Taking what life throws at me one pitch at a time
When I sit to meditate
I carefully try to radiate
Without words to intimidate
In spite of where I situate
Careful not to over inflate
Verbiage merely to saturate
Animal magnetism will infatuate
And unintentionally infuriate
Making it necessary to mitigate
Without appearing to subjugate
Intentions merely to intimate
That I'm just trying to relate
To precursors of my current fate
Sometimes you have to
get out of the fantasy
bath and dry off with
the towel of reality.
No matter what. Don't Panic.
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The Guide says a towel “is the most massively useful thing an interstellar hitchhiker can have … you can wrap it around you for warmth … lie on it … use it as a sail on a mini-raft … wet it for use in hand-to-hand combat … wave it as a distress signal in emergencies … and of course use it to dry yourself off, if it still seems to be clean enough.”
The Hitchhiker’s Guide To The Galaxy – Douglas Adams
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P.S. I write a tanka for a word prompt on Mastodon. Lo and behold, the RDP of the day is “galaxy”. Ain’t life grand 😁
the oranges of the
species on display in one
who's missing a link
Sally's soup was thin
Stu's stew was thick and tasty
Mixed? Thick and thin grin
Breaking through the crust
of my inner life. Send up
a flare for pizza.
a blanket over
my head won't stop the horror
behind my eyelids
once upon a time
winter grass was what was in
last year's heavy coat
put the nettle
to the metal kettle
said the blossom
to the stem
"Tea time!" ah Clem
I'm hoping I will
be able to escape the
gravity of a
dual black hole tuesday prompt with
it's opposite. Comedy.
Kit and caboodle
All part of the bamboozle
Oodles and oodles
Time to use my old noodle
and get out of here.Toodles
you never see the
pillow coming before the
night that has no dawn
🎼 I'm looking over
A short billed plover. That I've
never seen before🎵
nothing under her
sable coat, boss man's wife sent
my ardor soaring
The carrot loves you.
Now the trick is to make friends
with the big bad stick.
Albino lizard
Goes by the name of Blizzard
Slithers o're the land
Early mourn dream gap
I hear the boneyard dog howl.
Not now big bad hound.
belief in the flat
earth balanced on a radish
in the middle rules
When the acid rain
Makes the fields start to fizz
The plop plop should come
Let's start the bonfire
of the Vanities with the
number one hit. Pride
Pay good money for
A plastic water bottle
Filled from an aquifer
To very the brim with
One thing for sure
Micro plastic infused
Death skiffs reused
Bass ackward spelled
Naive labeled as Evian
