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Painting Sunflowers: When Alice Grows Up
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Poetry and random thoughts. Sunday, March 17, 2013. When Alice Grows Up. When Alice Grows Up. My dear lovely daughter. I want her to grow up and become better than her father. She's already almost one. Her smile like gravity from the sun. When she grows up. When she grows up. I just want her to be happy,. But if I had to choose. I want reading to be her hustle. And for her to be slinging multisyllabic rock on street corner. I want her vocabulary to be a threat to national security,. And 14 after lunch.
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Painting Sunflowers: December 2011
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Poetry and random thoughts. Friday, December 30, 2011. From the genre I invented called "Pick-up Haiku". Okay, maybe I didn't invent a new genre of poetry, but I like to pretend. The salsa is not. As hot as my striking wife. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Mix Mountain Dew, raw energy, funk, and a dash of everything else and you have me. View my complete profile. The Cause of All Small Hummings. Simple template. Powered by Blogger.
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Painting Sunflowers: May 2011
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Poetry and random thoughts. Monday, May 16, 2011. Below is a poem I wrote for two of my friends who are getting married really soon. Love is creation,. And they are eager artists. Coaxing beauty from cold metal and stones. He grabs a length of the smooth slim silver wire,. The cutters, the pliers,. And he begins shaping. The wire is as strong as she is. It is the frame that holds him up,. She is the clasp that completes their circle. He thinks of ice. Of their first time walking together. I love you.".
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Painting Sunflowers: Revenge Body
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Poetry and random thoughts. Sunday, April 21, 2013. I was talking to some co-workers about this idea of a "revenge body" that is one of the buzzwords always thrown around in Hollywood. I thought it was so weird that the emphasis after a breakup was for a person to spend time developing their "revenge body" instead of assessing what they may or may not have done to make sure the relationship was successful. It's been a month. She looks at the full length mirror. She paints the red lipstick on. The Lies Im...
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Painting Sunflowers: I want to build
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Poetry and random thoughts. Wednesday, January 8, 2014. I want to build. I want to build. I don't want to manage. I want to build. I want to build. Raise the frame up and lay the dry wall. Off white blank canvas. Tell'em to grab spray paint. I want us to paint a movement. Splatter it along the walls. So all of the edges are round, friendly, and fuzzy. The rattle from the can. A sweet marble melodic symphony. Smiling at the rocks the system throws through the windows. I want to step out in the front yard.
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Painting Sunflowers: June 2012
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Poetry and random thoughts. Saturday, June 30, 2012. 6 Impossible Things Before Breakfast (my first poem about Alice). This is my first poem about Alice since she's been born. It's weird, but it took me this long to figure it out in my head. It's cheesy and sappy, but that's okay. That's how she makes me feel. 6 Impossible Things Before Breakfast. Between the face of a gold pocket watch. And the silent ticks of Mother Nature's clock. Between your mother being late for a very important date. Your forked t...
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Painting Sunflowers: March 2013
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Poetry and random thoughts. Sunday, March 17, 2013. When Alice Grows Up. When Alice Grows Up. My dear lovely daughter. I want her to grow up and become better than her father. She's already almost one. Her smile like gravity from the sun. When she grows up. When she grows up. I just want her to be happy,. But if I had to choose. I want reading to be her hustle. And for her to be slinging multisyllabic rock on street corner. I want her vocabulary to be a threat to national security,. And 14 after lunch.
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Painting Sunflowers: October 2011
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Poetry and random thoughts. Monday, October 10, 2011. Peter Pan's Newest Adventure. Another poem inspired by Diane being pregnant. Peter Pan’s Newest Adventure. He steps out of the shower. After his morning baptism. He wipes the condensation from the mirror. With a hand that continues aging. He sees her in the mirror sleeping soundly,. Hands caressing her pregnant belly. He gazes upon his reflection,. Tries shaking away the fog. The clouds of a memory of a place. Wrapped in a dream. Stubble on his face,.
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Painting Sunflowers: February 2012
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Poetry and random thoughts. Saturday, February 25, 2012. One of the slam poems I performed during my first year slamming at Madison. I AM NERD HEAR ME ROAR! Feast upon my sweet delectable geek physique. I am pale,. Clorox bleach hospital sheet white. But imagine how tan you’ll look standing beside me. I might be a four eyed geek. But at least you know that all four eyes will be on you. And I’ll only be wearing contacts. So you and I can make contact. Without my lenses getting all steamy. Your friendly Fr...
