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Quoted In The Grove:
Imagination will often carry us to worlds that never were, but without it we go nowhere.
~Carl Sagan

Imagination is everything. It is the preview of life’s coming attractions.
~Albert Einstein

Perhaps imagination is only intelligence having fun.
~George Scialabra

EndQuote:
People who live entirely by the fertility of their imaginations are fascinating, brilliant and often charming, but they should be sat next to at dinner parties, not lived with.
~”Scottie” Fitzgerald (daughter of F Scott)

 

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Prewritten Exercise for Thurs 08/03:   lichen, phantasm

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Posted from the Grove

There is no triangle in this picture. The mind fills in non-existent lines (as writers do, to make a picture coherent), and not only sees the triangles as whole, but then a pyramid pops into sight, too.

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Mister Rogers Remixed:  Garden of Your Mind   (3:13)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OFzXaFbxDcM&utm_source

 

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@Writers Platform

Glass Table:
Silence

I know in silence that there is love
and it will be good
I will play music
I will pray
Together we might forge something useful
I will discipline myself
to rise up and run along a peaceful pond
to find a path for me
Where I can hear gentle gestures of creatures
who know this earth and sky
I will run with grace this silent race
that meanders along a helical plane
I will allow the spiral stairs of life
to belay golden threads and secret passages
between our hearts
And breathe in the perfumed air of silent morning
awash in dewdrop and lavender
I know this is love and I will let it be so

~Kristina Foltz

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Prewritten:   staccato, herb

~BarTalk
Secret Spice

Rapid fire questions
Tactical war of words
Syllables like hot lead
Staccato Italian burst
All for name of an herb

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Before The After

Vern the Herbman with his knock at the door
With a product line leaves ’em dead on the floor
While Herb the Verbman with his stories galore
Leaves ’em laughing and crying begging for more

Staccatoing pings at the speed of machines
As bombs and bugs end the era of green
Thudding explosions backdrop stuttering rounds
An echoing scream as our final sound

Endless bodies war’s bottomless bin
From human beings to human been

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verb is the do word
Mary Jane’s the reggae herb
staccato be damned

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Quoted In The Grove:
Equipped with his five sense, man explores the universe around him and calls the adventure Science.
~Edwin Hubble

There’s no blank spots on the map anymore, anywhere on earth. If you want a blank spot on the map, you gotta leave the map behind.
~Jon Krakauer

As for me, I am tormented with an everlasting itch for things remote. I love to sail forbidden seas, and land on barbarous coasts.
~Herman Melville

EndQuote:
It is good to have an end to journey toward; but it is the journey that matters, in the end.
~Ursula K Le Guinn

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Prewritten Exercise for Thurs 07/25:   staccato, herb

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Posted from the Grove

Vimeo Video

~Marvin Koppeljan:  One – Apollo 11 Homage   (2:00)
https://vimeo.com/348149104

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Fifty Years and A Day:  The Mood Was Moonlight

~Rick Hale & Breea Guttery:  Fly Me To The Moon   (Mash-up ~ 3:12/3:38)

~Van Morrison:  Moondance   (Jazz version – 6:19)

~Audrey Hepburn:  Moon River   (1:45/2:15)

~Jonathan King:  Everyone’s Gone to The Moon   (2:21)

~Neil Young:  Harvest Moon   (5:04)

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@Writers Platform

Glass Table:

~Thoreau:  Bartalk homage?

This poem struck me as very Bartalk-esque; enjoy!

“Bomb” — by Sophia Naz

Semantics
Seem antics
See, man ticks
Language is the bomb

Interview with Sophia Naz
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3eDCRL0WhrA

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Prewritten:   title, coax

~BarTalk:
The Beckoning

Fighting gravity breaking ground
Coaxed to rise by noonday sun
Grow entitled green and tall
Coached to life by nature’s call

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New Age

Coaxial present with sexes intersecting
Past and future daily connecting
New rules at work to curb the abuse
And tight’ll no longer be better than loose

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5-7-5 x 7.33

lies like titles tease
coaxed into lined existence
the story gets told
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title to new lands
coax the pioneers westward
oust the red for white
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He titled it She
Tell-all book that got him killed
Coaxed to an attic
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coaxed to fight again
wrestled for book naming rights
he took the title
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titled to intrigue
cast to coax an audience
tagline sells the film
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title mania
coaxed to fight a final round
DOA en route
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damn near pissed my pants
tie ’til bottom of the 9th
loser buys the cokes
or
loser buys the cokes
tie ’til bottom of the ninth
I take out my card

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Quoted In The Grove:
People who keep dogs are cowards who haven’t got the guts to bite people themselves.
~August Strindberg

Dogs feel very strongly that they should always go with you in the car, in case the need should arise for them to bark violently at nothing right in your ear.
~Dave Barry

Asthma doesn’t seem to bother me any more unless I’m around cigars or dogs. The thing that would bother me most would be a dog smoking a cigar.
~Steve Allen

EndQuote:
We have two dogs, Mabel and Wolf, and three cats at home, Charlie, George and Chairman. We have two cats on our farm, Tom and Little Sister, two horses, and two mini horses, Hannah and Tricky. We also have two cows, Holy and Madonna. And those are only the animals we let sleep in our bed.
~Ellen DeGeneres

Harvested: BrainyQuotes.com
Curated: Wordgrove

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Prewritten Exercise for Thurs 07/18: coax, title

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Posted from the Grove

HuffPost LIFE: Relationships
Here’s What Makes A Voice Sexy (Or Deeply Unsexy)
https://www.huffpost.com/entry/sexy-voice-science-men-and-women_l_5d1bba71e4b07f6ca5857392?ncid

 

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Prewritten:   latitude, sundown

BarTalk:
Portrait

Tropical latitude colors at altitude
Sunset patina palette as platitude
Blue-eyed sky ‘neath furrowed clouds
Rouged orange cheeks pink and proud
Low curled streak of scarlet lips
Long red strip that spoke of whips
But time itself won’t be denied
When sundown light goes out at night

Angry visage dire and mean
I’d not tremble at mortal being
But fear instead that I’ve been seen

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Cycling

Venture latitudes
Vaulting longitudes
Shower with plentitude
Monopolize gratitude

Foreign schools
Thoughts and tools
Conquer natives
Gods overruled

But chronicles repeat
What history requires
Sundown at empire
And morals for hire

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5-7-5 x 2

sundown horizon
latitude, love’s permission
trained her eyes on me
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sundown’s wished on star
longtitude crossed latitude
world centers on you

 

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Quoted In The Grove:
I want to be alone … with someone else who wants to be alone.
~Dimitri Zaik

I want someone I can share my entire life with who will leave me alone most of the time.
~Unknown

My alone feels so good, I’ll only have you if you’re sweeter than my solitude.
~Warsan Shire

EndQuote:
There are times when I need nothing but the sweetness of my solitude. But please know, that like the ocean promises the shore, I will never leave without coming back to you.
~D Antoinette Foy

 

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Prewritten Exercise for Thurs 07/11:   sundown, latitude

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Posted from the Grove

10 Surprising Signs You’re An Extroverted Introvert
http://www.introvertsguidetotheworld.com/introverts/extroverted-introvert-truth-struggles/

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Prewritten:   sent, country

~BarTalk:
conscript

ideas cry but faintly
bleed to death alone
by order of my country
pledged me to sent me to
die a number send me home

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senseless

what percent of the senses
is represented by scent
ahead by a nose in a whole-body census
and
what good reason and where is the sense
of measuring life in dollars and cents
when sterile memories don’t recompense
and
who sent for the censor
but a self-serving bishop
dangling his sensor
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guns are intense
meant to keeping things tense
that silent message any trigger sends
and
count trees not sheep for losing sleep
breathe country air and live in tents
inhale fresh air as Morpheus’ incense

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Skin Color

Failed-state returnee
Send: Country of origin
Third-time charm failed
A repeat offender
The dream dies hard

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5-7-5 x 3

worst day work week done
Sunday drive in the country
heaven sent escape
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truth, thy name is Abe
an honest country lawyer
sent to save his world
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last chore of the day
country lane fenced in meadows
sent to fetch some figs

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