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  • My Happy Place

    My Happy Place

    My happy place is anywhere I can find beauty, even a crack in the asphalt will do: I’m just simple like that. Read more

  • Found Poem and Chiasmus

    Found Poem and Chiasmus

    What the heck is this? Jump down to find out.  Today’s Poetic Mission: Read more

  • Lambency: A Sonnet for Your Sunday

    Lambency: A Sonnet for Your Sunday

    Lambency A ray of light falling down on the shore reflects like obsidian in the sand. The shaft of light plays with the eyes to lure them deeper into its luminous hands. White fire that pierces the clouds, falling bright through azure-blue skies lighting its descent, spiraling slowly around, weaving tight bent circles both black… Read more

  • Winter: A Sonnet for your Saturday

    Winter: A Sonnet for your Saturday

    Winter advances and claims my warm heart. Blood freezes the veins of my chilly limbs. Dead leaves pour into my bowl and their tart taste slips past my frozen lips, deftly skims over my rebelling stomach to fill The snowy void left by fall’s bitter end. Naked branches bend in the shrill wind’s chill Torpor… Read more

  • Candy for Your Ears: Urban Fantasy

    Candy for Your Ears: Urban Fantasy

    Urban fantasy audio books are like candy. You can’t consume just one. The first one always leads to the next and the next. It’s the gateway drug of audio books. They’re the first person shooters of the fantasy genre. What makes these stories so addictive? Let’s toss them onto the operating table and dissect them… Read more

  • A Homeric Ode for Your Friday

    A Homeric Ode for Your Friday

    Went with a Homeric ode for today’s assignment (rhyme scheme: Abab cdecde) and reworked a poem I wrote on a tour bus in Scotland in 2001 because it was so damned close to a Homeric ode. Figured I’d go the extra mile and push it over the edge into Homeric ode territory. I painted the accompanying… Read more

  • Red Queen versus White King: Alan Touring Through the Looking Glass

    Red Queen versus White King: Alan Touring Through the Looking Glass

    Unless you too just finished The Enigma: Alan Touring, you’re probably scratching your head right now at the title of today’s post. I did read it, and I’m still scratching my head over it. Before I attempt to make some sense out of this, because I will lose my mind if I don’t, I need to get… Read more

  • A Grave Insect: Two Limericks for Thursday

    A Grave Insect: Two Limericks for Thursday

    A dash on a gravestone, expresses how you’ve grown A sister rendered into dates, because death wouldn’t wait. It left only her bones. Read more

  • Treat yourself to Book Writing 101 with a humous twist

    Treat yourself to Book Writing 101 with a humous twist

    Ever wondered how to write a book? Wonder no more. Rands wrote a tongue in cheek blog post about the process: How to Write a Book. In his article, he advises: Even better, stop thinking about writing a book. Your endless internal debate and self-conjured guilt about that book you haven’t written yet is a sensational waste… Read more

  • Deconstructing My Constructed Self

    Deconstructing My Constructed Self

    Deconstructing My Constructed Self He paints my face—olive—light, a gift from ancient ancestors. His strokes thick, quick, powder flies everywhere. He draws my lips–firm, first an outline, plumb, overlaid with a layer for shine, fine. Then my eyes–smoldering, brown–shadowed and still. Lined with deepest black, my lashes traced. Then the finishing touches—rouge–to unhide my cheekbones. Read more