Eternity

Written on August 19, 2014 by tinkwelborn

~ In the Moments of Eternity I draw from me an Ecstasy – It comes to me, Discovery! Epiphany, and Euphony. A Symphony from Tympany Parodies Cacophony. Such Parity in Moiety Ought not to be what […] Continue reading →

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The Quickening

Written on August 13, 2014 by tinkwelborn

…. first comes the quickening no longer there an ancient excitement long disappeared ~ day in day out so many the year forgotten the wonder that’s flushed from aware ~ too soon it goes lost at the cost of career the myth of excitement as middle age nears ~ daylight delightment a […] Continue reading →

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One More Myth

Written on August 4, 2014 by tinkwelborn

…. Pass away, Pass away – Into Oblivion. So much for us And a Great Macho Nation. ~ Two boys of eighteen, one some months older, so close in their ages they could have been brothers, but for the customs of a great nation (still great – not late; like those, which came prior.) They […] Continue reading →

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that something of nothing

Written on July 28, 2014 by tinkwelborn

so funny is memory of something not there snippets of moments vignettes of what were the murmur of voices no one will hear to recollect faces none now can wear of those who once were and no longer here so funny the memory of places somewhere of that which once was now no longer there […] Continue reading →

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An Eponym For Theseus

Written on July 26, 2014 by tinkwelborn

~ No synonyms to find in the thesaurus; no eponyms to mind, relating to Theseus. So why wasn’t he, this man of mythology, an eponym in Greek for some part of memory? He forgot – quite a lot! isn’t that what it’s for? After all, was it not his main […] Continue reading →

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Gray Smoke

Written on July 5, 2014 by tinkwelborn

Originally posted on Tink's ChapBlog ~ Tales of the Tribe. Mythopoeic Verse:
? Thin wisps, like smoke, that fly from the fire, a mist late at night, broken down, but higher, flies past the face of a moon I desire. ? Deep in this night two bodies aspire – Venus and Luna, in search for…

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The Relevance Of Ephemera

Written on June 30, 2014 by tinkwelborn

…. Okay, I submit I sustain myself. My Passion At Youth Once a High. And now, On track, In the last laps of life I find all of That Left behind. # But, The Mind Is still here! But I swear, Doesn’t care. It […] Continue reading →

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Myth of Cronos

Written on May 21, 2014 by tinkwelborn

~ When Cronos Dethroned His Father from seat, He sat at The same spot The Pater had sat. Ouranos, in turn, Reverted to speech: “Look what you’ve done, My favorite son. The breach you entreat Shall only repeat. Bewrought in all wrong, […] Continue reading →

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All That Remains

Written on October 20, 2013 by tinkwelborn

…. It’s a long, long way to yesterday, a whole lot of water now gone. An uncle once said, It”s been a good day. It comes out in the wash when all done. ~ There are triolets here, a couple more there – then, bit by bit, disappear. I remember it most, the Real wholly […] Continue reading →

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Tales of the Tribe: Thistle and Stone

Written on August 2, 2013 by tinkwelborn

Thistle and Stone ~ Whistle to bone bristles the cold; it chisels old goslings from gander. This’ll bring home the old rolling Stone, and Thistles that roam far in wander. Vestigial in some the fossiling glum, to get up and run and meander. To wrestle with roam, to nestle at home, […] Continue reading →

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Tales of the Tribe – Seven Siblings

Written on July 31, 2013 by tinkwelborn

Myths such as that from the Kiowa tribe tell that the seven sisters, whilst running from the great bear, they hopped upon a great stump that grew into the enormous stump formation we see today in Wyoming, Devil’s Tower. The seven sisters were borne unto the sky and became the night stars which now make […] Continue reading →

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You Are What You Eat

Written on April 2, 2013 by tinkwelborn

~ 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 →

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A Kook, On The Kiva

Written on February 17, 2013 by tinkwelborn

A Kook, On The Kiva …. The Cliff-dwellers, at Bandolier, live there no more. Yet, people still stop to pay their Hellos, where homes have no rooves, windows, or doors, and ask: Why did they leave? Where did they go? What is a Kiva? and What is it for? Some, hold to notions they came […] Continue reading →

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One Will Move Forward

Written on November 21, 2012 by tinkwelborn

…and then she will ask me, to say something nice – there’s something, I’m certain, should surely suffice. My mind dashes back through slivers of time – To memory moments, sliced by design, and think of, ponder, give over to wander though time in the mind, is always together. Birds of one feather – a […] Continue reading →

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Tit for Tat

Written on January 3, 2012 by tinkwelborn

One day, mid-day, maybe noon, not before, there came a loud crashing and thrashing at door. I was resting from reading an old poem of Poe’s, and I’d just laid back when I started to doze. The noise now awoke me, and my senses still slow, a flutter then flapping, would stop and then go. […] Continue reading →