NaPoWriMo
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Music is Life Music moves the human soul More sure than anything From classical to modern rock To lullabies we sing There’s nothing else will speak to us Reach out and touch our hearts Like that one song which resonates In our most secret parts From goths with Evanesence in The headphones on their ears…
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Well, I’ve survived another month of poetry without my brain actually dribbling out my ears. Now I just have to wait for it to stop automatically trying to rhyme every single word I think of. So grateful to everyone who takes a few minutes from their day to read these. Speaking of gratitude… Enjoy! Choose…
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It’s the twenty-ninth today and I’m starting to run out of ideas. Then as I was drawing the image in the previous post, I decided to do a poem set in the Warhammer 40k universe. I understand completely if most don’t care for it, it’s a bit more “niche” than most of what I write.…
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Before coming to write today’s poem I said, “I love you very much.” to my wife. It’s something I say to her… a lot. So much, that sometimes I worry she thinks it’s just automatic. This poem is about that. Enjoy! I Love You…. Seriously… I Mean It So many times each day you hear,…
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I’ve had a long day, so I’m going to keep this short today. The following rhyme is what happens when I write when I’m so tired I’m literally dozing off while typing. Enjoy! Stream of Unconciousness I’m far too tired to make words work, Or bend them to my will, My day’s been long and…
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As i was sitting and wondering what to write about tonight, my dog came and asked me why we hadn’t gone to bed yet. So yes, tonight’s poem is about Ducky. Enjoy! Our Amazing Puppy There is a puppy that I love, This Ducky boy so sweet, He’s gentle and adorable, And has the cutest…
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I was talking with a friend about the issue I’m having with the person from yesterday’s poem. He philosophically observed, “You can’t fix stupid.” This is commonly accepted wisdom, but it got me thinking. This poem came from that. Enjoy! You Can’t Fix Stupid “You can’t fix stupid.” so they say, I tell you that’s…
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I was thinking about how as a species we have gone from having too little access to information, to having a surfeit of it. Along the way, precious little has been done to teach us how to critically assess everything we consume now. This poem is about that. Enjoy! A Brief History of Information Overload…
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Today has been a rough day. We all have them, but with my current health issues, I’ve been having more than a few of them lately. That’s what I’ve written about today. (Another) One Of Those Days Do you have days when everything, Feels like it’s going south, When what you say, comes out all…
Brain Bits To Go 