~ It’s Garden Day all across Central Virginia! And it comes but just one day per year. It’s the one day when the people, of Central Virginia, are out touring all the gardens of neighbors. And who are these people, the people will greet, but some other of people, in […] Continue reading
~ Dear Heart, this is just crazy! It’s crazy and wacky, and so tacky, too. It’s crazy to ask me, and whacky as well. It’s crazy and wacky what you want me to do. It’s not that I’m lazy. Oh no! I’m not lazy! And it’s not that I’m Crazy, what you ask […] Continue reading
~ I once had a joke I thought was so funny, because people laughed when I told it. I thought I would turn the joke to a poem, because people thought it was funny. But when I would read this new humor poem, I could count on the dead-letter faces. How funny, […] Continue reading
~ this trail leads one way but we’ll go the other for Lucky ‘n me we like to roam ~ that trail’s the highway travelled by others old Lucky ‘n me we roam alone ~ their way is that way our way’s another old Lucky’s to me like a brother […] Continue reading
~ now, is the time; this is the moment. come hell or high water, just do it. if this doesn’t kill us, then it will make us stronger. it all comes out in the wash. this doesn’t grow on trees, does it? this can be […] Continue reading
“Nam Sibyllam quidem Cumis ego ipse oculis meis Vidi in ampulla pendere, et cum illi pueri dicerent: Sibylla ti theleis; respondebat illa: apothanein thelo.” [from The Waste Land. T.S. Eliot.} ~ I have become accustomed to life. Three score and four- and I’m not keeping score- years, and there well may be more. […] Continue reading
~ It’s allergy season, or so I’ve been told, and the people are falling in love! There’s more to this sunlight – We’re tired of the cold! And long since old Winter, we’ve turned off the stove, Allergic Reaction is taking […] Continue reading
…. For some, the aesthetic is physical attraction: nice colors or features, top predilection; a whiff, of some air; ‘It’s a Win, by a Nose!’ By tactile impressions, or the scent someone chose. So far, so good; does that seem about right? Actually, it seems […] Continue reading
~ A new pad of paper that I can mar up, in writing a poem just for you. I hem and I haw, sputter and stop, and dream of the grandeur when through. I’ve done nothing much in this life I call mine, nothing, that is, […] Continue reading
…. Those boys will be cowboys and the girls will be prizes. (I know, you thought I’d say princess.) But girls are not subjects, which would make them then objects; whilst boys will be subjects of derision. Girls, for the boys, are objects of mission. The boys are not […] Continue reading
~ A fly in the ointment, had no appointment; he did what he wanted to do: All was free-fare with everything there! and he fed to his fill until through. Then being thus sated, still nothing abated his eating – so he ate, and he ate. Now, the fly […] Continue reading
Once, I was Younger and wild with the Hunger for the footloose, and be fancy free. But then, I grew older; I became an up-holder for the socio-respons- ibility. And now, that I’m Ag-ed, some say that I’m too Sag-ed; for I spew forth in much […] Continue reading
In a moment of composite newness, the adjectives flow into the way. Left breathless, by sensual pleasures, that pirouette slow rondelays, I take in the moment’s sweet offers; if for only a moment, per day. Too pleasing these composite hours, but for thee, Love, I simply essay: The moments for […] Continue reading
– For Emily, wherever I may find her. …. He made yourself to look too free; He took your soul to his. O […] Continue reading
a New Mexico fabliau, on Chauceran scale….. ~ This is a tale with two separate endings. It’s in media res where our story’s beginning, for where does a story really begin, but after the facts are recounted again. Life’s like a stream — it flows and it surges, before it then changes; and […] Continue reading
Tink's ChapBlog ~ Tales of the Tribe. Mythopoeic Verse 