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Ordinary Average Thoughts

Confounding expectations since 1963

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Somewhere along the line (or A poem in which I exhaust the metaphor of life as a train trip)

2016/06/04 — Leave a comment

Up late after hearing about the death of Muhammad Ali and watching old clips on YouTube.

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This entry was posted in Life, Musings, Poetry, Writing and tagged anticipation, car, cliché, June 2016, line, metaphor, passengers, poem, poetry, rimas dissolutas, signs, stops, train, trip, uncertainty. Bookmark the permalink.

Closed-caption poem (A poem)

2015/11/27 — Leave a comment

With a few small changes here and there, taken from closed-captioning…
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This entry was posted in Life, Musings, Poetry, Writing and tagged breathing, camera, car, clattering, closed-captions, descriptions, gun, knife, man, music, non-dialogue, November 2015, phone, poem, poetry, rattling, woman. Bookmark the permalink.

The year (A poem)

2015/11/06 — Leave a comment

Inspired by 1Q84…
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This entry was posted in Life, Musings, Poetry, Writing and tagged car, hill, November 2015, paths, poem, poetry, question mark, ride, roads, trail, woods, year. Bookmark the permalink.

Auto repair tanka (a poem)

2015/10/01 — Leave a comment

Took my car in for an oil change this morning. Naturally, other things needed to be take care of as well. (It is a 12-year-old car, after all…) Continue reading

This entry was posted in Life, Musings, Poetry, Writing and tagged bill, bright side, car, October 2015, oil change, poem, poetry, repairs. Bookmark the permalink.

Upon seeing rhododendron leaves on my car (a poem)

2015/04/23 — 1 Comment

For the record, I hate rhododendrons… Continue reading

This entry was posted in Writing and tagged car, changes, locusts, poem, poetry, rebirth. Bookmark the permalink.
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