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I'll publish or perish;
find someone to cherish;
move someplace phenomenal;
display an abdominal
physique to inspire,
which I shall acquire!
. . . Or perhaps, just retire.
find someone to cherish;
move someplace phenomenal;
display an abdominal
physique to inspire,
which I shall acquire!
. . . Or perhaps, just retire.
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He rode their tandem bike, alone.
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I count the cracks in between the blocks of cement beneath me as I walk. Two. Two. Four. Four. Always four sets of that. Always two, two, four, four. Four times each. Look up. Blink 8 times. Two sets of four. Then back down. Two, two, four, four.
Safe. Those numbers are safe. Even, not odd. Odd is bad. 'Odd' is what people call you when you're different. Bad. Wrong.
Two, two, four, four. I try to focus on something else, not on how many steps I'm taking, because there are people behind me. Person. One set of footsteps. Bad. Half of two. I think of it as two feet, and that's better. I feel better.
I round a corner, looking for my goal. Alwa
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Step softly, heart; mind doesn't know.
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Practicing what I preach, and entering `Kneeling-Glory's 25th Birthday Contest. Especially since we share the same birth month.
The idea is to write a poem of exactly 25 words, about one's goals for the next quarter-century birthday — in my case, my 50th.
Still wondering if perhaps I should've worked in something about AARP, though. After all, it's . . . only four more years!
(And relax, I'm not actually jinxing myself; 'publish or perish' is a bit of wordplay based on the academic concept. )
Update, as of Dec. 1: Apparently, this was good enough to place. Cheers!
The idea is to write a poem of exactly 25 words, about one's goals for the next quarter-century birthday — in my case, my 50th.
Still wondering if perhaps I should've worked in something about AARP, though. After all, it's . . . only four more years!
(And relax, I'm not actually jinxing myself; 'publish or perish' is a bit of wordplay based on the academic concept. )
Update, as of Dec. 1: Apparently, this was good enough to place. Cheers!
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REPLY TO 'BY FIFTY'
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It may still sound nifty
When you'r over fifty
And sporting a body of god,
Have published your verses
Through internet's sources,
Abounding with rhyme-less and mud,
Have not found the lyre
To vest with soul's fire
And cherish in poetry's brace,
Retired to minions
Of own mind's opinions
From life unromantic of grace...
-- Silver Rajah of Sophiastan
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It may still sound nifty
When you'r over fifty
And sporting a body of god,
Have published your verses
Through internet's sources,
Abounding with rhyme-less and mud,
Have not found the lyre
To vest with soul's fire
And cherish in poetry's brace,
Retired to minions
Of own mind's opinions
From life unromantic of grace...
-- Silver Rajah of Sophiastan