…. A difficult subject can be explained to the slowest, witless, dimwitted of man; that is, so long as he’s never pre-trained in knowledge, idea, therewith forehand. ~ But he, most intelligent, knowledge ordained; firmly persuaded, and always demands; he will not listen, nor will he obtain the simplest notion, no matter how plain. …. […] Continue reading
…. The winter of 16 Was almost not here; Then, neither was spring, Now whether that matters. The strangest of things Are never so clear, As good things that wake up and make up for sadder. If this makes much sense, You’re smarter than I; For I never learned A priori. ~ During that […] Continue reading
~ A silence abounds, when we make our rounds, my two dogs and I on our walks. There are houses with spouses, singles, and what-nots. They don’t wave, they won’t smile, nor talk. This silence astounds on these daily done rounds, it’s the sounds of a safe distance silence. Some cut-level looks, non-verbal […] Continue reading
Now, here is a word which seems somewhat special, in the Naming-Of-Things, de rigueur. Poingiant’s not heard, nor is it smelled – the Thing-In-Itself, not the word. Nor is it seen, which makes it quite hard to take it and taste it, as well. A door mat, floor mat, a mouse will avoid; for mice […] Continue reading
~ Another book finished, A much smarter man; Reading the first part, Then jumping to end. Truman Capote, That’s how he would wend Through hundreds of good books, If not a thousand. ~ And when he had finished He claimed that he knew All of the writings Of writers – He knew! Not a close […] Continue reading
~ 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
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
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
~ 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
The dog stood in line in a vet’s tiny office, just waiting for inoculation. She was waiting her turn, behind all the others, where the one in the back always suffers. And after some wait, she just couldn’t take anymore, so the door she turned to and gaited. Patience, a virtue, but not so in […] Continue reading
~ Was Richard Pryor really that funny? Somewhere in humor we always find Truth. We laugh with the Jokester, by the Jester’s uncouth; Smile at Al Roker, forget Lenny Bruce; Find in some rumor a murmur of proof, That simpler things are closer to Truth. Compare the Comedian many have read, Mentioned by Shakespeare (the […] Continue reading
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~ The act of aging is no blight; unless I’m wrong, I could be right – An act of love is no mistake, except for those who cannot wait. Patience is a virtue, dear; and now I’ve learned too late I fear. Goodness…
~ I march with my dogs, By leash on the street. I bid a good morning To each one I meet. The people, that is, When then they will speak: “There goes Lord Belleview; Who’s kept on a leash.” The Lord of the Belleview! That’s my claim to fame. For those who don’t […] Continue reading
~ “I’m so pleased to meet you.” “Oh, we’ve met before. But that’s all right, it happens galore.” Then they look and they try to recall, but get stuck; and they won’t say a thing anymore. ~ Why only today, I went to a store, to pick up an item on order. “So, what is […] Continue reading
~ He loves it when women come into view: He thinks about sex – If they only knew! The young ones, the old ones, and pretty ones too – Indiscriminate! he is, to all but a few. His wife will not bother, she doesn’t care – She knows […] Continue reading
Tink's ChapBlog ~ Tales of the Tribe. Mythopoeic Verse 