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Thursday, February 13, 2014

A SILENT MESSAGE TO THE GIRL OVER THERE WHO JUST UNCROSSED HER LOVELY LEGS

If you caught me staring at you - looking just a bit too long - I silently apologize, but please don't take your things and move. Sweet girl, I'm really not a lecher, just a man who can't undo the precious gender circuitry that's charged my life for eighty years. The fact is, you need have no fear.... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, September 9, 2013

TO ALL THE LOVELY WOMEN I HAVE KNOWN

Lovely women I have known, let me cut right to the chase - if you had known what I was thinking, you just might have slapped my face! I say this as an old man must, never meant it as a pass, but there's no off-switch on my set, no filter I can fine-adjust. It deals in raw unprocessed traffic, can't... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, September 7, 2013

Thanks for your visits, fellow Blogitvillains!

You know I try to write about any old thing, but even so, I'm fresh out of ideas just now, so I'm going to drop out a while and, I hope, re-charge my batteries. I want to do Blogit right. To me that means reading everyone's poems and comments and then replying with something that doesn't sound... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, September 6, 2013

AND DON'T TRUST ME WITH POINTY OBJECTS, EITHER

The woman foreman, pony tail beneath her hardhat, waved for me to go on by, and then went on directing drivers of the massive yellow monsters snorting diesel smoke and fumes and cutting out an access road back there in Jersey's northern woods. "Just out hiking, " I explained. In fact, I didn't go... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, September 5, 2013

SCYLLA AND CHARYBDIS - Signed on with Ulysses, Part 5

Ullysses steered into the strait, the lair of Scylla and Charybdis. "Flank speed ahead's the only way! Sing and pull! Pull and sing! Don't once look back across your shoulder! The Cyclops couldn't finish us, nor could the Trojan warriors! Do this right, and we'll get through!" The wild wind blew his... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, September 4, 2013

THE ISLAND OF THE SIRENS - Signed on with Ulysses, part 6

the saltgray ribs of broken ships rose through the fog as we drew near. Closer seen, the beach revealed some broken oars and rags of sail, the stove-in bows and painted eyes of new war galleys, decks awash. And in the surf there rocked from on side to the other skulls and worse. "Mother of God! What... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, September 3, 2013

Signed on with Ulysses, Episode 8 - ALMOST THERE

Wars are meant to do one thing, and we had done it passing well. With Troy behind us, time had come to prove we Greeks had not forgotten all the gentle arts of peace. In need of water and directions, our Ulysses bade us cull the ship for gifts that he could bring on visit to Aeolia, a place of... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, September 2, 2013

BEFORE STANDING, AN OLD MAN CONSULTS HIS BODY

The first thing is, make up your mind that getting up is what you want. Alert the knee and warn the back. Once you have all three on board, check to see that no one's watching. Ready now? You make your move! Holy...! wait... I think I got it... There, I'm up!... Now, you were saying? Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, September 1, 2013

WHEN KAYAKERS DAYDREAM

A war canoe of Iroquois suddenly appeared from around the bend. "Indians! Oh, save me, Black Powder Bill!" cried Cindy Lou. He snatched up his rifle, coolly aimed and fired, shattering four of their paddles with a single rifle ball. "That should slow them down a bit," he laughed, and dug for shore... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, August 31, 2013

TIME ON MY HANDS

I study my left hand these days. What I see are x-ray sticks kept warm and supple for a while by a kind of left hand glove of living flesh and cartilege, a left glove that I almost lost the day I almost died this year. I've never been as close to death as I was then. As I am now. This tells me... Sign in to see full entry.

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