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Thursday, January 12, 2012

A PARABLE I THOUGHT UP BUT NEVER COULD EXPLAIN

Could there be, he thought one day, perhaps a brand new color? A hue the Earth has never seen? What would it look like, pray? He shut his eyes as hard he could and wipred his mind quite clear, banished the familiar spectrum, searched for what he'd never seen. Long he strove there, summoning... Sign in to see full entry.

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

MY FIRST BOSS - a haiku

Arguing with him? Like practicing long golf drives in a tile bathroom. Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

MY INNER INDIANA JONES

Climbing to the overlook on paths so wellworn that I didn't have to focus on the painted marks on trees that lead you there, I noticed for the first time ever on the margin of the trail a flat and modest cairn of stones that hinted at a branching path. Stepping off the well-blazed trail, I tried a... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, January 9, 2012

DOWNBRINGING UPBRINGING - a haiku

Till I was thirteen, I thought my name was "Shut Up". - Broadway Joe Namath Sign in to see full entry.

Sunday, January 8, 2012

OPEN-MIKE NIGHT AT IRELAND'S 32 PUB

Egos bumping on each other, one by one we take our turns: the gay guy with the curly hair - the girl whose diatribe on men features "fuck" in every line - "The Wearin' 'o' the Green" (too loud) - Monty Python "parrot" gig - earnest tenor singing "Feelings" - son and father's rap routine - not-bad... Sign in to see full entry.

Saturday, January 7, 2012

JUST READING YOUR BUMPER STICKER - haiku

Hey, forget world peace - visualize using your left-turn signal, Jack! Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, January 6, 2012

THREE MEN IN A CAVE

First one in out of the storm was Richie T with Marlin rifle. Second one some minutes later saw Rich and said not a word. Within ten minutes number three - black powder hunter like the second - likewise tried no conversation. All three stood in awkward silence till they could escape again, each one... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, January 5, 2012

PARKWAY EXIT IN WINTER - a haiku

so far so good... slow on this turn... just steady... it's black ice! black... oh shit... Sign in to see full entry.

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

MY E.T. AND MY NIGHTMARES

My Evil Twin must plan my nightmares, know the button he can push to make me wake delighted that the whole thing was a nasty dream. That button's labeled ""Unprepared." Once pushed, it always works the same: the former teacher finds himself without a book or lesson plan before a rowdy class of kids... Sign in to see full entry.

Monday, January 2, 2012

FOUR HUNDRED TWENTY

Four hundred twenty is the magic number that I reached today! That's how many poems I've done since I began two years ago. Back then, just having written twenty, I was sure that I'd run out of things that I could say in verse. Sure they were fun, but that was it! Yet as my wife knows, mouths like... Sign in to see full entry.

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