Category Archives: poetry

furthering the super silly spider tale

now the daddy spider did not speak to the sticky funnel walls alone as his mate whose hairy legs played one of many an orchestral instrument in keeping his romantic inclinations focused on affection, well, she was within earshot, thus … Continue reading

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continuing what will never be finished if just for practice

But back to the foul-mouthed daddy spider whose words were spewed due to literature – not that his reading material exactly qualified for inclusion among a canon for high-brow spiders, as all his eyes would squint as a unit if … Continue reading

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another time-killing false-beginning to the futile alien spider story-poem

“I swear this is the week I will compose that highly tardy letter of complaint. Maybe my delay has an origin in the hope or desire to keep it short and sweet – translate that to bittersweet since this is … Continue reading

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the nine-hundredth dilemma to do with wordsmithery

Maybe a poet thrives in alien mayhem, depending on the definition of Poet. And who knows that definitive definitions are not symptomatic of chronic disconnect which itself should not be too problematic though it bears little resemblance to the novel … Continue reading

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more nonsense exercising

meanwhile in a laboratory slightly smoky and fizzy as laboratories are expected to be, enveloped deep within an experimental project a scientific sort peeled his eyeballs from the test tube that had held him rapt. Someone or something is thinking … Continue reading

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continuing the senseless nonsense exercise

“Well I would not say I am all that cold,” mused a sea creature lounging with a rum. “Scientists thinking our realm is frigid does not surprise me a bit and if I share this with the eels down at … Continue reading

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an exercise in senseless nonsense

The war-weary waters the portrait sheds at least add a touch of salt to dinner, which happens to be fish known by cold sea creatures that labor far from the tropics, rough in speech indeed they can be; but none … Continue reading

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