Tag: Personal
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One Christmas Long Ago 🎄
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A Chansonette
Here begins this chansonette. This may be higgledy-piggledy, A verse prone to rejectamenta, A bit of flapdoodle-doo, With lots of squiggle-diggle-ty. I nearly spewed my mawkish tea, While expanding my vocabulary, The word-of-the-day’s speciality, This assignment is now quite ready to go, you see? yet I have mispronounced thee. Please forgive. Most of this piece […]
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MS PGothic
MS PGothic- I think I love you I have got to say When I see you naked On the sheet so bare My heart-rate rushes Oh stop! No, don’t stop. Should I bold you? Highlight you? Underline you? Make you blue? No, there’s something special ‘bout ebony and ivory. I will celebrate life with you […]
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The Factotum’s Procrustean Bed
Years ago, I had purchased an audio lecture course for word nerds via Audible. I quit listening for reasons I don’t remember, but it’s most likely a new semester had begun. Now that I am a certified university graduate, I decided to form a new habit of learning one new word each week in 2022. […]
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Futility
Futile Efforts I am trying to write a poem But not having much luck Fruitless time spent pondering And a lot of time spent wandering Through Webster’s Dictionary Along side Roget’s Thesaurus. This journey leaves me knowing I know nothing much at all. These lines reflect desperation I’m sure this will not pass For many […]
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Ye Ol’ Switcheroo
The Relentless Search For Balance My most recent post of eons ago, I wrote of my journey that began in the early months of 2020 of developing new habits; tasks performed daily in increments of 20 minutes each day. I slapped the tongue-in-cheek title “How I Changed the World,” due to a rousing motivational speech […]
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Quest
Letters float and bubble up, they string on weathered thread, like popcorn strands on Christmas trees. I clutch and nick and chomp and chew, subsequently disintegrate, with painful, funny, contorting moue. Letter float and bubble up, black on white in cytoplasmic fill, they string and coil as DNA that replicate I mush and […]
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Day 364
I am ending day 364 doing what I love: writing for the pure joy of writing. The little ditty below contains 16 names familiar to my childhood. Can you guess what they refer to?* Through the days of my life, I have ascribed to a guiding light, While leading all my children through the edge […]
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