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Appetite For Words: Eat A Sandwich (Villanelle)
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Tuesday, August 14, 2012. Eat A Sandwich (Villanelle). Eat a sandwich at Chick fil a. Tell yourself God’s on your side. Bring up children the Christian way. Life-long member of the NRA. Parade your guns around with pride. Eat a sandwich at Chick fil a. Show support this special day. By all God’s rules we must abide. Bring up children the Christian way. It’s black or white, no shades of gray. Your son's secret, he just can’t hide. Eat a sandwich at Chick fil a. Said he’s going to the range today.
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Appetite For Words: March 2012
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Monday, March 26, 2012. As Seen On TV. I know my teeth aren’t white enough. My laundry’s just not bright enough. My dog has fleas and ticks and worms. My mouthwash isn’t killing germs. My eyelashes are much too thin. My soap is drying out my skin. A simple strip and I won’t snore. One click to find my credit score. More women would look my way. If my hair had just a touch of gray. I should adopt a rescue pet. Am I paying too much for internet? I could enjoy a peaceful slumber. I must get rid of my TV.
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Appetite For Words: August 2012
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Tuesday, August 14, 2012. Beyond the edges of sobriety. Pass a bottle, take a turn. With the dredges of society. Light a fire, watch it burn. No one left who cares. Nothing left to lose. Long since out of prayers. Will soon be out of booze. Trying to dull the hassle. Underneath a blanket heap. Living in a cardboard castle. Numb enough to fall to sleep. Eat A Sandwich (Villanelle). Eat a sandwich at Chick fil a. Tell yourself God’s on your side. Bring up children the Christian way. Appears to be a suicide.
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Appetite For Words: October 2011
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Wednesday, October 19, 2011. You were a baby long ago. What words to use, you didn’t know. All your needs, all your questions. Were all conveyed through your expressions. I could look into your eyes. See joy, contentment or surprise. You didn’t really have a choice,. You were too young to use your voice. Complaints, agreement, interaction. Frustration, envy, satisfaction,. Words you didn’t need to say. Often now get in the way. But now each time I look at you. I really haven’t got a clue. South Londonder...
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Appetite For Words: February 2012
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Tuesday, February 21, 2012. Your Undivided Attention (Villanelle). Has the outcome been decided. Are disagreements so profound. In a country so divided. Once the rhetoric’s subsided. Why can't we find some common ground. Has the outcome been decided. Everything seems so one-sided. When will a compromise be found. In a country so divided. Are the people just misguided. The ship of hope has run aground. Has the outcome been decided. All the tools have been provided. To try and turn this thing around. But I...
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Appetite For Words: May 2011
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Wednesday, May 11, 2011. This time the make-up won’t cover the bruises. Police offer help but she flatly refuses. His drunken behavior she quickly excuses. 8220;mind your own business,” is the phrase that she uses. 8220;This time you were lucky,” the doctors explain. As they stitch up the cuts and remove the blood stain. Then write a prescription to help with the pain. The advice that they give her is only in vain. This time she was fortunate, she got away. To see her cut lips or the blood in her hair.
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Inside Out Poetry: July 2014
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From the inside-out, the inner poet escapes, needing to express. Wednesday, July 30, 2014. Tension ignites the charged atmosphere. As sky oxidizes to gunmetal gray—. Obscuring horizon where clouds meet the range. A deep thrum advances, its levies unclear;. An ominous rumble, a rampant exchange. Observed on the cloud-line a bright ricochet…. Another, then strong scent of sulfur appears;. Closer now, tremors are felt on the ground…. What is this insurgent and vapid display;. 169; Ginny Brannan 2014. Image ...
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Appetite For Words: Photographers of Long Ago (Villanelle)
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Friday, September 7, 2012. Photographers of Long Ago (Villanelle). Through shades of gray from light to dark. Photographers of long ago. In black and white they left their mark. A slice of time, they stopped the clock. And left a record so we’d know. Through shades of gray from light to dark. As fire burns a city block. A captured image through the glow. In black and white they left their mark. The dedication of a park. They document life as we grow. Through shades of gray from light to dark.
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Appetite For Words: December 2011
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Saturday, December 17, 2011. Don’t waste your vote,. You have a voice. This year will be. Don’t tell me. There’s no selection. The shelves are full. The aisles are packed. From floor to ceiling. All tastes the same. What’s that you say. You don’t like cola. You’ll learn to like it. It’s the sweet taste. Wednesday, December 7, 2011. The Invisible People on the Benches. 8220;Can I pet you’re dog? 8221; he blurted out. 8220;He’s a beautiful dog,” he said, “Is he registered? 8220;Yes,” she replied. After she...
