The Ballad of Arborvitae

Written on March 29, 2015 by tinkwelborn

~ An Arborvitae, evergreen, Aligned a sidewalk path; A man with dog would come along, The shrubs, the dog not pass. It had to smell where others’ tail Had bent to burn the grass; The owner stood not far away, And said his shrubs won’t last. The master of the dog spat back: His dog […] Continue reading →

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Circles

Written on March 28, 2015 by tinkwelborn

~ Winter Comes as Winter will, when Autumn Leaves have fallen; and little Lads will stand quite still, to wait, while Winter’s Stalling; for cold, cold Snow, the air to chill, to fill their care, Snow-balling. But, Winter comes when Winter will; while waiting be appalling. Then, Winter’s done; somewhere April, when Autumn Leaves come […] Continue reading →

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The Color Of Yellow

Written on March 27, 2015 by tinkwelborn

~ The Daffodil appears at will, decked-out in dapper yellow. No Hesitation – Presentation! becomes the dashing fellow. In bearing some green, only amber is seen, the color, a friendly logo. We spoil the child, which makes him wild. One cannot but stop, […] Continue reading →

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Happy Birthday!

Written on March 26, 2015 by tinkwelborn

Happy Birthday! Union Station and Paradigm Shift An abstract journey through concrete Americana with a lagniappe through the “Great Discussion.” From serious humor to light-hearted gravitas, this is a trip you need to enjoy. Poetic postcards of Americana will be provided for. Our trip commences upon your arrival at Union Station, and continues until we […] Continue reading →

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Poems, Poetry, Myth & More

Written on March 26, 2015 by tinkwelborn

Tales of the Tribe Society creates the stories it tells itself: factual, specious, apocryphal, dishonest; by any rendition, according to Wallace Stevens, will still be a fiction. Myth wears the clothes of its culture, will always be a social fact, and those who would eschew these basic facets of humanity, will prove to be the […] Continue reading →

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Winter Sounds

Written on March 23, 2015 by tinkwelborn

~ Another five inches, Snow falling down. One bird is singing, One bird, around. The screens of a porch Clad dandruff-white stuff, Hanging and clinging The singing gets rough, When then comes another, The other lets up. Two birds, two birds, Now two birds are heard. And then somewhat later The Blackbirds appeared, Craving attention, […] Continue reading →

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Go Army!

Written on March 22, 2015 by tinkwelborn

I said to the girl, wearing Navy apparel. Oh no! Not me. She replied with a smile. My father and brother, and also my nephew, they were all in, not me. For me, it’s all fine; none of it matters. ~ Nor me, said I. I was just being friendly. But once, when real young, […] Continue reading →

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The Problem With Time

Written on March 21, 2015 by tinkwelborn

~ Time is inclined to take its own time. In front or behind, it’s time after time. Greece gave it fame, and called it by name, they gave it the same as Kronos. While time takes its time, it seems a design, in line with what time so deems so. Quick slight-of-hand; a voice over […] Continue reading →

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iris-eyed p’ups

Written on March 18, 2015 by tinkwelborn

ah silly Croci ‘tis you I espy on a corner somewhere under tree is there more to this winter you can defy your purple-plush flower stands firm to air everywhere in February there must be some mix up too early to show up though here you are single eye to the sky the sun is […] Continue reading →

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Canyons

Written on March 13, 2015 by tinkwelborn

Originally posted on Tink's ChapBlog ~ Tales of the Tribe. Mythopoeic Verse:
~ The canyon walls so do enthrall, the heights are so impressive; ~ these canyons call great wherewithals, from man’s great flights of fancy. ~ On Sundays, bare, there’s no one there; yet, still it fels expressive. ~ A paper cup that someone’s…

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Eudaimonia

Written on March 8, 2015 by tinkwelborn

~ The birds all fall into accolades, on the mornings of Central Virginia. ~ Colorful chorals that can escalade – pro forma, concerti, eudaimonia. ~ On and on, no stoppage of song, way long after morning’s forgotten. ~ All in all, a sound, a melodious funk; as it rises […] Continue reading →

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The Safe Distance Silence

Written on March 7, 2015 by tinkwelborn

A silence abounds when we make our rounds, for my two dogs and I on our walks. ~ There are houses with spouses, with singles, and what-not’s. They don’t wave, they won’t smile, much less will they talk. ~ This silence astounds on these daily done rounds, it’s the sound of a safe distance silence. […] Continue reading →

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Humming Bird

Written on March 6, 2015 by tinkwelborn

~ A Humming Bird! She hovers here! then darts in jet-like fashion. Fast and fleet a soundless streak. I wonder, where she keeps her bastion? This Humming Bird’s in search of flower, red with nectar sweet! She stands time still, what seems an hour, […] Continue reading →

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Union Station & Paradigm Shift

Written on March 5, 2015 by tinkwelborn

Originally posted on Tink's ChapBlog ~ Tales of the Tribe. Mythopoeic Verse:
An abstract journey through concrete America with a lagniappe through the “Great Discussion.” From serious humor to light-hearted gravitas, this is a trip you need to enjoy. Poetic postcards of Americana will be provided for. Our trip commences upon your arrival at Union…

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A Man of the Twentieth Century

Written on March 5, 2015 by tinkwelborn

Originally posted on Tink's ChapBlog ~ Tales of the Tribe. Mythopoeic Verse:
~ A pencil in hand, I stand, I am a man of the Twentieth Century. I don’t understand your culture, your land; though, it must be rich, this sudden switch, but I know it just can’t be penury. ~ We talk…