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I gave myself the prompt of taking the 17th word from a random page out of an old journal, and using that as the first word of a new poem. That word was “very” and this is the poem…
Limerick-inspired Alphabet of Occupations: 23 – traffic Warden
Today and in this month of Valentines love we’re exploring the profound love of Mom-n-Pop street vendors. At the lower end of the economy, they are truly the object of Bon Jovi’s song “Living on a prayer”.
I have a happy book dedicated to writing nothing but comedy. But as we know, comedy cannot exist without tragedy as its reflection.
This is a poem about that.
A piece about the joys of grinding through the mundane to arrive at the extraordinary.
A DIY build-it-for-yourself kind of interactive poem where you and I make some progress and growth together. Nice!