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A log of the magnificent journey across the vast sea of my imagination. |
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We thank the men and women who celebrate the holidays so far away from home, in spite of personal forfeiture required to fulfill their sacred charge. We thank them for their dedication as they slog up mounts and ride the waves, fly through storms to deliver goods in order to keep our nation free. From Normandy Beach to Desert Storm, from Iwo Jima to Isis Caliphate, some fought and paid a heavy price. We thank them for their sacrifice. 12 lines of Free Verse poetry |
A gawky kid from Tupelo walked into record studio to start career on radio. With guitar strapped on his back, he demonstrated quite the knack, and bought his mom a Cadillac. "You ain't nothing but a hound dog, cryin' all the time..." 8 lines |
The two-faced Cajun voodoo queen lures unsuspecting men into her lair with angelic facade so serene, then eats them for lunch without a care. The taste of human flesh lingers, but she protects her miniskirt when blood trickles through her fingers while she enjoys goat entrails for desert. 8 lines |
She gazes into the looking glass and observes completely broken lass, because her worst fears have come to pass. Reflection looks back and sees despair from one caught up in Destiny's snare with no reason remaining to care. She leans out of frame and looks for door, because she cannot take any more. They're both ready for that other Shore. Notes on the Three Squared form of poetry ▼ |
On parade field in early morning mist, all decked out in dress uniform and ready for graduation ceremony, looking forward to first duty assignment. One phase over and the next begins without a clue about what future holds. Preparing for the worst, while hoping for the best. |
The harvest moon casts eerie glow on frosty pumpkin patch below, where Elvis croons a witchy tune, while scarecrow frightens ghost platoon with ghastly scene from Mister Poe. The zombie hoedown starts to go allemande left and do-si-do, as vampires and werewolves commune with harvest moon. They're caught on YouTube video when friends show up and spirits flow down at the Apple Cart Saloon, where Tinker Bell and Daniel Boone are howling hearty "Hi-de-ho!" at harvest moon. Notes ▼ |
Every year on Halloween, Romeo and Juliet rise from their graves to resume their love affair. She sits upon his bony lap and brushes hair no longer there to show how much she cares, until the light of dawn chases them away. 8 lines |
Once I saw a little bird dead in the road. His spirit spoke a word to save a poor toad. Beneath the tire of speeding car, that toad did meet his fate before I could to anything, 'cause warning came too late. |
![]() ![]() Mad Hatter with feline crony whispering in his ear leads battalion of bats on a mission to present all the neighborhood children with coronavirus treats and leave community burning with the fever. Death and pestilence are all that remain in their wake. 11 lines of Free Verse poetry |
Descended from crispy Scottish oatcakes, my Granny's oatmeal raisin cookies rock. Inspired by the ones Paula Deen makes, they are my favorite around the clock. My Granny's oatmeal raisin cookies rock, without a doubt, any way you spin it. They are my favorite around the clock. A batch will vanish in a New York minute. Without a doubt, any way you spin it, Fannie Farmer's cookbook was a winner. A batch will vanish in a New York minute, whether served at breakfast, lunch, or dinner. Fannie Farmer's cookbook was the winner which inspired the ones Paula Deen makes, whether served at breakfast, lunch, or dinner, descended from crispy Scottish oatcakes. Notes ▼ |