Tag: Whimsy
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The coffin opened too early.
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Bamboo
Banjo
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Jamaican dinner?
Or am I?
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Buckeye
OH
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Easter
Monday
Monkey
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John Brown Road
John Yoh Road
Dutch John Road
…
close enough
but don’t cross
unlike Elm Sugar
Bouncing around in my head
As I noted, way back.
- Stare at candle, unblinking, 15 minutes. (Learning to concentrate attention in preparation for meditation.)
- My ankle hurts, my eyes do blink, my body twitches
- My tongue runs away.
- We had 108 inches of snow by April 1. (The 36-incher hit a few days later.)
- It’s funny, I should go with the daughter of a cattle rancher and come out loving seafood and chicken livers.
- Title for a poem or collection? One Thousand American Fungi.
- I walk around in a shroud of music.
- Walking with my long hair past a barber shop, I feel guilty: the barber, reading magazines, no business.
- Why do girls use paper tissues, but guys prefer handkerchiefs?
- So what happened to the entry that was here? Poof!