Monday, September 26, 2011

Happy Monday!

Aarrrggghhh!  Typing up some poetry while listening to country music!  I got up way too early this morning, and I'm trying to get some stuff done before I crash again.  I have been carrying a notebook to jot down some lines when they hit me, or that's the idea.  Part of it is that if I have the notebook I feel somewhat obligated to write in it.  Some of the stuff is okay and some of it is just silly.  This one is pretty silly.

Hope for Half

Chasing words across a page
  finding the ones that fit
The perfect ones that suit the stage
  words of wisdom or words of wit?

C. 2011 C. Thames

This is a bit of a take-off on Mark Twain.  He commented once that, "The man who thinks himself a wit is usually half-right."  Great line, IMHO.   I did another one that hits me as silly.  I have decided not to try to judge them, so you're going to get the bad with the good.  You can sort that one out for yourselves.

Fourteen

The number came up just now
  it doesn't mean anything
One more than the one below
  one less than the one above

It has to stand for something
  numbers always do
they mean something real
  they're not like the rest of us

Except this one
  out of the blue
It presented itself
  it just is

c. 2011 C. Thames

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