Monthly Archives: October 2017

718 Is it louder, lately, or is it just me? 10-19-17 (go to word search for topics…)

Racket! Roar! The battles rumble pounds down my study door. The gentility of the waltz, erased by the rave. Passions delicate subtleties degenerate to rape. The diplomats deliberations devolve into the screeches of an ape. The joyous in a festival … Continue reading

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717 Some day, I will love Brussel Sprouts 10-16-17 ( u no the drill)

During my immortal pre-adolescence, it was a self-authenticated truth: Brussel Sprouts were nasty! Neither tasty nor healthy. Just as I was positive, in my childhood, of the repugnance of spinach. (To Hell with Pop-eye!) Later, I aged into the belief … Continue reading

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716 The Figuring-In of Years. 10-14-17 (go to word search)

I gleaned from the road side, pieces of purple passion, broken and smouched by an errant tire. I filled 6 ounce plastic cups with 4 ounces of water, trimmed the browning stems till green appeared, placed them in cups on … Continue reading

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715 somewhere, surrounded by rainbows… 10-3-17 (use key word search box)

In the confluence of serendipitous, commodious circumstances, there is a rainbow in our commode: a long, thin, rectangular, east-facing window above our deep, tiled, no-curtain-needed, shower; a crystal ball, as small as a golf ball, suspended from that window; a … Continue reading

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