Rubbish Roses

                Rubbish Roses

She waited for him, hours on end.
The waiter stopped asking if she needed more.
The other diners cast their collective glance

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A Very Stable Genius

I love this!

Whiskers

His shaven face purrs.
Then day-old whiskers hurt and burnish.

Love Letter to a Bad Man

My friend Gloria Palazzo in Mexico, also (and first) a friend of Judy Dykstra-Brown, wrote this poignant series of love letters to the Bad Men in her long rich life. Judy challenged her readers to write our own such letters. Mine is to my own bad self.

“Share Your World” Challenge

I’ve seen many “Share Your World” challenges over the last couple years, so I figured maybe I could do one, in my own unique style of course. So, here goes.

1. What is your favorite flavor of ice cream? (Yeah, I’m easing into it.)

2. What is your most wonderful memory as a child before age 7?

3. If you could relive any moment of your life, what would it be?

4. What are the last 4 digits of your SSN?

5. We all remember our first kiss. Without describing the kiss, what led up to it?

6. What is your earliest memory?

So, check the pith?

I’ve been slowly adding material to my Pith page, but I’ve been informed that my (oh so few, but ever appreciated) viewers likely don’t get notified that I have done so. So, um, if you haven’t checked recently, maybe you will?

“Poets”

Poets
sublimate reality
in your mentality.
They destroy your totality