Category Archives: vignette

not ghostly or ghastly but true

  the ball by the river is in full swing and in sweaty attendance a newly risen forefather derives as much thrall in electricity as the music – hearing nothing heavenly as guitar and microphone bark and twang; and vixens … Continue reading

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playing with paragraphs 1

on a mantle sat two glass animals or more like space occupied by stances. One of the mantle animals of glass was an elephant; and the other of the mantle animals was a giraffe. The human home they were prisoners … Continue reading

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mind map meander #5

Couldn’t hurt to hike because getting irretrievably lost is near impossible; might have to deal with protesting soles and just one blister can be a snappy bossy bitch and thirst will grow a dominant hand over passions; but in time, … Continue reading

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exercise in mood-setting

this is an oldie (feels like it wants to be a prologue) redone based on the latest insights – it still isn’t There. But is it on the way to effective mood-setting? Oh and it is broken into stanzas only … Continue reading

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mood exercises

in an exercising mood – taking pieces and playing with them – this is totally not poetry, just broke into stanzas because it’s a habit – curious if it comes across like I intended, though it’s a rough sketch ——– … Continue reading

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the most delicious weakness

Running late again. Seems like they’d ironed all schedule kinks by now. But that’s the state of public wind craft transportation. No surprise but no less an annoyance. What’s with these wind crafts these days? Or this route. Whoever runs … Continue reading

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how do we know?

“Will one of us tell that breeze we are plenty dizzy already?” “You tell that breeze we are plenty dizzy already – you may note my lobes flap quicker thus to speak up is a fluttering chore.” “Dizzy. So we … Continue reading

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