NaPoWriMo
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So… When I sat down to write tonight’s poem, I booted up my computer and the hard drive was dead as a brick. That solved the question of what to write tonight. Digital Doom Computers are such useful things, Right up until they’re not. And then they truly are a bane, All of their worth…
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My father-in-law Yvon Cyr received an award tonight for Outstanding Senior Volunteer. Over the years he has logged 55,000 hours as a volunteer. That works out to over 28 years of full time employment! This poem is dedicated to him and all the other hard working and unsung heroes who give everything they can to…
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Over two-thirds of the way through the month and it’s getting a little more challenging. But with a suggestion from my personal muse, angel and wife, here we are. The Challenge I hate it when I must work with, Deadlines of any kind. The very thought I might miss them. Sets traps within my mind.…
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I love being in the woods. The sights, sounds and just the feeling I get there. For me, there are few things more relaxing. This poem is also about that. Come Home To The Wild A dappled light falls gently here, Amid the forest green. And there is peace here ‘neath the boughs, Such as…
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It’s getting to that point in the month where all the easy ideas have been picked over. So something a little different now. As always, I’d love to know what people think. 🙂 The Power of Words “A picture’s worth a thousand words.”, Or so the people say. But if you read those thousand words,…
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A little nod to my pagan friends. Enjoy! Elder Gods and Magic Folk Quite long ago, and longer still, Before the world we know. When mountains were the realm of Gods, The Underworld below. When fishermen threw back their best, To make the storm abate. And all knew there were magic folk, Both terrible and…
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To my angel Lynn. My love, my muse and my best friend. Thank you for being my perfect person. ❤ My Ideal Wife “Good morning Love.” I say to her, Receive a sleepy smile. And marvel at the luck I’ve found, Just gaze at her a while. Her soul as beautiful I swear, As anyone…
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I’ve been drawing sailboats lately, so I thought to incorporate that phase into my writing as well. The Joy of Sail A ship of wood, a ship of steel, Or carbon fiber tech. It’s sails belled with steady wind, Warm sun upon the deck. The wheeling gulls cry loud and free, Beneath cerulean skies. The…
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Science tells us that the Earth has an expiration date. Not any time soon hopefully, but it’s definitely there. The only way to guarantee our long term survival is to become and interplanetary species and ultimately, an interstellar one. The Way Up Is The Way Forward I gaze up in the night and see, Stars…
Brain Bits To Go 