Tag Archives: Poetry

Vacation Alias

Posted on June 11, 2015 by randomyriad

Vacation Alias The old man asked me for my name. For some reason I said, “Marshall.” “As in Marshall Dill Pickle?” he said, Producing a finger gun and The playful sound of shooting. I thought, I guess I will be … Continue reading →

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Singing From A Place I Recognize

Posted on June 7, 2015 by randomyriad
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Emily’s Blues

Posted on June 4, 2015 by randomyriad

Good morning, Midnight! I’m coming home, Day got tired of me – How could I of him? Sunshine was a sweet place, I liked to stay – But Morn didn’t want me – now – So good night, Day! –Emily … Continue reading →

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Dylan’s Folk Rap

Posted on May 21, 2015 by randomyriad

I love the mix of metaphor and straightforward language Bob Dylan uses in this song. The music is simple and the words work like sung poetry. Some people like his harmonica playing too. On that I remain neutral. How do … Continue reading →

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Notes from April

Posted on May 16, 2015 by randomyriad

Through me life, I in currents Of wind and water Sometimes submerged Settling into patterns Of searching Repeating steps   Through forest into suburbs At the park on High street, Dazed students dapple the lawn, Crows mingle, snatch tidbits With … Continue reading →

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