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Proverbially speaking | A Life I Used To Live
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A Life I Used To Live. About me. Mostly. I Staid →. July 7, 2016. What if I don’t want the bird in my hand, nor the two in my bush? People in glass houses should invest in curtains. Payday makes the heart grow fonder. Hell hath no fury like a woman. It’s better to have loved and lost, than never to have lusted after a love. In my experience, the early bird usually gets the sausage. And haste makes a big mess of destiny. One thought on “ Proverbially speaking. July 8, 2016 at 6:58 am. I Staid →.
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girlwithaPOV | A Life I Used To Live
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A Life I Used To Live. About me. Mostly. August 16, 2016. I thought I wanted to crawl into the cave inside you. Curl up and live forever. Bathed in all your dark spaces. Like a blanket of night. And of stars, where I detected small pockets of light. Instead I died,. Standing in the pitch dark corner,. Like an incorrigible child,. Because you never asked me to lie down. July 7, 2016. What if I don’t want the bird in my hand, nor the two in my bush? People in glass houses should invest in curtains. But I c...
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A Life I Used To Live | So when the world knocks at your front door, clutch the knob and open on up, running forward into its widespread greeting arms with your hands before you, fingertips trembling though they may be. Anis Mojgani | Page 2
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A Life I Used To Live. About me. Mostly. Newer posts →. Bukowski’s Letter To A Friend Who Convinced Him To Write Full Time. August 13, 2014. August 12, 1986. You know my old saying, Slavery was never abolished, it was only extended to include all the colors. As a young man I could not believe that people could give their lives over to those conditions. As an old man, I still can’t believe it. What do they do it for? An automobile on monthly payments? I put in 35 years. I don’t know what to do. They never...
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A Life I Used To Live
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A Life I Used To Live. About me. Mostly. Proverbially speaking →. July 7, 2016. With only ideas,. The pleasure of the present. The comfort of the past. To sort out the lessons. Cloistered on a mountain. And a big cup of tea. And the solace of a notebook. Or wandering the streets. Or Buenos Aires,. One in a jillion,. It’s that thief named Time. The bliss of solitude,. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:. Send to Email Address.
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Dumb Luck | A Life I Used To Live
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A Life I Used To Live. About me. Mostly. Elegy or It’s wonderful, I dream of you. Next Post →. July 7, 2016. The best laid plans. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out. Notify me of new comments via email. Next Post →.
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I Staid | A Life I Used To Live
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A Life I Used To Live. About me. Mostly. August 16, 2016. I thought I wanted to crawl into the cave inside you. Curl up and live forever. Bathed in all your dark spaces. Like a blanket of night. And of stars, where I detected small pockets of light. Instead I died,. Standing in the pitch dark corner,. Like an incorrigible child,. Because you never asked me to lie down. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:. Send to Email Address.
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The Living Dead | Cowgirl Sushi Blog
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An Eclectic Rodeo of Reading, Writing, and Whatever the Hell I Want. Living dead girl from poster for classic film, “Night of the Living Dead.”. Well, here I am back from the realms of the living dead. I walk, talk, laugh and otherwise appear normal, but I’m not really living when I’m not writing. When you are the living dead, appearing normal to the world, life takes on a routine drudgery while inside somewhere, someone is screaming to get back to the real work, the writing. Jun 14, 2014. There is alway...
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Raspberry Sherbet: Reflections
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Life's not a paragraph And death i think is no parenthesis" -e.e.cummings. Friday, August 19, 2011. Next, I'd like to put a shameless little plug in for myself. A while back I submitted some poetry to my friend's poetry blog and then didn't realize he published my work! Just the other day I noticed finally and so I'd like to share the link here. Infloressence. Under Poetry to Consider. And still, I have no idea where I'm headed or how I'll get there. Recently, I started horseback riding. Again, slowly an...
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the kitchen drawer: Kodachrome, the waning Harvest Moon
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Every kitchen has a drawer that collects the pieces of our lives that don't quite fit. Friday, September 12, 2014. Kodachrome, the waning Harvest Moon. Fifty digital photos and I am still looking for the perfect capture of sea and tide. The Buddhist is perched above me on this coastal rock, his face buried in a book. He looks up at me and smiles, unaware of my inner frustration. The waves form a pattern and I wait for the moment to hit that little round button on my new ever so clever. I found a Brownie ...