ayearinpoems.blogspot.com
A Year in Poems: Lunchette
http://ayearinpoems.blogspot.com/2007/06/lunchette.html
A Year in Poems. Friday, June 8, 2007. It’s known that phantoms eat alphabet soup. They like the language like beans like butter, but better to have all of its parts drowning in a dark sea than to weep through what time you have without ever scrumptiously creating an apple to fall on the dead. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Still life with Telescope. A Career in Baiting Judges. Coming to the City a Stranger. Everyone’s Wild West. A Black Train Roaring Through the Night.
ayearinpoems.blogspot.com
A Year in Poems: Coming to the City a Stranger
http://ayearinpoems.blogspot.com/2007/06/coming-to-city-stranger.html
A Year in Poems. Monday, June 11, 2007. Coming to the City a Stranger. The roil of so many pigeons –. Forgive us, and also ask our names. Dark city with a dangerous cliff. And encroaching bald spot,. I of five hundred horsepower. Wail your traditional song. Your streetwalkers do no fear. Me, and your floodgates wave “hello”. To the bus of tourists passing through. Ah, a runner has taken root. An ice cream cone slope droops. With melancholy, or is it something else? Do not ask me, says the brave city.
ayearinpoems.blogspot.com
A Year in Poems: I Was Working on my Degree
http://ayearinpoems.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-was-working-on-my-degree.html
A Year in Poems. Thursday, May 3, 2007. I Was Working on my Degree. The extensive grounds were thinning. After the sanitation workers ball. My love and I were washing dishes. Here was the most beloved plate to serve. A hand grenade all the way up from the tropics. It deserved a wash in the town’s well. These dishes are nudists naturally. A painted boy from his pastoral predicament. Pleads with me to keep my rag away. From his unpainted genitals. His singing and giggling, communing with the finches,.
irfh.blogspot.com
Rain Shadow People: Which Food Network Celebrity Would You Eat?
http://irfh.blogspot.com/2007/04/which-food-network-celebrity-would-you.html
IRFH blogs the ghosts of the nouveau tubular age. Tuesday, April 10, 2007. Which Food Network Celebrity Would You Eat? You're on board when the Food Network's private jet loses an engine and crash lands in the Andes. All of the network's celebrities survive. So. who do you eat? There are a few criteria to keep in mind:. For the buck. You'd want to pick someone with a bit of meat on the bones. Giada may look good enough to eat, but she'd hardly make for a feast. If you are what you eat, you just. All thin...
irfh.blogspot.com
Rain Shadow People: It’s Raining Lasagna (Vegetarian Edition)
http://irfh.blogspot.com/2007/06/its-raining-lasagna-vegetarian-edition.html
IRFH blogs the ghosts of the nouveau tubular age. Monday, June 11, 2007. It’s Raining Lasagna (Vegetarian Edition). Per request from MetaChat, posted here for space considerations. I promise it's much simpler than it looks at first glance. I've over-explained, just because I can.]. 1 @ 26 oz. Bottle of Classico Fire Roasted Tomato and Garlic Pasta Sauce (or equivalent volume of favorite pasta sauce or plain tomato sauce). 3 Tablespoons Extra Virgin Olive Oil. 2 @ Green Bell Peppers. 3 to 4 Cloves Garlic.
boomerang1922.blogspot.com
The Boomerang: Neva Brock—"Brock"
http://boomerang1922.blogspot.com/2006/12/neva-brock.html
The 1922 senior class of Winterset High School, Winterset, Iowa, in drawings and watercolors. Wednesday, December 6, 2006. Aristotelian, Y. W. C. A. 2, 3, 4. When joy and duty clash, let duty go to smash.". These are really great, i love your style. January 10, 2007 at 1:22:00 PM CST. John C. Ralston. Thanks. I'll be getting this site updated some time this week. January 10, 2007 at 1:26:00 PM CST. David Lasky, Esq. I love her expression! March 28, 2007 at 8:27:00 PM CST. March 28, 2007 at 8:32:00 PM CST.
ayearinpoems.blogspot.com
A Year in Poems: In a Dark Church Somewhere
http://ayearinpoems.blogspot.com/2007/05/in-dark-church-somewhere.html
A Year in Poems. Thursday, May 10, 2007. In a Dark Church Somewhere. Well, your crocheted lamb’s head,. It’s true the heat moves through it. We’ve all been over-baked, you know. You packed enough lies. In your green apple pies. That I believe I’ll have to abstain. While sleeping overnight with the insane. Well, I heard that they were praying. I couldn’t hear what they were saying. God was just a foreign spy, you know. He said they were putting him to sleep. I was nursing him in my cheap. But I doubt it.
irfh.blogspot.com
Rain Shadow People: March 2007
http://irfh.blogspot.com/2007_03_01_archive.html
IRFH blogs the ghosts of the nouveau tubular age. Wednesday, March 21, 2007. WASHINGTON, March 21, 2007. President Bush invoked the “I Know You Are, But What Am I? Though Congress has yet to respond officially, one unidentified Senator was overheard confiding to his Personal Hollywood Lobbyist (PHL) that the Republicans should anticipate being put in a very long time out. Thursday, March 15, 2007. Passive-Aggressive Ninja: Driving To Jaded. Wednesday, March 14, 2007. But Maybe Armageddon Will Be Cute.
irfh.blogspot.com
Rain Shadow People: Kids These Days...
http://irfh.blogspot.com/2007/04/kids-these-days.html
IRFH blogs the ghosts of the nouveau tubular age. Monday, April 9, 2007. If you're like me (and you're not), it might be getting a little hard to tell just who all those little bastards are out there messing up your lawn. For a scorecard to keep the players straight, try yourscenesucks.com. I don't look like any of those guys! April 9, 2007 at 3:37 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I'm It's Raining Florence Henderson. From MetaFilter and MetaChat. I got MOFB. View my complete profile.
