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Before he became famous for being the creator of “The Simpsons”, Matt Groening wrote “Life in Hell”, which was a weekly comic that was published from 1977 to 2012. The strip featured anthropomorphic rabbits and a gay couple. Groening used these characters to explore a wide range of topics about love, sex, work, and death. The comics also expressed angst, alienation, self-loathing, and fear of inevitable doom (oh, how appropriate to post this today, when the world is going to end).

Wanting to improve on my poetic skills, I found this hilarious “guide” he wrote about how to be a sensitive poet.

My favorite things in this guide are the suggested subjects to write about, specifically “tree stumps”, and the writing prompts, especially the one, “On the lonely cliff I loiter”. I giggle everytime I see that.

A truly amazing thing is I found a poem that is really good, and it has tree stumps in it. You can check it out here: http://thebatamonblog.wordpress.com/ How funny is that?

I can tell, I’m going to write some awesome poems by utilizing these nifty tips. Let me know if they help you with your poetry writing.

Trisho

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Honest
Ample happiness
Patient
Productive
Young at heart

Laughs
Insanely funny
Facinating
Euphoric smile

Sadistic
Always lies
Disgusting

Little
Insignificant woman
Fucks up
Everything

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I’m fortunate to have a lot of wildlife around me, even though I live on the outskirts of a large city.  There are several herds of deer that live in my neighborhood, and one morning, I looked out my window and was delighted to see not one, but three little fawns (feasting on my plants…lol, oh well, how can I have a grudge against these little babies?).  I hope you enjoy the photos!

FAWN

Fleeting

Always timid

Wanders

Navigator

Oh dainty doe

You are so graceful

Quietly wandering to and fro

Sometimes you rest under the trees, finding a dry spot from the rain

Waiting out the storm, so that you may continue your plight

The constant quest for food

You are so pleasant to gaze upon

A reminder of all that is ephemeral

One should delight in your presence

And never take for granted

The innocence you bring to the world.

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“A storm builds, and its coming will cleanse the World”

Lo! We have listened to many a story of our forefathers, their splendor of old, their mighty heirs and warrior deeds!  Many a son of warriors old, taken by the forces of savage foes.

Whence came this seed of evil?  Born of a father from Ny-an-za, in the “Dark Continent.”

The mother of evil, from Wi-chi-ta, a far away land named “The New World.”  The seedling to be born a half-breed son.

The young lad had not a decent upbringing;  a father and mother of nomadic ways, he found guidance through a false prophet, who resided in the windy city.

The prophet-noir did instill obscure and profane thoughts into the impressionable young mind.  The lad had sought out strange writings by mad-men; twisted ideas of “taking from one man, to give to another”,  his education grew in the wrong direction- it was too late- he had sealed his fate.

Surrounded by faceless soulless men and women; he learned his craft well, to be a soothsayer and captured the feeble minded through wicked spells of deception.

From humble beginnings, paltry and weak, he grew to a tyrant as time brought change to the world;  he slyly throve under heaven in power and pride.

As he tasted a sip of power he knew, he had to take it all for himself;  nothing to stop him- the lawmakers that were trusted to protect the masses, they also fell victim to his spells.

Woe the fate of a great Republic- sabotaged by this monster!

He had planned his campaign; through any means to take power, to rule over all.  His ideas were to be followed, none may object; strike down those who dare criticize his will.

His rise to the Apex of power came to pass, swift like a thief in the night.  By covert  planning; many opened the doors for him, through nefarious ways.

In his court of advisers; a haggard woman of power, took him for her pawn.  She vouched for him; a lie through and through….that he may be eligible to be supreme leader over all.

Although the contract of the Republic stated only a natural citizen may rule; she convinced the judges, that her words were true.

Once in power, this usurper from the “Dark Continent” needed not abide by the laws.  The oligarchy ruled; looked the other way, when transgressions were committed against the common people.

Those who had power, had committed treason against the Republic; how to annihilate them to restore peace and prosperity through the Great Land?, for which many a brave warrior had met mortality to protect.

Oh the fate of a great nation, only to collapse under such duress!

Everything that was hidden  will be revealed; and as the sun overcomes the darkness, will a new day dawn with grace?

Annihilate– To destroy something

Apex– The highest point of something, the top

Covert– Secret, not intended to be known, seen, or found out

Forefather– Male ancestor, usually one who died long ago

Haggard– Appearing worn, unruly

Nefarious– Evil, utterly immoral or wicked

Nomadic or Nomad- Someone who wanders from place to place

Paltry– Insignificant or unimportant

Profane– Irreverent, showing disrespect for God, any deity or religion

Throve– Past tense of thrive

Treason– Betrayal of country

Tyrant– An absolute ruler who exercises power cruelly and unjustly

Usurper- Seize something without right: to use something without the right to do so

Whence– From where- from what place or source

Definitions from Encarta.com, and The American Heritage Dictionary 3rd edition.

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I’ve decided that I will post random tidbits of information that may or may not be helpful to you.

These will be posted in between my larger, more thought provoking material.

I may or may not impose an “assignment” for you the reader, at the end, where you may respond with your answer via the comment section.

You know how your mother told you that, “You learn something new everyday”, well this is my contribution to your “daily learning”. Ha! And you thought you were through with school!

So, hopefully, you will find this to be a great resource for you…..enjoy…..or not.

Here is an interesting word that isn’t used much these days:

Firkin–noun

1.  a British unit of capacity usually equal to a quarter of a barrel.

2. a small wooden vessel or tub for butter, lard, etc.

Origin: Middle English

An example of it used in a sentence: Joe will bring a firkin of beer to the party.

Your assignment: Write a short poem using the words, firkin, gherkin, lambkin, and napkin.

Oh, it is due thirty minutes, fifteen seconds after you have finished reading the directions….lol.

Good Luck!

Modern Language Association (MLA):

“firkin.” Dictionary.com Unabridged. Random House, Inc. 07 May. 2010. <Dictionary.com http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/firkin>.

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Nacho, Nacho, ….when I hear your name….I want to tango
You have the look
The look of a lovely boy toy
If I could remember my dreams
I’m sure you would be in them
You are the master of polo
And quite an exquisite fellow
Oh the magnificent life you have
From humble beginnings
You have reached the zenith in life
Time will pass and beauty will fade
But you will endure
As that stunning polo player…..Nacho

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