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A favorite poem, lived out

This is one of my very favorite poems. It’s from When We Were Very Young by A. A. Milne (yes, the guy who wrote about Winnie-the-Pooh).  264 more words

A Meandering River

A day in the Smoky Mountains is always relaxing. There is so much there to help you relax. You can always find a place to be isolated if needed. 231 more words

Equipment I Use

Shroom Maundering

Rain, and then
the cool pursed
lips of the wind
draw them
out of the ground -
red and yellow skulls
pummeling upward
through leaves, 606 more words


Sunday 17 August 2014

Missing Bean, Oxford

Caractacus Potts has noticed the time -

drinks up, bids Oxford farewell,

back to fair-weather wandering.

He will invent the road as he thinks it -

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Everyday Chaos

Meandering Through The Pain

It’s interesting, life. You think you have a handle on things. You think you have an idea of what’s going on. You think there’s some sort respite from fighting and slogging through life. 469 more words

Marriage Issues

H is for Hair Smoothness

At some point or other I’ll come up with some sort of idea before I start out writing this thing. It’s a highly radical notion I know but meandering through the thicket of uncertainty until an idea emerges that I can shoot in the face and tackle to the ground has worked on occasion before. 272 more words

Post-Fundado, Founded; Constructions

Right now my body is struggling to push itself to ‘work’ (whatever that means, hehe). The aches on some areas have somehow doubled the force of Earth’s gravity, turning my movements sluggish and unreliable. 296 more words