the anatomy
of an anomaly chops
reality norms
to tiny pieces spread out
on life's charcuterie board
Anatomy
Tag: writingcommunity
May 19 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
Dangling their bait lies
over mouths like Anglerfish.
Our Executives
The enemy of
our sanitary practice
Worf and his Cling-Ons.
Ewww 🫡
affection takes rust
off an old heart replacing
it with verdant growth
Time to face the fact
Social media is the
Antithesis of
Archaic admonishment
To mind your own damn business
SMPTE bars of life
Between front and back porch time
Color burst pulse scan
https://electronics.stackexchange.com/questions/201011/what-is-front-porch-and-back-porch-of-a-video-signal-in-crt-display
May 18 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
A current affair
Goose-stepping towards Gomorrah
A kick in the pants
For a country once proud and free
All of it seen on TV
Later Hebrew prophets named the sins of Sodom and Gomorrah as adultery, pridefulness, and uncharitableness.
a current affair
goose-stepping towards disaster
kick in the pants to
a country once proud and free
all of it seen on TVPicking pockets over the airwaves
Lifestyles of the rich and shameless
Displaying what everyone craves
Lives lived for the concealed nameless
Facades roiled up with foiled fear
To enhance their greezy fingered grip
Wrapped in a #wraith of wrathful sneer
Served up in intravenous media drip
Showing what corporations say we need
Just another televised American Screed
Picking pockets on airwaves
Lifestyles rich and shameless
Displayed vision craves
Lives of the once nameless
Facades roiled with foiled fear
Enhances greezy finger grip
Wrapped in a #wraith of wrathful sneer
Intravenous media drip
Display stuff said we need
A televised American screed
Dust storm hits my town
Something I've not seen before
Airborne field dirt wind
Watch nineteen thirties redux
Horrors replay before US
Time to release the potential promise within to kinetic kindness without. Detonate goodness all over all the place. Boom!
Reworked 2017 post written while on the lamb
Time to release
Potential promise
Within
Kinetic kindness
Without
Detonate goodness
All over the place
Boom!
May 17 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
If it is yellow
When it comes to early frost
Don't ever eat it
Stretched out between two trees in a park, I lie supine in my multi colored net hammock. Gentle breeze and swaying motion, in the torrent of historic buffoonery. Fear, greed, and graft all playing out in plain sight. I've made my #matrix into my bed so I must lie in it too.
With one single look
I saw the coming rapture
We would soon capture
Quick Draw
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.
SoCS
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
Bacchanal
For her “Can You Tell a Story In…” prompt today, Esther Chilton has challenged us to tell a 40-word story using the words 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.
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
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