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June 29: Calibration

June 30, 2014 / libbyweber / Leave a comment

When asked to do a task that one will fail, And no-one else could possibly fail less, To acquiesce and know one won't prevail, Will always hopes of better things depress. When bearing blows for others is the norm, Perceived a toll for traveling the road, Conditioned thus, it seems to be bad form To … Continue reading June 29: Calibration

June 28: Perfection Protocol

June 29, 2014June 29, 2014 / libbyweber / 2 Comments

Just who can say what makes a splendid day? Could it be weather, neither gray nor sunny? Or lovely friends, or impromptu soirees At which a game predictably turns funny? Or maybe it's that mix of novelty And mourning those familiar things now past, Although some aspects of the memory Persist, despite unlikeliness to last. … Continue reading June 28: Perfection Protocol

June 27: Jump, Dive, and Whale

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A whaling voyage loomed within the cards, And having little wealth with which to hire Harpooners, smiths, or doughty foc's'le tars, We set to sail, our fortunes to acquire. But what fair wind t'was started at our backs Soon chilled our hot pursuit clear to the bone. Inadequate our floundering attacks, Until I faced fell … Continue reading June 27: Jump, Dive, and Whale

June 26: Always Playing

June 26, 2014October 6, 2014 / libbyweber / Leave a comment

Road trip vacations could have been the worst, But we had Stinky Pinkies and Padiddles With trucker honks and I Spy interspersed, And in the desperate times, we played at riddles. But as we grew, our games also matured To “In My Pants” and “Who'd You Rather Kiss.” But from these callow pastimes I was … Continue reading June 26: Always Playing

June 25: On Othello

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Though Hamlet's Mousetrap shows a regicide By deadly poison dribbled in the ear, Far crueler is toxicity implied By cunning tongue believed to be sincere, A weapon won't discriminate; a knife Will slay without regard for class or wealth, But slander visited upon a wife Is an attack by proxy via stealth. For Shakespeare knew … Continue reading June 25: On Othello

June 24: Argument Clinic

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On days when fights are easier to pick And one must call on friends to whine and vent, Some time detached from conflict is the trick, Since fury flooding further strife foments. So moments spent with meals or taking walks Could re-align perspective and revive One's absent humor, though attentive talk, Can keep the heated … Continue reading June 24: Argument Clinic

June 23: Similes Like Metaphors

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When someone called me poet, I demurred And said that what I write is really verse; When asked the difference, I then deferred To dictionary, lest I make things worse. I found that verse has meter, which I knew, And often features rhymes at ends of lines, And while a poem has a rhythm, too, … Continue reading June 23: Similes Like Metaphors

June 22: Necessarily So

June 22, 2014September 9, 2014 / libbyweber / 2 Comments

B minor is they key that Gershwin chose For his sublime creation “Summetime.” But for a previous singer the band chose A full C minor chart; hardly a crime.A half-step up makes little difference To saxophones in their ideal range, But for a vocalist, it explains whence A lovely piece can end up sounding strange.And … Continue reading June 22: Necessarily So

June 21: Grow Up

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When children wish that they were fully grown Adults will scoff and say they should enjoy The carefree years before they're on their own. Such sentiments are certain to annoy, For there's a fundamental misconception That toys and sweets are what they would possess Yet by that age, they're sure to take exception To inequality … Continue reading June 21: Grow Up

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

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