Writing is just talking. There’s nothing to it, really. We all talk, at least sometimes. We all have something to say, at least sometimes. To take it further, we all have something interesting to say, at least once in a while. The rest of the times might just be our own silence, which is just […]
Don’t Say No
In the Eighties, Nancy Reagan coined the phrase, “Just Say No To Drugs.” A shorter version, immortalizing the notion in slogan was, “Just Say No.” The catchy slogan has some value beyond the original intent of helping vulnerable youth find a way to fight peer pressure which might tempt them to try drugs. The concept […]
She’s her affinity for practicality, and I’m the penniless anarchy of art.
Principles are such troubling, puzzling trifles that few understand why I might collect such curious things, as I wind one up and it marches around noisily, banging its drum.
In my twitching early-morning compulsion to connect on Social Media, as has been recommended by the swami-hat marketing gurus, I’d decided to look at Twitter again. I never did quite figure it out, and even the name, ‘Twitter’, I find distracting, as it conjures images of restless, squabbling blue birds with no eyes, fluttering out […]
Bushman Phenomenon : Hair Troubles
Hair. Most people have some, if not on their head, then surely elsewhere, although then it becomes a private matter. As my hair became more sparse, partly in response to parenthood, which gives even hair follicles suicidal tendencies, I decided to keep mine short. My thinning hair looks less noticeable now. I look just like […]
a class on poetry– what is there to teach? I’d wondered what is there to learn? a poem is only a moment, lovers spared from time’s bonfire or tossed– into its conflagrant hunger just to watch it burn
special kind of woman
It takes a special kind of woman To suffer my foolishness The hidden insanity As it bounces off the dark walls of my skull Like a trapped moth Throwing itself at a smudged window pane Seeking escape to the light It takes a special kind of woman To find a bit of good in me […]
You say Liebster, I say Lobster.
Dancing with Fireflies and wwwpalfitness both nominated me for a Lobster Award, and because I like them both, I won’t even comment on their misspelling of ‘Lobster’, both having spelled it as ‘Liebster’. WordPress is an inclusive, supportive, and forgiving community. If it weren’t, I’d have been chased out with pointy sticks on my […]
beer and wings
There was a time when I could drink. I could really put them down. There was a time when I could do a flip too. I might even have been able to do a flip while drinking, and it’s quite possible that I have, but if I have, I don’t recall because of the aforementioned […]