Monthly Archives: August 2014

Poem: Dedicated to those who struggle with change

I wrote this poem in four hours on July 15, 2014, the day I learned that someone well-known to my co-workers and me died the Saturday before.  His middle-aged passing shocked us. I did not know him well, but I … Continue reading

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Prose Poem: Seasons Preserved

This poem arose from a vivid memory: an apricot tree that grew alone in a small side yard of a childhood home in Pico Rivera, CA. Rather than pick the fruit, we let it fall to the ground and rot. If … Continue reading

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Free verse: My Offended Ear

My brain functions as programmed, and my default language functions are programmed to process words and sentences as an academic. I did write my own Everyday function, primarily to help me operate reasonably well with other people. I also have a Grammar … Continue reading

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Free Verse: DNA Applied

Usually I can describe why I wrote a poem: a prompt, something made me angry, something made me laugh, someone displayed a passion for an idea or activity and I tried to capture the spark in my own words. In … Continue reading

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Poetry open mic on Wednesdays

Two Idiots Peddling Poetry holds open mic evenings at The Ugly Mug Cafe, 261 N Glassell St, Orange, CA 92866. 8pm to ~ 10:30pm. Small entry fee – and please buy a coffee! I know by 6pm each Wed if I’ll … Continue reading

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Haiku: Light Series

I’ve started a series of haiku related to the word “light”. Here are the first three: 1 Particle and wave Lightspeed through time and deep space You bring me the stars 2 Where do photons go to die? My eye? Ah, … Continue reading

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This is where the words go

Hello World, This is an aggregation of my words.  Discussion, poem, analysis, story, algorithm. Written, said, symbolized in type, ink, art, music. Wherever whenever whatever. This is the convergence of all me’s and I am’s. And it is totally freaking me out. Hmmm. … Continue reading

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