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and phrases, particularly odd little idioms, but quickly realised that many of the phrases that I find interesting are outdated (or just not nearly as interesting to other people).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.
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
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.
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.
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
Climbing
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
Sky.
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
Sky.
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