Tuesday, December 25, 2007

To dash it like a Christmas comedy:

Merry Christmas happy day to you all.

Monday, December 17, 2007

Pour me another...poem

We just finished writing group. My turn, my poetry, my hot chocolate splashed with Baileys. No bad. Except for a few lines of convoluted poetry. But Bailey's makes up for a lot!

I offered several Napo poems from assorted years and a couple others. I got very useful feedback, which is oh so welcomed.

Now as usual, the hard part starts. Editing. But with feedback, it gives directions. Maybe in the new year I will post at PFFA because a couple I really want to improve and work on.

Yay!! Writing group day is happy day.

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

Wings again

This is an awesome post.

You know why, fun. Wings and fantastical creatures, and ideas, are fun. Truths are revealed yes, but still fun! Stretching is fun too. Go for it!

Play and have fun this evening! Maybe a zombie or godling will lay an egg in your glove compartment. Or maybe something we do not yet know. Which would be fun too!!

Saturday, December 01, 2007

Baseball bat crack to the head

When you go out and get the mail, you don't expect to feel your life has changed somehow. Or more accurately, who the hell is Patrizia Valduga, and why have I never heard of her before?

By now you know: I need the words.
You'll learn to give me what I seek.
It's my sick mind, it feeds on words.
I'm begging you, for God's sake: speak!


Crack.

From this month's Poetry. Page 232. Don't waste time, just turn to that page, and read the selections From "One Hundred Quatrains". Damn. Part of this issue, Italian poets selected, translated by assorted people. Off to google. Crack. Both literally smoking, and smacked to the head.