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December 11: Figurative

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The story on the radio compared A storm in drought to paying off one bill While deep in debt, and hours after it aired That simple simile is with me still, Because that story seemed a metaphor For all the trying times I must endure, For every obstacle exposes more Perspective shifts revealing things obscure, … Continue reading December 11: Figurative

December 10: Evaluation Eve

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I doubt that I shall ever like auditions, But now I'm better able to endure The flight or fight response, and repetitions Beforehand and a warm-up reassure Me that I am prepared to do my best, And if I don't, then it was not to be- It's ultimately pointless to protest That failure or success … Continue reading December 10: Evaluation Eve

December 9th: Imaginary Friends

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I like the thought of you, and that's enough. I know your name and face, of course, but all The rest is only insubstantial stuff, Though thoroughly delightful folderol. I like the sound of you, and that is pleasant, Although I like to listen while alone, And open my enjoyment like a present With none … Continue reading December 9th: Imaginary Friends

December 8: All the Trimmings

December 9, 2014July 7, 2015 / libbyweber / 1 Comment

A box of tchotchkes spans my whole existence- Some catch the light, some catch the memory, And with the added benefit of distance, Popsicle sticks and yarn transcend the twee. Worn velvet and sun-blanched construction papers Seen through nostalgia-clouded oculi, Will conjure thoughts of past tree-stealing capers, With long and chilly roadside standings by. So … Continue reading December 8: All the Trimmings

December 7th: Make Shift

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A universal irritant is that Which doesn't function when it is desired, Especially when someone is left flat, Bereft of services that are required. Thus scrambling must commence to fill the need To find a work-around that will augment One's assets and, with fortune, may succeed So well the fix becomes quite permanent. But failure … Continue reading December 7th: Make Shift

December 5: Nothing to See

December 6, 2014December 6, 2014 / libbyweber / Leave a comment

Too much occurred today to fit it in To fourteen lines, and so I'll summarize: Work wasn't awesome, much to my chagrin, But I excelled when left to improvise. By contrast, in the evening I adhered To notes and the notation on the page, And friends were kind at times they might have sneered, Which … Continue reading December 5: Nothing to See

December 4: Stop

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It started with displays of thoughtlessness, Which then were amplified by length of day, Sleep deprivation, and punctiliousness- It might be good for you to stay away. Then traffic kept me on the road so long That I had insufficient time to eat, And paltry meals serve only to prolong An awful mood- you really … Continue reading December 4: Stop

December 3rd: Some Enchanted E-vening

December 3, 2014 / libbyweber / 2 Comments

You hear a pop and suddenly, a pope Is seated on a log inside the loge, The janitor with mop begins to mope About the dog who's suddenly a doge. Below, they watch a stag upon the stage While one man on his date's nape takes a nap, And since she's on the rag, she's … Continue reading December 3rd: Some Enchanted E-vening

December 2nd: Overdressed

December 2, 2014December 2, 2014 / libbyweber / 2 Comments

A pair of red galoshes for my feet, An a-line skirt to ward off puddle splash, With tights to help retain my bare knees' heat And extra shoes for when the boots I stash, A cotton sweater to wick off the damp, With matching scarf for my cold-roughened throat, My dapper raincoat, belted like a … Continue reading December 2nd: Overdressed

Decmber 1: Words of Wisdom

December 1, 2014 / libbyweber / 1 Comment

If you think hemiola's syncopation, Inevitably you will enter late. An audience can hear if there's cessation Of phrase within a rest. You should abate Dynamic at the ends of lines Romantic, In Classical, stay strong until the tonic. And even if the tempo ends up frantic, The singers must stay with the philharmonic. Traditions … Continue reading Decmber 1: Words of Wisdom

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