Each month, write a new collection.
Cabinetsthe carpentershad installedthe cabinetsDad handed mea sack, it feltheavy, and abox of boltswith flatheads and slotsthere weretwenty housesto do todayI ran to the firstpulled out a knobslipped a boltin the hole, spunthe knob, clinchedit tightthat was one
I like the plainness of this. Very convincing.
I completely agree with you Robbi. That's what makes this poem!
Okay, so are you high in this one? Lol. Altar boy? So you're Catholic? I'm so addicted to your freaken blog its a sin, ask the Padre to forgive me and diosito santo too. :-D
I left the Catholic church as a young person. Quaker now. It's great but no confession. I'm glad you're addicted! I love your work.
Behind the Scenes I Am An Expert DayDreamerDayDream BelieverYup, I can relate to that.The song is pretty,but I love all Classic Rock pretty much.The lyrics talk about my life.Brown eyed girl,American womanAlways California dreaming the days away.Imagining.That gets me into trouble.But I guess thats okay.I mean, maybe not to some people.But how others live their lives doesn't seem right to me either.We all play our roles and give in to our vicesOver and over and over again.And I guess thats what makes life good,What makes things good.No matter how evil they seem.I make up stories in my head.Cast real life people into roles they're meant for.Can't help it when someone looks the part.
That's great! This is a song of yourself!
Dear diary, I officially hate Tickle Me Elmo. That little red bastard is going to haunt my dreams all season. I haven't seen this much customer stupidity since the Cabbage Patch Kids incident of 1984. The warehouse is constantly out of them, and when I am able to order the little vibrating freak, they send me two cases. Really, two cases? That's eight Elmos. I don't dare bring them out to the salesfloor when we are open. A guy in some store back east was killed last week. He rolled out a cart of five cases and was trampled to death. I try to explain to people that there will be a massive overage of them after Christmas. All they need to do is buy a gift card and come back in January. But no... little Billy NEEDS IT NOW! Cretins. It's like they think we should be able to pull an endless supply of Elmo out of our ass on comand. And now that we are no longer holding merchandise or giving out rainchecks, tempers have reached an unreasonable level moron. Not the most wonderful time of the year.
I love that you're doing these as diary entries. Keep that up! These are wornderful!
I love this one
Small Insider InformationPunctuate, Capitalize, Superscript exactCite in form requested.Painstakingly prevent,Plagiary death.Will you sleep again you wonderAs you pass 50 pages Gasp, a message in your in box.Truant evidence now here,For page one.Is it humanly possible toPunctuate, CapitalizeSuperscript exact.Start all again,From page one?Look, touch this iconNow touch page one and brace.As computer vomit happensSelf changing 50 sheets,from page one.The program is called EndnoteWorth every penny in its pot.
This is wonderful. You are really developing this collection well. Here we have the minutia of the job. I'll have more prompts like this to come!