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moments, drip, drip, drip: 8/3/14 - 8/10/14
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Moments, drip, drip, drip. Everything is subject to change. I like to keep things simple, however my processor, the one on top of my shoulders gets easily confused, this is part of my attempts to chronicle my warped thinking. Wednesday, August 6, 2014. What, Who, When? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Yearning on a Dime. What, Who, When? The hardest part of aging is adapting and adjusting to the changes. View my complete profile. Simple template. Template images by luoman.
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moments, drip, drip, drip: 9/9/12 - 9/16/12
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Moments, drip, drip, drip. Everything is subject to change. I like to keep things simple, however my processor, the one on top of my shoulders gets easily confused, this is part of my attempts to chronicle my warped thinking. Saturday, September 15, 2012. My system is once again corrupted, I did it myself, confusing, like stabbing myself in the foot! This piece is from my original Journal Space blog back in the day. Well, how do you suppose this self preoccupied state of being came about? What happens is...
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moments, drip, drip, drip: Too many too's
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Moments, drip, drip, drip. Everything is subject to change. I like to keep things simple, however my processor, the one on top of my shoulders gets easily confused, this is part of my attempts to chronicle my warped thinking. Wednesday, August 6, 2014. What, Who, When? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Yearning on a Dime. What, Who, When? The hardest part of aging is adapting and adjusting to the changes. View my complete profile. Simple template. Template images by luoman.
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word art: June 2010
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It could be better.it could be verse. Friday, June 18, 2010. Rehab, the neighbor girl wears. Flip-flops to cut grass. Friday, June 11, 2010. Screen Will Not Prevent Child From Falling Out Window. Lawmakers cannot leglislate against. Stupidity, nor lack of common sense;. Nor is there balm nor pill to cure us of. The horrid pain of falling out of love. Sunday, June 06, 2010. Confessions of a Non-Confessional Poet. Early on in my late teens I discovered:. C) my best friend wasn't. D) all of the above.
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word art: hyper poem
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It could be better.it could be verse. Thursday, March 18, 2010. New skins for the color blind. But old skins for the fully sighted. Are still mainly blacked and whited. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Old enough to know better. View my complete profile. The well-wrought verse: a poetics. A day in the life.
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word art: White Trash Haiku
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It could be better.it could be verse. Friday, June 18, 2010. Rehab, the neighbor girl wears. Flip-flops to cut grass. Sliding over dew-slick grass. Back to the clinic. June 19, 2010 10:27 PM. June 21, 2010 5:53 AM. July 04, 2010 12:12 PM. Quotidian images. Is she rediscovering the world? November 06, 2010 10:58 AM. November 20, 2010 2:01 AM. Thank you, Dr. Just a slice of life here in Bubba County. November 20, 2010 6:22 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Old enough to know better.
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word art: the well-wrought verse: a poetics
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It could be better.it could be verse. Sunday, March 21, 2010. The well-wrought verse: a poetics. The definition, Horace's;. Splash of words across a page. In shades of passion, awe, or rage. Other times a poem may be. The delicate web of spider's silk. That captures any thought. Unlucky to get trapped. In the muse's orb. A well-wrought verse is. Like a haiku etched in air,. Poet's soul in flight. A poem should not mean. Ink flowing like life's blood. A record of the here. Exist a moment ago.
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word art: October 2010
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It could be better.it could be verse. Sunday, October 31, 2010. Because the Days are Shorter. Beneath October's wild blue yonder,. Bright with traffic light leaves,. The backyard maple begins her slow strip-tease. That confirms what I already knew:. Summer's bags are packed -. She's taking the sol train south. So, I'll put aside my yearning. For ice cream, picnics, boat rides on the lake. And pick up the rake. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Old enough to know better. View my complete profile.
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word art: haikus to my old house
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It could be better.it could be verse. Sunday, April 25, 2010. Haikus to my old house. The bones of old cats sleeping,. Where a tree fell through the roof,. Letting in the rain. Was to distant to be felt;. But I have his name. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Old enough to know better. View my complete profile. Haikus to my old house.
