A discontented fear has landed in my gut like a bug lured by light that bangs against a lamp shade and buzzes as it burns It struggles in fits until it wears itself out and forgets why it came in the house ____________________________ Colleen Redman dVerse Poetry Pub
A Floydian Prayer by Tom Ryan: Yeah, though I walk through the Valley of tie-dye and tofu I shall fear no evil for though I am in Floyd, I am not of Floyd. Thy art is with me, Thy grants & Thy tax subsidies comfort me. Mine is the kingdom & glory of slackers & […]
Shadow Shot Sunday
1. My nephew recently announced the birth of his new baby boy in a family email, saying: His name is Franklin Daniel Redman (FDR). The New Deal is here. 2. With all the new age affirmations and self-health practices floating around, I think it’s interesting that the theme to my latest dance practice song is […]
Do you see what I see? The Tea of Poetry If my pen was the spout from which poetry poured I’d steep my words black I’d let them collect a potency of meaning in the belly of a cobalt blue pot I’d drop in a spoon a slight shiny curve with a looking glass handle […]
The following first appeared in a December 2012 issue of The Floyd Press. “We haven’t seen a crowd like this since Vice President Joe Biden was in town,” said Woody Crenshaw, as he greeted an overflow crowd at SustainFloyd’s Dine for a Cause “Souper Supper.” The December 9th fundraising event, held at the Floyd Country […]
The following year review was done by excerpting the first line or two in one post of each month from last year. You can click on the name of the month for a full accounting. January – Big hair, MTV and mothering babies. That’s what the 80’s were to me. And then came a move […]
1. After Christmas I was so tired I developed an opera yawn. 2. “We reduced drunk driving accidents without a total ban on alcohol. We didn’t think more alcohol was the solution to drunk driving.” From One Million Moms for Gun Control. 3. Me to my grandson Bryce: I don’t like gun games. Bryce: You […]
