is no "differance" between you and I within the mighty will of a universe of mortal artifacts, for are we nought all the same as we come unto the end of this earthly road, as if no more than a simple toad. Ponder long and I think that you may agree with me, or alas you may keep dreaming on of how you are better than simple me? Walt Christian Larsen "WILDERNESS POET" All Rights Reserved:>

Singer KENNY ROGERS; the King of Country Blues

MINUTE MINISCULES OF THOSE SUPPOSED: I wished each one to stay the course; a friend until the very end, with decisions, revisions and visions of grandeur, and to endure we must, as we choose those different paths so carefully planned throughout the jungles of latent wished for opportunities, as is travelled, unravelled, those miniscule themes of dreams, and what does it mean within quaint miniseries clear on down until today? And of those fallen leaves of silvered gold within the frailty of fall, becalms the very wonder of it all. I hear it's been more than forty years and I fear the children we, are gone and on, as if the funeral dirge must emerge too soon, and it's speckled bits within leftovers too, are but wishful shafts of glinted light, emerging through and left behind within the mindset of that eternal flame that I can name of make believe. Walt Christian Larsen "Wilderness Poet"

Singer Actor PATRICK BOONE; A most wonderful person, that lives for JESUS. Now, please CLICK upon this image to read of my Seventh Day Adventist beliefs?",

AMELIA EARHARDT receiving the keys to her brand new aeroplane VEGA at Burbank Airport 1932. I drew this one just two days ago, quite a lot of time spent with the details.

I wrote this poem for my beloved wife. It's called, "A DREAM IT SEEMED: The mystic light of the silvered Moon consumned, and it seems~~~~ that I lived within a dream, as not aimlessly finding my way; endlessly, relentlessly, seeking a soul that was right for a poor fool such as I. And but for awhile I felt as though a loser would, as if not believing that I could; to embrace that impossible wish, that was within one dreamers head, and for such a long time instead. Then~~~~~~ one night you appeared as if by immortal magic does, and to become my love indeed, and the beauty without was even more with your warmth from within, as you became so much more than my thrilling sin, my beloved Dove, sent from the realms of Heaven above, and with enduring~~~~~ love. Walt Christian Larsen All Rights Reserved:

THE UNPRETENTIOUS PERSONALITY FROM TENNESSEE, MISS DOLLY PARTON, A SWEET FACE AND WESTERN SINGING SENSATION

THE CREEK RUNS DEEPSometimes I know the flow of crafted words, that can make one pause to weep like sheep, when the shepherd does so leave the flock, and I also know that where poets go, the creek runs deep with something finite that seeps~~~~~~~ into and across the crevasses among the rocks, ever moving, sifting and shifting so, those everflowing words of exquisite meter told, those minute bits, the flakes of gleaming gold from the greatest mother lode of crafted utterances, the deliverances among the fallen leaves of creativities, so borne along with obscure sandlike bits of wished for metaphor, spawning~~~~~~~ the sweetest songs, as if the long necked Swan upon the moonlit lake, and so relying upon the creek that runs so ever deep. WCL All Rights Reserved:

Walt Larsen served within the US military for two years, and was stationed at Frederick, Maryland as a US Army Whitecoat "human guineapig" CLICK below on the "JEEP LINK" to the Whitecoat pages. The first "Jeep" is for the living, the second white clay sculpture of "YOURS TRULY by myself the sculptor, is the ONE to click on for the Whitecoat US Army SDA deceased.

CLICK on the sculpture below to view Walt's "5 GATES OF POETRY"

My latest white clay sculpture of one of our greatest presidents of the USA, RONALD REAGAN Now "CLICK" on the IMAGE to bring up some of my Poetic Awards, and SEE MY NEW BOOK COVER; the latest book of poetry - "FIVE GATES"

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BEAUTY IS It's a game that women play with shadowed bits of dust and lipstick that sticks to lips so red. Just remember before it's too late; that true beauty lies unseen within and behind the facade of pleasing skin. I think you know, or I know someone told me so, but there's nothing wrong with well formed flesh, it is my guess. So it's up to you of what to do, as you gaze into eyes that might hypnotize like some I've known with well curled lash that doesn't last. Don't be a fool and break the golden rule as some must do as hearts become entuned too soon 'neath a silvered Moon. Sift and sort with all sorts of girls before you choose and just might lose. Just take your time, and when the time is right you'll will find someone nice within your land of Shagri La of seeking sugar and spice, for true beauty lies within, and it's a sin to jump right in too soon. I was the lucky one that waited until the right one came into view, and I know it was a miracle from GOD. WCL All Rights Reserved:

BOOKS The ancient text cloth bound volumns, takes up space within my bookcase, as I wonder of their handlers? One reads eighteen sixty two, as I ponder whom turned the pages down throughout the ages? I love to read, as I need to travel and unravel, but I dare Nought turn those aged pages, inclined with wear and care, the one's that stare out at me as if to say, "please read me?"

FINGER DANCING Dancing nimble fingers that must linger upon computer keys, can sometimes evaporate the years and warm the heart with reflective terms of endearment. Lost within a far gone past, and returning to those misty days of yesteryear, as seem to see a pretty face again with auld recall, and so masking things that now are real, that are felt with touch of fingertips with lips grown old, and oh, I love those old memories down by the Sea Of Tranquility.

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