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Sunday, October 8, 2023

Sunday 8 OCT 2023

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4 comments:

Ol' Man Keith said...


Till Monday…

Nothing to binge, nor much to say
as I approach my holiday.
Each Sunday seems to mock me
as seven more days in hock flee
with a quarter month of one more year
of all that’s left me on this sphere.

I gave up prayer many years ago,
so while I kindly ask you to forgo
soliciting divine intervention,
I wouldn’t mind a little circumvention.
If anyone knows an eager publisher
who wouldn’t find it a great discomfiture
to play the game of setting a deadline
for a draft MS of this book of mine—!
No commitment to print, nothing like that!
I just need a countdown, ten numbers flat
that metaphorically kick me in the haunch,
anything to constrain & force me to launch!

Not to be too gloomy, guys,
it’s just that, with age, I realize
that Time is definitely not my friend.
And unproductive days do tend
t’accumulate, faster than ever
while blank pages say I’m not so clever
that everyone, from y’all to my clichรฉ fat pup,
knows I don’t have time to play catch-up!
~ OMK

OwenKL said...

This word used to mean a shopping spree.
Now it entails a week of watching T. V.
Either is a waste,
Even sometimes poor taste,
I wonder what it will be in twenty-forty-three?

Wordle 841 4/6

๐Ÿคท‍♂️๐Ÿคท‍♂️๐Ÿคท‍♂️๐Ÿคท‍♂️๐Ÿคท‍♂️
๐Ÿคท‍♂️๐Ÿคท‍♂️๐Ÿคท‍♂️๐Ÿคท‍♂️๐Ÿ›’
๐Ÿคท‍♂️๐Ÿ›’๐Ÿ›’๐Ÿคท‍♂️๐Ÿ“บ
๐Ÿ“บ๐Ÿ“บ๐Ÿ“บ๐Ÿ“บ๐Ÿ“บ

OwenKL said...

Orijinz:
No gold did Polycrates find on his land.
To Delphi he went to understand.
"When no stone is unturned
You will find what is yearned."
'Neath the last, gold was urned,
Polycrates died next day, an aged man.

Misty said...

"Great Bake"

As a baker Hal was a hybrid
but he did make terrific rye bread.
He was active as a vendor,
and made products for each gender.

He sold his bakeries from his truck
which made them easy to untuck.
Hal was treasured by his neighbors,
who considered him a savior.

Why he was so popular was no mystery,
he was worthy to be a figure of history.
And so, as he continues baking,
his life is history in the making.