Poor Rich poor,povertydifferences countpossessions can not make yourich Their World Thereis nothingwrong with the poor classThe problem is with the blind eyeworld Write an Oddquain about poverty.Oddquain is a short, usually unrhymed poem consisting of seventeen syllables distributed 1/3/5/7/1 in 5 lines, developed by Glenda L. Hand. Just a Touch the question you askdecides the … Continue reading Poverty & Nonsense
I decided I would write a post about the nonsense in my head.Normally throughout the day I will jot down ideas, thoughts, random words, things I've heard or learned.These notes later become posts.Below are 24 hours worth of such entries.Enjoy Whistling indoors summons evil spirits in China Zz top legs insult to paraplegic community?Or great … Continue reading Processing the Nonsense in my Head
A man who loved nature very muchBut wasn't quite right in the headWas found knee deep in mulchmolesting shrubberies by his garden shed Nature is so beautiful he saidEverything grows free as can beHe then dropped his pantsWhich were filled with antsAnd stuck his junk in a tree Nature is so loving he saidSo natural, … Continue reading Nature lover
I'll say something without pretence That's known to put people in their place In any given situation To make comebacks vanish without a trace A no nonsense response, of such eloquence It has the ability to temporarily displace Abruptly uttered Can disrupt thought and allow chaos to race But memory dare not erase A burn … Continue reading No Coming Back From That!
I can't make sense of my own hand in front of my face, trippy. This stuff works quick. What did I take again? And where am I? This happens every time. Why didn't I leave myself a note? Maybe I did. I can't see one though. Looking, looking, looking. Wait. What am I looking for? … Continue reading A Handful of Nonsense