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After the equinox (A poem)

2015/10/13 — Leave a comment

Up too early—a bit chilly this morning…
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This entry was posted in Life, Musings, Poetry, Writing and tagged air, autumn, blankets, cold, leaves, October 2015, poem, poetry, rain, soil, trees, Windows. Bookmark the permalink.

Capitalism (A poem)

2015/10/12 — Leave a comment

I ended up not writing anything yesterday (though not intentionally), so I made sure to write something shortly after I awoke this morning…
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This entry was posted in Life, Musings, Poetry, Writing and tagged captains of industry, fighting, man, October 2015, plundering, poem, poetry, predator, searching, struggle, warrior. Bookmark the permalink.

The sound of bells (A poem)

2015/10/11 — Leave a comment

At the apartment complex where I live, recorded bells sound every half-hour from 9 a.m. to 9 p.m. I wrote this in the morning, before the first bells…
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This entry was posted in Life, Musings, Poetry, Writing and tagged ashes, bells, ceremony, date, fate, life, morning, October 2015, poem, poetry, sound, stop, train. Bookmark the permalink.

The logo in the corner (A poem)

2015/10/11 — Leave a comment

‘The other day, I was in a record shop. Looking through the LPs, I found the Queen catalog reissues. On one of them, the Virgin Records logo was in the upper right corner. But, on closer inspection, the famous logo that was supposedly scrawled on a napkin had been ‘cleaned up’: the basic shape was there; the letterforms were close, but all wrong…
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This entry was posted in Life, Musings, Poetry, Writing and tagged afar, changes, grains, hourglass, inevitable, letterforms, logo, October 2015, poem, poetry, sand, shape, shifts, up close. Bookmark the permalink.

The third-worst possible pain (A poem)

2015/10/09 — 2 Comments

The first two (as far as I know) would be childbirth and getting kicked in the crotch…
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This entry was posted in Life, Musings, Poetry, Writing and tagged burning, constant, fullness, inflammation, October 2015, pain, poem, poetry, red skin. Bookmark the permalink.

Fall into me (A poem)

2015/10/08 — Leave a comment

I swear, I do not know how I got anything done yesterday…
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This entry was posted in Life, Musings, Poetry, Writing and tagged desire, feelings, love, October 2015, poem, poetry, safety. Bookmark the permalink.

There’s no such thing as snow anymore (A poem)

2015/10/06 — Leave a comment

An attempt to conceptually connect weather and television.
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This entry was posted in Life, Musings, Poetry, Writing and tagged CRT, LCD, LED, noise, October 2015, poem, poetry, silence, snow, storms, television, TV, weather, winter. Bookmark the permalink.

Looking for the big picture (A poem)

2015/10/06 — Leave a comment

Being detail-oriented is not always a good thing…
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This entry was posted in Life, Musings, Poetry, Writing and tagged big picture, clues, context, déjà-vu, details, lack of memory, October 2015, poem, poetry, subtext. Bookmark the permalink.

Of unwritten poems and video screens (A poem)

2015/10/05 — Leave a comment

Sometimes, I miss the window for getting something down on paper…
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This entry was posted in Life, Musings, Poetry, Writing and tagged blue, colors, hiding, October 2015, pixels, poem, poetry, red, screen, temporary, thought. Bookmark the permalink.

The brandy chronicles (A poem)

2015/10/04 — Leave a comment

As a moderate drinker, I don’t much like the stronger stuff (generally speaking, anything stronger than Bailey’s). Once or twice a year, though, I do enjoy a bit of brandy…
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This entry was posted in Life, Musings, Poetry, Writing and tagged brandy, desire, fantasy, feeling, love, October 2015, poem, poetry, sensation, unsolicited effusiveness. Bookmark the permalink.

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