HOW WE MET GIRLS IN THE 60'S #2 - Checkout Counter (so to speak)
Put some guitar picks in the change you're counting out. She'll notice. Trust me. Yes, another haiku. Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, November 11, 2011
Thursday, November 10, 2011
A PLEA TO BOTH SIDES FOR CIVIL DISCOURSE
"Set a watch, O Lord, before my mouth and a door round about my lips that my heart be not inclined to evil words nor seek excuse in sin." - an old monastic prayer before breaking daylong silence Don't speak unless you can improve the silence. - Anonymous Commentators, politicians, bite your tongues... Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
THE POETRY IS THERE ALREADY!
Some words are poems in themselves, rich, inviting meditation if we listen as we speak. "Breakfast" is a case in point. We're no monks or diet freaks, yet we break a fast each morning. What gets "vacated" on vacation? Some might say our well-used house, others say our workday days. DO we "re-create"... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, November 7, 2011
THE SIREN SONG OF THE MIDNIGHT BINGE - a haiku
"Just this once won't hurt..." That's a scary part of town. Don't go there at night. Sign in to see full entry.
THE SIREN SONG OF THE MIDNIGHT BINGE
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Sunday, November 6, 2011
THIS BLOGIT POET
Okay, computer, let me see who's nibbled at my last night's post. I've done better, but I dickered with this one for long enough. The time has come to turn it out: "Go, little poem, try your wings outside the hothouse of my brain where I know what I MEANT to say." Did the spark of what I felt kindle... Sign in to see full entry.
DUH
I drove to work; no one was there - then truth occurred to me. Resigned, I shrugged and settled back, rolled down the window just a crack, and finally set my wristwatch back. - a re-post from this time last year Sign in to see full entry.
Friday, November 4, 2011
Blanche Rothstein took herself off dialysis over a month ago.
Gracious as ever, she passed away quietly at Calvary Hospital in the Bronx today at the age of 92. She was a special friend. Showbiz to the core, she steered me through my twenty years of acting in local theater - not always patiently - and taught me to love the game. When she wasn't making life... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, November 3, 2011
ARTIFACT
The hands that built this old stone wall so far back in the woods knew how to work and care for horses. They never held a cell phone, drove a car or flipped a light switch. They voted for a president we've only read about in books. No trees here are timber-size; they're a younger growth than that.... Sign in to see full entry.
Wednesday, November 2, 2011
PUPPY, CAT, AND LASER DOT
"Wow! Check the moves on that red thing! I almost had him that time, but that rascal, he just slipped away! I'll get him now, I bet! Just watch!" That little dog just sprang and wrestled, growled and cartwheeled on the rug. He had his fun, I had mine. Meanwhile, the cat regarded all with oh so... Sign in to see full entry.