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Month: June 2014

June 20: Refilling the Well

June 21, 2014 / libbyweber / 4 Comments

When asked to write a story in ten days The only way that I know to succeed Is stealing bits of time from work and play, And then converting them to what I need. But by the time the story is submitted, The spring of inspiration has run dry; To prime the pump is not … Continue reading June 20: Refilling the Well

June 19: ‘Tis the Saison

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Pete Seeger's song says that to every thing There is a season, so when I drink A lovely beer, its praises I will sing As of taste and appropriateness I think- For when the sun shines hot, then hops I crave, As in the winter I love malty ale. For fall, Oktoberfest bier I will … Continue reading June 19: ‘Tis the Saison

June 18: Take the Cake

June 18, 2014June 21, 2014 / libbyweber / Leave a comment

O jammed genoise whose silken chocolate coat Breaks crisply and then melts upon the tongue And radiating warmth all down the throat, For decades has your loveliness been sung; The Jaffa Cake, throughout the world renowned, Almost fell victim to its own success- Initially, a tax tribunal found The cakes were biscuits, but there was … Continue reading June 18: Take the Cake

June 17: The Fail Cycle

June 17, 2014 / libbyweber / 2 Comments

To be aware you've been set up to fail Does not make failing any easier. Entreaties may be from beyond the pale, But asker's confidence it will occur Infects your brain and makes you wonder why You hesitated just before agreeing. Now you've agreed to give the task a try, Your self-recrimination guaranteeing. It breaks … Continue reading June 17: The Fail Cycle

June 16: Surprise.

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I'm glad I cleared my schedule for a day So when assignments suddenly appeared They caused me but a moment of dismay Before I girded loins and volunteered. Farewell, sweet slack and idleness of mind! Adieu commuting hours with Marcel Proust! Here cheer and masochism are combined, As by adrenaline I am seduced. But even … Continue reading June 16: Surprise.

June 15: Night Stroll

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Come walk beneath a thousand blazing suns Whose distance renders them to sparkling points And let the the moistened grasses when we run With fallen dew my sandaled feet anoint. Let constellations witness our escape From suffocating confines of the home, The lucent firmament will make us gape, Its shifting beauty guides us as we … Continue reading June 15: Night Stroll

June 14: The Finch Response

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Galapagos's tortoises maintain An interesting reflex when a bird Alights upon them, it's as if the brain Declares all other stimuli deferred- They haul their massive carapaces high As short and stump-like legs will them allow, With necks upraised, gravity to defy, As still as figurehead upon ship's prow. This unresponsive state lets native finches … Continue reading June 14: The Finch Response

June 13: Purpose Full

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I have forgotten what it's like to lack A deadline looming just around the bend. Accustomed now, I'm quite taken aback When there's no challenge for me to transcend. My mind feels stagnant when I do not write, And sluggish at those times I do not read, Or work up well-loved poems to recite, And … Continue reading June 13: Purpose Full

June 12: Tried Patience, or, Happy Birthday, Mom!

June 12, 2014 / libbyweber / 2 Comments

O Sainted Ellen of the Grilléd Cheese: You fed the hungry lunch in bright array, Our childish apprehensions did you ease, And with your laughter banished our dismay, And with a bowl, as first donned by St. Loony Up the Cream Bun and Jam, upon your head Made golden halos seem supremely puny, Declaring naughty … Continue reading June 12: Tried Patience, or, Happy Birthday, Mom!

June 11: Le Pew

June 11, 2014April 8, 2015 / libbyweber / 2 Comments

When through the open window evening breeze Delivers a distinctive sort of funk, I know that for some time I'll take my ease Surrounded by the stink of eau de skunk. Inhaling that distinctive sulfurous scent, Reminds me of my childhood when a whiff Of woodland musk inevitably meant That with a skunk our dog … Continue reading June 11: Le Pew

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