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A log of the magnificent journey across the vast sea of my imagination. |
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Descended from crispy Scottish oatcakes, my Granny's oatmeal raisin cookies rock. Inspired by the ones Paula Deen makes, they are my favorite around the clock. My Granny's oatmeal raisin cookies rock, without a doubt, any way you spin it. They are my favorite around the clock. A batch will vanish in a New York minute. Without a doubt, any way you spin it, Fannie Farmer's cookbook was a winner. A batch will vanish in a New York minute, whether served at breakfast, lunch, or dinner. Fannie Farmer's cookbook was the winner which inspired the ones Paula Deen makes, whether served at breakfast, lunch, or dinner, descended from crispy Scottish oatcakes. Notes ▼ |
Decades fly while having fun in writing community engaging activities keep us all titillated day and night, throughout global village, thanks to Storymaster. Notes on the Sijo form of poetry ▼ |
across the ages we live to serve our country in good times or bad so many battles to fight no matter what sacrifice we sail angry seas through summer, fall, winter, spring always on duty Notes on the Oriental Octet form of poetry ▼ |
12 lines ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Autumnal spirits soar when pixies dance upon the banks of rippling mountain streams in celebration of the one last chance before the winter ice will freeze their dreams. The rhythm of the river enthralls them, until exuberance explodes among the woodland nymphs. Like ballerinas doing pirouettes in ancient mystic ceremonies there, they demonstrate their ecstasy, because autumnal spirits soar when pixies dance. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Author’s note: The Dorsimbra is an exciting new form with contrasting patterns. A definition can be found at the following link: http://poetryforms.blogspot.com/2013/07/dorsimbra-dorsimbra-was-invented-by.html... ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() |
Yellow stream flows slowly down his leg, enough to fill a keg. Every move he makes, every step he takes, every time he wakes, I be dodging him. Yellow stream emits unique bouquet on sultry summer day. Whenever breezes blow, wherever he may go, whatever stain may show, I be smelling him. Splish, splash, he is taking pee-pee bath. Watch out for aftermath! |
Mary took her little lamb to city on a spree. Instead, she found unruly mob creating misery. When silence treated same as guilt by rabid fanatics, they thrust agenda to the hilt with frenzied dramatics. They shouted chants and spread the word in crude graffiti ways. Mary's frantic screams went unheard when horde set shops ablaze. Lamb's fate was sealed by destiny so grievance be addressed. Mob burned the pet so all can see in the name of "unrest." Notes ▼ |
When days grow shorter wild geese fly in formation making hearts flutter at prospect of cooler nights to purge stifling summer heat. Notes on the Japanese Tanka form of poetry ▼ Let the creativity flow from your soul! ![]() Dave "The Poet's Place " ![]() |
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** Image ID #2228320 Unavailable ** Little Willie went to the fair for a day of fun without a care. You should have heard his horrific squeal when Willie fell off the ferris wheel. Notes ▼ |
We had a party on the village square to take up money for some needy folks-- a grand community affair in shade beneath the sprawling oaks. To take up money for some needy folks, Preacher John brought a mess of fish to fry in shade beneath the sprawling oaks, and ladies from the church baked apple pie. Preacher John brought a mess of fish to fry, determined to reach established goal, and ladies from the church baked apple pie, while townfolk dropped cash in donation bowl. Determined to reach established goal, Mayor Perkins made a speech to implore the townfolk to drop cash in donation bowl, then sit and savor sweet iced tea and more. Mayor Perkins made a speech to implore us all to give for such a worthy cause. We sat and savored sweet iced tea and more, as Uncle Joe played fiddle to wild applause. We all gave for such a worthy cause-- a grand community affair, as Uncle Joe played fiddle to wild applause. What a party we had on village square! Notes ▼ |