Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Define yourself, blog!

So I was contemplating the fact that this blog has (d)evolved into sort of a poetry blog and I'm not sure if that is the direction that I intended for it to go. I started the blog as an exploration into the etymolgy of words and phrases, particularly odd little idioms, but quickly realised that many of the phrases that I find interesting are outdated (or just not nearly as interesting to other people).

I think what I would like this blog to become is something more of a working canvass for ideas on word usage, communication and writing. In other words, a collage of intersecting concepts that may vary widely from day to day. And, as always, I would like to write and post more frequently and encourage feedback.

For now, I leave you with this writing prompt: What are you NOT thinking of? I'll share my list later on.

Thursday, February 9, 2012

(blank of course)

In 1972, a green town I love choked
on the mist of an economic equilibrium.
It deteriorated under awesome chocolate
shared with the Joker.
We destroyed the Gotham hierarchy.

A person digging for the prison
by a good, all-time favorite (aw yeah!)
went to military court for a good night in Washington.

Many people remember the doctor
told them to take doggie greeting cards
and send them to the debate.
I finally got well after this diagnosis:
crack commando unit.
Thursday afternoon is a lovely time for life.

At a gay marraige, frozen watermelon
created complete chaos (blank of course).

Hoping for a god who sits still is like
singing to a fallen soldier with swollen cheeks.
The Decemberists ordered sinus infections.
If I walk to the tavern in Waukegan,
an open mic still surrounds that sound.

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

First black man on my shuffle

Officially employed again.
I love love love very interesting and little-known Black History.
Happy birthday Jessica!
When the track sung by the Bangles
made it out best, this chicken could cause a wreck.
Fact...Jasper Honeycutt pops up on this recipe.
OUCH!! I'm one year away from gorgeous.
Homer: "Mmmm...Donuts!"
In bed, taking bondage photos.
A paradigm shift - first black man on my shuffle.
I just wanted to limit my statuses.
Too old today for a walk.
Two teachers were by the lake today, editing photos.
Here's the entire outdoor lewd act with my little lady.
To put it on children, I just got a 2FL article
until I am arrested this week for a friend.
Step 2. Eliminate requests from the cast of Twilight.
Now, let's go. It was about 3 episodes, it seems,
since I cried about what I'm celebrating.
Halftime with Madonna on something. Say thank you
with accusations of thinking about you.
Step 1. Highlight this week's American Life.
Track down that moment.
I was due to reflect on NCIS.
Doing the 200th episode, taking a look.

Monday, February 6, 2012


You can't drag me back to that place.
I stand on firm ground now.
The mud has dried and cracked,
Leaving only dust.

You can't drag me down now.
I cling to roots, pull myself
Up in this tree. Soon I will reach
Up to the leaves.

The hole you still wallow in
Sinks far below me, and I
Smile wide at the