gentle repertoire
Labels:
gentle repertoire,
inner voice,
naquillity,
one single impression,
poesaics,
tanka
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into matric'lated thoughts,
gentle repertoire
- I am, again, measureless
patterns of unequal worth.
Photo Hunt- rock
Labels:
fototudes,
naquillity,
photo hunt,
poesaics,
rock,
scenic sunday
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lacineate blades farm the paths edges
orneryly in august's heat as
cinematics rappel with extraordinary
knack.
elongated and parallel
geometries
exponentiate the
exit of the robber fly.
orneryly in august's heat as
cinematics rappel with extraordinary
knack.
elongated and parallel
geometries
exponentiate the
exit of the robber fly.
Lockegee is a mountain peak in Rowan County, KY standing 1, 273 ft above sea level. Their rock formations share views of Cave Run Lake (pictured below) and vast mountains for the climber.
Coordinates: Latitude 38.12286, Longitude -83.447684
hypnotic dandelion
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3ww,
drip,
hypnotic,
hypnotic dandelion,
naquillity,
poesaics,
sulk,
tanka
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sulk against a summer wind,
hypnotic dand'lion
... your silver afro, loosed ends
drip frenzied, white fireflies.
Northern Mockingbird
Labels:
fototudes,
mockingbird,
naquillity,
northern mockingbird
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6:50 am. Morning is waking, yawning and stretching beneath this tilting marrow. The sky's pale face isn't blushed properly when I spy a Northern Mockingbird outside my window. He's skittering across my deck banister.Where he is- center- has fallen into an inquisitor's bitter soil. His tail writes in its circumference. Fog has limited his green landscape rendering him in limbo.
He mocks other birds never knowing his own disjuncted voice. Somewhere between grey and song he withers. His soul forever placed in Naquillity's tomes as a shared memento.
Here's a link at All About Birds to hear the Northern Mockingbird.
Manic Monday
Labels:
bad things,
bgem,
burp,
good things,
manic monday,
naquillity,
one thing
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Name two things you consider yourself to be bad at: gardening. Everytime I try to spruce up our surroundings with flowers I manage to kill them. I either waterlog them or don't water them enough or maybe it's to much sun- not enough. The other thing I'm bad at is dodging potholes. If there's a hole to be hit you can bet I've hit it and MANY times.
Name one thing not many people know about you: If you're a close friend of mine then there isn't anything you don't already know. I'm pretty much an open book. For my blog friends however I think I could share... this.
The school year was 1982- 83. I was in 8th grade. The spacious room we were in was divided into two classrooms by a bulletin board. Our teacher was up front teaching Social Studies, I think, when I decided I had something to say to my friend. She was sitting in the next row talking to someone else and I couldn't get her attention.
In the minutes that followed I not only got my friend's attention but BOTH classrooms at one time. I could feel it coming on, pressure building. Still, I'm trying to tap my friend's left shoulder. One last attempt. Before. I BURRRRPPPPED out loud. It was the longest burp I had ever let out in my life. Naturally I put my head into my folded arms at my desk and laughed, red faced until I was out of breath. The whole place was a riot in laughter. The teacher however wasn't as amused as everyone else and said, "Who did that?"
4th of July
Labels:
4th of july,
fireworks,
haiku,
independence day,
naquillity,
poesaics
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Tonight our neighborhood was filled with bombs bursting air so I grabbed my camera, put it onto my tripod and took pictures of the fireworks. The above photo (my favorite) was one of several shots I was able to capture. Here are the words to my haiku in case you can't read them.
fireworks whang night
with brilliant decorations
independence day
Headache
Labels:
children's prayer,
headache,
naquillity,
now i lay me down to sleep,
poesaics,
tylenol
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Without this headache to keep
If I should sigh before I wake
It's for aspirin I did not take.
I wrote this one day after having a headache for 5 days straight. We were coming back home when the classic children's prayer came to mind. I'm reminded of this poem today because I've had a bad headache and thought it would be fun to share it here as a tribute of sorts.
BTW my headache is starting to ease off now because I took some Tylenol. :)
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