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At least once each year, I hit a point where I can’t think of a single thing to write about. This invariably leads to something like the following. On Writer’s Block Another day has come and gone, And here I sit once more. With keyboard and an empty head, I’ve been through this before. …
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As much as it makes my brain hurt sometimes and I really hate creative deadlines (I can’t function without them), I really love NaPoWriMo as it pushes me to flex my creative muscles. I also draw and paint and can’t think of anything more rewarding than when I get what’s in my head onto paper…
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The fabled “April Showers” are here. My job takes me outside frequently. They could have held off a couple of days. On The Capriciousness of Spring It’s April now, the rains come down, To soak me to the bone. The rains so constant, they could wear, A hole into a stone. The snows are…
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At least once each year I write a love letter to my angel Lynn. This poem is for the best and most perfect angel I could ever wish for. On Love Oh Lynn my love, my life is blessed, Because you’ve made it so. You don’t believe and that’s okay, That’s why I let you…
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At this point, I’ve been awake since zero-dark-thirty on Monday. Based on my last post, that means that this one also technically counts as Day 6. Then again, maybe I’m just a little sleep deprived and punchy. Either way…. here goes nuthin’. On Insomnia I wish that I could sleep each night, Like normal people…
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I know it’s 03:30 on the 7th, but I haven’t been to bed yet so I’m going to count this one for the 6th. On The High Price Of Doing Business My wife beside me fast asleep, And no one else at home. Then who is walking in my hall, So late at night…
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For the record I do have heart disease, diabetes and a few other health issues. I’ve bought and paid cash money for every one. Winston made poor choices. Don’t be a Winston. On Mortality. A pain, such pain deep in my chest, I wait for it to pass. My every breath is careful now, As…
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Earlier I was watching TED/Ed as one does when they are at work. And I came across this talk by Xiye Bastida ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GBeU6UZyPjY&feature=emb_title ). It inspired today’s offering. On Xiye Bastida I just believe she said to me, as hope shone from her eyes. I know you don’t, and that’s okay, my dream fits…
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It’s a little rambling and definitely a little dark, but I chalk it all up to being exposed to Lovecraft, Howard, Derleth and their ilk at an impressionable age. Whatever may be the explanation…. Enjoy! On Hubris I’d not believe had I not seen, The thing with my own eyes. Collapsed, my knees gone…
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I’d just like to say Happy Birthday to my friend Jen. Oh, and thank you for providing today’s idea 🙂 On Aging Your age is just a number folks, Or so they like to say. But now and then there is a sign, Those years are here to stay. They say we shrink as…
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