Quoted in the Grove:
I didn’t fail the test. I just found 100 ways to do it wrong.
~Benjamin Franklin
If it doesn’t work, it’s not a failure, it’s data.
~Dorie Clark
You have learned something. That always feels at first as if you had lost something.
~H G Wells
EndQuote:
If you have made mistakes, there is always another chance for you. You may have a fresh start any moment you choose, for this thing we call ‘failure’ is not the falling down, but the staying down.
~Mary Pickford
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Posted from the Grove:
Stories from a woman’s point of view, in song
~Nanci Griffith: Love At The Five and Dime (7:29)
Nanci tells a story; the song born of it follows
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2GK462XnRjQ
~Julie London: Cry Me A River (3:25)
She lights the torch song, Romeo burns
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SwheXIa8Cl0
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Sometimes there’s only words to carry the message; sometimes it’s the delivery that provides impact. Viola Davis’ acceptance speech at this year’s Oscars manages both (3:55)
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/entry/viola-davis-oscars-speech-totally-steals-the-show_us_58b05ae5e4b060480e073b3b
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It’s finally happened. Dogs have learned to talk-ish (3:33)
https://www.youtube-nocookie.com/embed/xU7FdD1SpHc?rel=0
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Prewritten for Thurs (03/09) @6pm PT/9 ET is: tithe, solemn, train
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@Writers Platform
Prewritten: ladder, epic
~Piffin: “Penny Beach”
A yawn into a pant
A ladder to an ant
The albatross I call my day
Caught running out of time
This autumn life of mine
Is epic in a commonplace way
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~Greymane: Unstable For Two
Late for her appointment at the Banquet of Excess
with an intoxicating substance connoisseur
A crazy chef had promised recipes for her success
suggesting she partake his epic cure
The food was gastronomic but his intentions were obscure
until he groped her with a lecherous caress
She killed him with a salad fork a little premature
her bloody napkin tucked politely in her dress
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~BarTalk: S’no Fantasy
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Impromptu: fades, emerges
~Piffin: “Favored”
Sunlight fades
Night emerges
Somewhere on
My fevered brow
Sand and water
Cool the urges
Least they did
‘Til now
I sense You
Shift through moonbeams
Smarter than my eyes
A feel You
Teeth and breath
And stars between my thighs
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~Greymane: Porch
Hearths afire riding winds that carry Winter’s scent
Too many miles under us to wonder where we went
The songs of critters nestlin’ in furrows safe and warm
The evening fades to cricketsong against the distant storm
The rocker creaking kitty scratchin’ holes in my screen door
The night emerges darker than I’ve ever seen before
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~BarTalk: too not-a-ku times two
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