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THE ONCE UPON A TIME TREE
September 25, 2011
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Is this a once upon a time tree or what? I mean, look at it. There’s got to be a trapdoor in the hollow and stairs leading down to : a pirate’s treasure, a dragon’s treasure, a wizard’s chamber of magic, a realm of fairy folk, the lair of a band of robbers or a […]
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terrible pain, but now we are arrived at a new beginning. Here will we build a better life safe and secure from the horrors and agonies of yesterday.’ Then the sun exploded.
A NEW DAY #flashfiction The exhausted survivors, bedraggled and triumphant, gathered in the meadow to hear their leader speak. Their leader raised his hands and nodded thrice. ‘My children,’ he began, ‘our long and dreadful journey is at an end. Yes, we have suffered loss and
Samantha fair, the girl with ravens in her hair. And when they carried her off in flight, I was the one who stole her kite.
THE GIRL WITH RAVENS IN HER HAIR #FairyTaleTuesday #whimsy Oh, I remember Samantha fair, the girl with ravens in her hair. How they got there? Who can tell? Not James K. Polk or A. Graham Bell. Oh, I remember
THE COBRA'S GARDEN #nonsense #poetry the cobra is a mighty bird it swims beneath the water its garden blooms on sunny days when temperatures are hotter pic.twitter.com/3cobMDQtbH
4 of 5 stars to A Perfect Spy by John le Carré goodreads.com/review/show/48…
Two of my ancestors were illegal immigrants fleeing religious oppression. They arrived in 1620 on a ship called Mayflower. #refugees #religion
slow geometry across the floor. The man remains, perched, motionless. He speaks only once after many hours. He says, ‘I think it’s good.’ Many more hours later he perches dead on the edge of the lone chair in the barren room.
WILING AWAY THE HOURS #theater #dada The man, barefoot, wearing a threadbare formerly green coat and tattered formerly red pants, perches in silence on the edge of the lone chair in the barren room. His face is a frozen mask of indifference. Sunlight from the window slides in
FRECKLED LEAVES #poetry #dada Be still, my heart Behold the freckled leaves Midnight ripped asunder by the gentle afternoon I waver, uncertain, balanced on one leg I eat the cookie It is good pic.twitter.com/ikXPCfjcyn
Roaming buffalo are a sight, I can guess. I want chocolate pie. Isn’t that a kick? The Romans used to …” Holly droned on. Mary and Celeste remained content, for both of them were deaf.
come from a very fine stalk. Not one better will you see on your walk. Or flight. Do you have individual rooms in the hive? Or is it bunkmates galore? Whee! I like today. It’s almost as good as tomorrow. Oh, good-bye. Fly away. Fly away home. On the range.
The rest of the time she thrilled to the music of her voice and ignored the content of her blather. “Oh, bee! Welcome, welcome, and take all the pollen you can carry. Or more than the greatest love the world has known. I wish I had a telephone. I’d send all my lovin’ to you. We
THE HOCK SISTERS #flashfiction Holly, Mary, and Celeste Hock faced another glorious day. Mary and Celeste were content to bathe in sunlight and dream of one day operating construction equipment. Holly, however, constantly jabbered. Half the time she paid no attention to herself. pic.twitter.com/5j2zj2RBXv
might Get takeout again tonight. Your call.
DEBRA JO #poetry #horror Debra Jo, Debra Jo, Will you help me down my foe? While I wield this slender knife Will you join me? Take my life? If I promise to be good Will you help, Red Riding Hood? When the sun sets in the west Plunge the dagger. Let me rest. Or perhaps instead we
@MoviesSilently It's all about the eyebrows.
Solstice Toast #fairytaletuesday Here's to that first guy or fella thousands and thousands of years ago who noted the sunrise moving gradually to the right for half a year, then moving gradually left for the other half a year.
MERRY SOLSTICE! #fairytaletuesday #Solstice Thank you, sun. Whatever would we do without you? pic.twitter.com/SHwRgi6wVq
SYCOPHANT'S GUIDE TO PRAISING THE BOSS #solstice sun you are my favorite star and i’m not just saying that because my existence depends on you i genuinely like you you are the best star pic.twitter.com/M9xs0PW6BT
4 of 5 stars to The Premonition by Michael Lewis goodreads.com/review/show/47…
NEWS STORY #ice ATTEMPTED MURDER **** CRIME OF WEATHER PASSION **** WINTER’S ASSAULT ON SPRING **** STRANGULATION BY ICE **** LOCALS STUNNED, BUT HOPEFUL pic.twitter.com/DMao3ddiZF
4 WAYS TO BEGIN A DADA STORY #dada #4 My dentist wears mermaid flukes on his head. “I raise tourniquet spiders,” said the man happily from his deathbed. When last I melted treacle, spring was in the air. Jingles licked himself.
ROAD SIGN #poetry #burmashave silly young handmaidens spring to the fore hands awash in blood and gore in triumph they dance upon the lawn stomping on peacocks from dusk 'til dawn oh the fowl and cruel deed with great misfortune did succeed Burma Shave
5 of 5 stars to The Haunting of Hill House by Shirley Jackson goodreads.com/review/show/47…
shoulders through the checkerwork of leaves the sun flung spangles, dancing coins – Private Carr and his escalating oath – lame Gerty limping, a dreamer – those lovely seaside girls – the heaventree of stars hung with humid nightblue fruit – Could a swim duck? Says I – yes
strolling on Sandymount Strand – socks with skyblue clocks, jaunty – Plumtree’s Potted Meats, which can make of each home an abode of bliss – Rose of Castille and rows of cast steel – met him pike hoses – Come forth, Lazarus! And he came fifth and lost the job – On his wise
THE BLOOMSDAY TOAST #JamesJoyce Here’s to – Nora the barnacle goose – Skin-the-Goat – the giggle fit of bronze by gold – the blind stripling piano tuner tap tap tapping along – the dog’s rag of wolf’s tongue redpanting from his jaws- Stephen deep in thought pic.twitter.com/HsXCmqfhQM
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