Trepidation

Sometimes life gets in the way. You don't want it to happen, and you certainly don't ask for it to happen, but it happens all the same. Sort of like pulling an onion ring from a bag of French fries. It can either be a delicious, crisp golden-brown bit of magic in your mouth or a grease-filled, tongue-burning, stomach-wrenching horror.

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Versions

I like to write when I get my hair done. Weird? Maybe. But there is something about plunking down in a chair, watching creative folks bustle around clients in an artful modern dance of sorts. It gets me in a writing mood, and I almost always crank out a poem while my grays go bye-bye. Sometimes I remember and post what I've written straight away, and sometimes I come across these musings while tapping into the notes section of my iPhone to add to my story ideas list. This is what happened today. Read on for the result.

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Legs

Last week, I asked Facebook friends for nouns and verbs, thinking it would be a great interactive way to spark some short poetry. I was not disappointed. Today, I'm using the verb "elongate," posted by Priscilla H. (thanks, P!). Again, like "shower," I could've gone gutter-side, but I'm keeping things quasi-clean. Read on for the short poem.

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Shower

Can a poem a day keep the doctor away? Dunno. But it sounds like a good writing practice to get the creative juices flowing. And what better way to come up with freestyle poetry than to ask Facebook peeps for nouns and verbs, right? Well, I guess it could go horribly wrong. After all, this is the Internet. And so far, no one wants to be dirty. In fact, my first word was the verb "shower." Yes, yes, I know. This could be dirty, but I'm keeping it clean. Sort of. Read on for the short poem inspired by Kelly W. (you know who you are). Thanks, Kelly!

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