It has been
My experience
When the people
That own the straws
Make us all
Draw straws
Everybody draws
The short straw
Except for them
That will be the way
Until the final straw
Is drawn.
Quick Draw
Tag: blogging
May 16 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
Glaring scarcity
Of cognitive clarity
Pains the world to see
snug in his own group
it might be said that crow got
lost in his murder
from the top on down
or from the bottom on up
stir it real good
Digital Dilettante
🎶
I'm called Little Dilettante
Dear Digital Dilettante
Though I could never tell why
But still I'm so dilatory
In social media purgatory
Stream of consciousness blogger am I
I've haikus for Mondays
And tankas for Tuesdays
From prompts kind people provide
I post them in mornings
To shake up my wake up
Then on with my daily survive
🎶
RDP
May 15 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
gleefully passing
The Grip to those who haven't
gained immunity
Whispers in my ear
Passing butterfly advice
Don't float, bee the sting
when in the grip of
an existential crisis
best to just exist
memories flood the zone
while I try to convince myself
I've immunity from the past
another day another koan
take haiku down from the shelf
tasty tanka breaks the fast
a shot of poetry gets me through
immune until the next days brew
curl, potion, robin, unicycle, and bombast.
With reckless bombast, Robin rides a motorized unicycle. Crashing into a bowl to join a birdie bathing bacchanal, which Robin hadn’t been invited to. A party where illicit potions were being served that would curl their little dirty birdy feet.
Either I know to many words, or Wordle just accepts to many of my shot in the dark word guesses as real words
May 14 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
Our reacquaintance
Stirred a hiraeth of my youth
Played together then
Reunited played again
In a very different way
Malicious glee felt
Ripped off Do Not Remove tags
Then I learned I could
no straight lines for me
like nature I want thick haze
on my cushy wave
Montrose trolley bus
Before the sun rises up
Fish off the jetty
Not any jetty
This was the Montrose horseshoe
Near the Nike base
Caught so many perch
Also some hefty salmon
But most times caught zip
snarky rude robin
chirped rejoinders about my
fishing earthworm
Eight years ago today. I had nowhere to go. I couldn’t anyway because these guys had me #surrounded
Horseshoe
Taken from where the missile base once was but is now a bird sanctuary🐦⬛
Montrose trolley bus
Before the sun rises up
Fish off the jetty
Not any jetty
This was the Montrose horseshoe
Near the Nike base
Caught so many perch
Also some hefty salmon
But most times caught zip
RDP
May 13 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
evening news was a
soporific until it
became a non stop
death rattle of sanity
with fat man public farting
the first thing you need
is a propeller so you
can propel yourself
old timers swore that
The Patio theater was
pronounced The Pay Show
Laugh out loud as I
whet my rapier wit on
reality's edge
May 12 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
Arms hugging embrace
Nails rake trails across my back
Fait accompli flirt
With change
There is no magic dissolve
It's just one thing fading out
As another thing fades up
Simultaneously
Rather than consecutively
Something
Takes another's place
Becomes the thing
Less abrupt as cut
More contemplative than a wipe
brown sugar essence
viscous maple surple time
supple oatmeal bowl
The difference between
winners and losers. Winners
know how to palm cards
Or is it just the luck of the draw
May 11 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
Together we burned
Shimmer through the night til dawn
Embers glowed til noon
Growth fetish eclipse
Humble basic human need
Bassakward values
Doned my eclipse robe
Fastened my woodpecker mask
Made the woods shimmer
mask of a stoic
worn by Gaia while watching
her children struggling
May 10 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
Feel a finger
Trace the seam of existence
Savor the recede
I've tried to avoid
Getting or giving a scar
Failed on the twain
playing in the yard
a row of peony bushes
bees buzzing the buds
Don't burden my tender estate with this knowledge
Phrazez that Payzez
"I'm a two legged animal sweating in my dead mother's bed" The Antidote by Karen Russell
it's all well and good
to arrive, but I'm more of
a journey person
One of my favorite memories is helping my father clean out the cesspool which was located next to the peony bushes.
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