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Terrible Poetry Contest (week 4)

December 6, 2018

From Chelsea Owens it’s the weekly Terrible Poetry Contest. You can join in the fun and read the full instructions here. Please do!

This week:
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The topic is That Object That Always Breaks in Your House. In It’s a Wonderful Life, George Bailey keeps pulling off that darn banister knob. Chez moi, it’s a heat register originally glued under my kitchen island counter. Maybe yours is a loose bit of carpet or a lightbulb that burns out within a week.

What’s the limit? Word count needs to be between 3 and 153 words. In mathematics terms, that means 3<P<153.

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O! Radio! (153 words)

The radio’s antenna is bad.
When it first broke: “Oh, egad!”
I fixed it with glue,
what else could I do?
Huh?

My head: stuffed like the brick. Oh, antenna, desist.

With frustration I pace, “Ah,” I to frustration. “Why do I tarry? Why not I make merry?”

Dash the radio. (Mary?) Hosanna! From where? From my despair do I dare to pose such a posing question?

Remove your madding thoughts. Becalm like the bluebird.

Explain, voice, my choice. Will my radio play? Will my hips again sway?

I wait sans answer.

The faucet drips leathery through my vino-filled veins. The antennaless radio’s static-buzz, like the vivific current of the vacant velvety Vermillion river vaguely venturing via Verndale home to Victoria.

(plop . . .) Oh Mary, forsake me not.

(buzz . . .) Yet I stand

(plop . . . ) like the deerskin covering the thorny tree,

(buzz . . .) forsaken.

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Terrible Poetry

November 28, 2018

Chelsea Owens is a talented writer who blogs over here and I just discovered that she recently started a weekly Terrible Poetry Contest and that sounds like it’s too much fun to pass up. If you want to read about the terrible poems or the contest then just go here.

This week’s form is haiku and the topic is falling snow.

I’m watchin’ snow fall.
Snow is rain, but frozen, yup –
and it really sucks.

And here’s a bonus haiku joke or joke haiku (or joiku?)

Hope the snow keeps up.
Really? Why would you want that?
Then it won’t come down!

And here’s a good poem, not a haiku, but that’s ok. It’s got not only snow, but a snowman.

 

 

What’s that sound?

July 2, 2018

What’s that sound, is someone singing?

The 2018 baseball season is just about half over and it looks like the Minnesota Twins chances of seeing any postseason play are all over.

On the plus side, right now we’re in 2nd place in the American League Central division which makes being among the 10 worst teams in Major League Baseball a little easier to ignore.

On the negative side, we’re reminded (once again) that professional baseball in Minnesota is little more than a joke and that success on the field is left to luck.

On the positive side, maybe now someone, somewhere, will realize that 2017 was an aberration and that trusting Paul Molitor to manage a professional baseball team was a mistake.

On the negative side, there’s always 2019.

Now what’s that sound?

fatlady

Making Black Bean Burgers

May 14, 2018

You know that feeling when you’re making Black Bean Burgers and you have the beans rinsed and drained and you have the onions and red pepper chopped and you have the ketchup and all the spices measured out and you have the pinch of cayenne pepper set aside in it’s honored place as “Final Ingredient and you go to add the oatmeal and . . .

and . . .

and . . .

Oops

Oops!

and the next thing you know you’re looking at the floor and saying, “Oops”?

I have that feeling right now.

It’s a little frustrating because I was looking forward to the BB burgers and this would have been two dinners and two lunches but I guess it is what it is, right? This is a good time to take a deep breath and be content that I tried my best and just focus on aimlessness.

Right?

Right.

And if you like playing Where’s Waldo, that’s my big toe in the lower right corner of the picture.

Seneca the Younger

April 26, 2018

Do these two quotes from Greek philosopher Seneca contradict each other?

“The whole future lies in uncertainty: live immediately.”

and

“The man who has anticipated the coming of troubles takes away their power when they arrive.”

 

Random Thoughts #31: Crossword Puzzles

April 6, 2018

If there’s one thing I’ve learned from crossword puzzles (aside from Fils is a river in Germany and it snows in the Gobi desert) it’s that there are a lot of words with the same number of letters.

Wordle #190

April 3, 2018

From Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie comes Wordle #190

– Use at least 10 of the words to create a story or poem.
– The words can appear in an alternate form.
– Use the words in any order that you like.

1. Unthinkable «        7. Impasse «
2. Thread «                  8. Bride
3. Bend «                      9. Erudite «
4. Minatory                 10. Underneath «
5. Social «                    11. Scatter «
6. Pen «                        12. Thirst «

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Sometimes you reach an impasse and you realize it’s time to make a decision, and in my case that decision involves social media. Specifically, and as unthinkable as this might sound in today’s world, my decision involves leaving Facebook.

Not that Facebook isn’t fun, it is, and not that I don’t enjoy following all the conversational threads posted by my erudite and literate friends, I do, but underneath the fun I feel a thirst for something more, something real in the physical sense; something that goes beyond putting a virtual pen to a virtual wall, and you can only go so long ignoring that desire and allowing yourself to continue to bend to the lure of Facebook.

I don’t know about you, but for me the lure of Facebook has been strong and it took me a while to finally make the decision, but last Friday I deactivated my account thereby scattering all my friends – old and new – to the far reaches of however many corners the social media world holds.

I’ve blogged about this before and this isn’t the first time I’ve taken a Facebreak. We’ll see if it’s the first time I don’t go back.

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