Wordgrove Post & Review

Quoted in the Grove:
On the whole human beings want to be good, but not too good, and not quite all the time.
~George Orwell

O Lord, help me to be pure, but not yet.
~Saint Augustine

Lead us not into temptation. Just tell us where it is; we’ll find it.
~Sam Levenson

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Posted from the Grove:
It isn’t often that visitors to our Thurs Word Games hijack the evening and turn it from good times into something magical. You mustn’t throw stones for calling it so, because any visit that overrides the Impromptu exercise with sparkling ping-pong conversation that carries late into the evening deserves a mention. A special welcome and thank you to Mary_Helen and pose4me for bringing something more to the evening than expected. We like surprises.

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Writers draw their maps of the world with words. Musical notations provide for the mapping of sound thru time. Then there are the usual maps. Useful maps. Boring maps. Cartographers may find them fascinating, but they are static by nature … except for the eye-snapping exception. Below, the link to 32 maps that teach something new about the world.

http://twistedsifter.com/2015/06/maps-that-will-teach-you-something-new-about-the-world/

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For the word-lover this little gem, a lexical zoo for the different and the exotic word. This link brought to you by Piffin via Greymane.
http://phrontistery.info/f.html

Prewritten for Thurs (07/16) @6pm PT/9 ET is: spider, aural

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@Writers Platform
Glass Table:

~Piffin: All That There Is Tonight

Sirens rode the heat through the open window
Debbie held a lighter under a spoon
3 AM and the kids were still screaming
In the street like it was midafternoon
Chino watched them play through the fire escape
Like he was watching from inside a cage
Debbie sat naked on the edge of the bed
Butane shadows made her look twice her age
The cellphone sat lifeless in bureau debris
A rabbit’s foot keychain, a handful of dimes
Three pills, a matchbook, a telephone number
That Chino had called one too many times
Debbie said, “Nothing” as she glared at the spoon
And Chino said nothing in return
Instead, he watched the kids through the fire escape
Thought, It comes around quick, boys,
So don’t miss your turn
Like I did
And Debbie got up from the bed
Like I did
She walked over to Chino and said,
“Babe, is this all there is?”
Her body in yellow street light
“Babe is this all there is?”
He said, “It’s all that there is tonight”
Like I did

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Prewritten:  fox, dubious

~Greymane: Cloister

He was strong like the bull but was crazy like fox
The lunatic danced in the rain in his socks
He wrapped his lost reason with martyred despair
The smothering vestige of dubious prayer
Somewhere within the dark folds of his mind
he venerates vacive malefic mankind
Alone in the cloister he built in his head
His demons consume him but seldom are fed
He laughs at the voices he begs to obey
No shadow of reason remains to this day
He found himself weary and desperate for rest
so he bartered his breath for the pain he confessed

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~Piffin:  “Sex With Sober Girls”

Sex with sober girls is easy
If you don’t mind
Listening

Sex with sober girls is easy
If you don’t mind
Pretending you care

Sex with sober girls is easy
If you don’t mind
All the little things

Good God
It’s all those little things
That break it from the start
So many meaningful quotes
So much history to share
So many amends to make
So many people to meet
So much heartache
A history of heartbreak
And I’m the fox
In the henhouse
With your foolish heart
Bleeding at my feet

I’ll hold you close
As the night falls outside
And lie to you gently
Tell you life won’t hurt anymore

I’ll hold you close
As the rain falls outside
And lie to you gently
While my eyes look for the door

Sex with sober girls is easy
If you don’t mind
Suicide

Sex with sober girls is easy
If you don’t mind
Taking a shaky heart
On a rough ride

It’s easy
If you don’t mind
Making strangers weep

Sex with sober girls is easy
If you don’t mind
Drinking yourself to sleep

They navigate steps
While sharing their feelings
And cling to a faith
Of dubious authenticity
It’s meant to be
It’s all part of the plan
If there’s no such thing
As coincidence
Then I was meant to be
Here

I was meant to be here
Looking for the door

I was meant to be here
Dropping your heart
On the floor

Sex with sober girls is easy
If you don’t mind
Not being one of them

Sex with sober girls is easy
If you don’t mind
Hating yourself
Now and then

Sex with sober girls

Sex with sober girls

Is easy

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~BarTalk: Miss Connection

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