I haven't been awfully consistent in blogging... and now for the last hour I have been aimlessly "spacing out" in front of the pc. so, what do I have to show for all that spacing out... nothing.
So, I wonder. Should I blog about nothing?
Well, here is what I have ended up with.... (if anyone cares to read)... a poem to describe the moment and many such moments that have transpired in the past...
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CHORDLESS ROAR
I play the grumble of the old rocking chair
Leaning and pushing,
leaning and pushing.
Jumbled up pieces of the jigsaw puzzle
Strewn on the marble with its sharp cold body.
Old treasures that I bought through thrift
Leather-bound now,
decorate the shelves
Accompanying the acquisitions of later decades
To enjoy the caress of weekly dusting.
The cursor on the monitor blinking rhythmic,
Anticipates a tale to be strung across the screen
That has remained wordless for the past hour.
I view the chordless roar beyond the window,
See the carefully-cultured trees,
handsome through acceptance,
Competing with the power of concrete structures.
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Go ahead... hurl those "raw egg" criticisms... :-)



