Poetic Words

Poetic words. Nothing more. No news, no reviews. Just useless words and musings.

Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Hurricane Katrina: Online Resources for Missing Persons and How You Can Help!

NowPublic.com website. It has a missing persons board.

If you want to help but are not sure of how to do it, there are plenty of ideas available on Michelle's blog. Please help in whatever capacity you can. Bloggers who are actually in the midst of the devastation are telling you what they need.

Saturday, August 27, 2005

Little Boys

dirty little boys
always picking at their nose
dirty little boys with their dirty little clothes
dirty little boys like to play in sand all day
dirty little boys think that fart is fun to say
but dirty little boys with all their dirty little ways
are a joy to behold all their dirty little days.

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Friday, August 19, 2005

Friday Meme

Tip of the hat to Bigorangemichael.blogspot.com.

Friday's Feast
Appetizer
Do you get excited when the season begins to change? Which season do you most look forward to?
The answer to that is yes I do and fall is the season I prefer, how 'bout you?

Soup
What day of the week is usually your busiest?
Wednesday is my busiest day I would say, I work and work - no time for play.

Salad
Would you consider yourself to be strict when it comes to grammar and spelling? What's an example of the worst error you've seen?
I am too quick to spell to well and those who mind can go to ...well.

Main Course
Who has a birthday coming up, and what will you give them as a gift?
My youngest child will be seven soon - to my child, I'll give the moon.

Dessert
If you could have any new piece of clothing for free, what would you pick?
A business suit would be my choice so I'd win the job and we'd all rejoice!

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Wednesday, August 17, 2005

My Car

My car broke down. It ran just fine.
Here I am without a dime.
Into the turn I began to go when pop I heard a sound below.
I thought a hole in my tire had I and fought the urge to scream and cry
the battery light came on and then tick tick tick it soon began
Not a tire, oh no
the tension mechanism seized up and blowed
with a pop and belts sprung free
My bloody car had died on me.

Sunday, August 07, 2005

This Here Brain

No good ideas just sit and stare
the page is blank, my mind is bare
i wish some lovely words had I
to post on here as time goes by
but this here brain, I fear, is small
And nothing much from which to call
So since there is not much to write
I'll post right here, to all goodnight.

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Thursday, August 04, 2005

Blah Blah Blah

Blah Blah Blah in my ear
Blah Blah Blah, that's all I hear
Blah Blah Blah all the day long
Blah Blah Blah goes this song

Shut up
Shut up

Shut up and go away
You're driving me crazy
Just go away

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