Tag: Commentary
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Trum Tum
Trum Tum Trum tumWhat have they doneLied and cheatedTill trust was gone What is loveAffection and trustWhere is worthAs gold turns to rust How much longerTurn my headTry to loveThough trust be dead Can’t go onMust end the songGot what they wantedBut no one won I comprehendThis isn’t the endIt’s only beginningI’m full of dread…
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A Poet
A Poet The mouthpiece of passionHis words delineate mindHis cadence – the parameters Of time With verses lyricOften out of fashionGives us a signPerhaps we’ll be less blind To time and mindThe poet and passion –LE
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Fall Haiku
Fall of ’98 – Haiku Cloudbursts soak my clothes and shoesLeave me wet and cold –Web-bound bugs struggle Yellow Ash leaves are fallingCovers the green, green –The last mower sings In her autumn bedPassion tides recede and rise –The fan moans softly Wasting away inPoly-something cubes –Windows NT for our light Who in hell can…
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Say Anything
Say Anythingby Tristan Prettyman If I could say anything, anythingWhat would it be?A good question for a distant realityI would tell you that I love youEven when it didn’t showI would tell you that I love you, baby,By now, I hope you know. If you could go anywhere, anywhereWhat would you see?Take a step in…
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Anne – Part 17 – Kinetico – Shaky Paradise
Kinetico Fortunately, I did find a full-time job as a technical writer after a few months of part-time jobs. I was hired by Kinetico in Newbury, Ohio, to write proposals and manuals for their Reverse Osmosis and other filtered water systems, which they manufactured on the site. It was a 45-minute drive to and from…
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Listen
Listen I hope you will listenTo the songs inside yourselfNot be led by someone elseAbout the good life you can haveYes, I hope you will listenThere truly is a lessonIn the earth, the starsThe moon and the sunPotential is growingMastery is knowingHow to listen to yourself –LE
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Human
Humanby Rag’n’Bone Man I’m only humanI’m only, I’m onlyI’m only human, human Maybe I’m foolishMaybe I’m blindThinking I can see through thisAnd see what’s behindGot no way to prove itSo maybe I’m blindBut I’m only human after allI’m only human after allDon’t put your blame on meDon’t put your blame on me Take a look…
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Anne – Part 16 – My Tech-writing Job Ends
My Tech-writing Job Ends Shortly after my return from Grammy’s funeral, they started laying off people at work. It became evident that my days were numbered, too. So, I offered to resign if they would continue to use me as a contractor. There were still a couple of manuals that needed to be done. I…
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Anne – Part 15 – Grammy Dies – 1993
Anne – Part 15 – Grammy Dies 1993 About a year into my adventure in technical writing, my maternal grandmother died. She was 98. She had fallen and broken a hip. She had a hip replacement. I was told that she came out of the surgery fine. but after a few days in recovery, quit…
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Steed
Steed At least I have my wheels, my vehicle,My shiny, faithful, always trusty, steed. When she treats me well, she’s My sweet machine, My cherry ride, My shiny sweet serene. But when she’s fickle or broken down, she’s My god damn, My rust bucket, My infernal, My death trap, My garbage scow. She’s the kind…
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