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Friday, May 21, 2021

THE GROUP MEETS TO TALK IT OVER

I met with the writers as planned (almost) yesterday. To my surprise five of them showed up. I apologized again for making such a total ass of myself - and got a couple hugs, because we've all had both of our Covid shots. One little glitch - I'd assumed the business opens at 9:00, but it doesn't... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, May 20, 2021

A PUNNY THING HAPPENED ON THE WAY TO BLOGIT...

If you don't pay your exorcist.... you can get repossessed. With her marriage, she got a new name... and a dress. You are stuck with your debt if.... you can't budge it. Local Area Network in Australia.... The LAN down under. A boiled egg is.... hard to beat. When you've seen one shopping center....... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, May 19, 2021

FROM MY "COLLEGE DAZE" COLLECTION

DEGREE CANDIDATE History is not for me, the lovely freshman said. Accounting is the world's most trying bore. But art is fun when said and done and I just love to dance around the floor. Nursing's for the other guy. You can send the math train right on by There's no career-girl plan designed for me.... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, May 18, 2021

PRAYERS

your name is all the morning hymn that sings me out of dreams my sleeping skin feels you still here in love's remembered stream your name is all the evening prayer that sinks and soothes me through sweet fire into the dreams I thought were lost you are my heart's desire Sign in to see full entry.

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TODAY'S POEM

WHAT THE DRUMS DO The drums become a sacred part of life when one is touching the earth with bare feet and the day proceeds at its own pace. The drum is the poetry of heartbeats, the distant crash of waterfalls, approaching, encroaching thunder. Would that the drums bring solace and peace to player... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, May 17, 2021

Excerpt from an old poem

Mama’s Contradictory guidance: - Remember this, - pay no attention to that, - don’t be so smart, - act like you’ve got a lick of sense, - education is the key, - why do you always have your nose in a book, - be yourself, - for Pete’s sake why can’t you be more like your sister? Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, May 12, 2021

MONDAY AND TUESDAY IN BEAUTIFUL DOWNTOWN MUNDANE

"Grandma Patch" spent a good deal of time over the past few days with two sons and a couple of the grandkids, going through photo albums from the past. Seeing the photos brought up stories. Once again I learned about scrapes they got into, pranks they pulled that had been carefully hidden from Mom.... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, May 11, 2021

REFLECTIONS ON LONG AGO - A POEM FROM THE FILE

TRIGGER My piano he traded for a semi-automatic.45 caliber pistol. As they hauled the upright out the door I wept internally, not allowed so much as a pout of protest. But the.45 came in handy a year and three months later when the time came to assert myself. plh 6-15-2017 Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, May 10, 2021

From the Poetry File

April The frogs return and sing again, it is the time of love no matter that the snow was here a week ago or that storms are on their way. They float mesmerized, conjoined, spinning life out of the moment, never imagining forever after or a palace fit for a queen. A princess could do worse than kiss... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, May 9, 2021

MOTHER'S DAY WEEKEND

My daughter arrived from Florida on Friday, my two sons came over in the evening. We've all had both our Covid shots, and so were able to share hugs, and sit around the dining table catching up without having to wear our masks. On Saturday we went to a restaurant and sat inside, ordered a meal - the... Sign in to see full entry.

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