Archive for November, 2017

Quoted in the Grove:

I was thrown out of college for cheating on the metaphysics exam. I looked into the soul of the boy sitting next to me.
~Woody Allen

I got kicked out out of ballet class because I pulled a groin muscle. It wasn’t mine.
~Rita Rudner

If you hold a cat by the tail you learn things you cannot learn any other way.
~Mark Twain

I am learning all the time. The tombstone will be my diploma.
~Eartha Kitt


Platform Favorites: Random, Piffin style

~The Strypes: Behind Closed Doors   (4:17)

~Marty Robbins: El Paso   (4:40)

~Stevie Wonder: Superstition   (4:27)


Prewritten for Thurs (11/09) @6pm PT/9 ET is: fog, bashful




@Writers Platform:

Prewritten: embrace, starch

~Greymane: Unexpected Collar

Frozen starched collar
Silent in the crimson snow
Dead man’s last embrace


~BarTalk: Itinerary



Impromptu: willow

“Good To Go” ~ Piffin

The willow was looking sadly, but what didn’t anymore?

The willow was looking sadly at her front door.

The river had gotten lower. The water had gone away.

The frogs just stopped their singing, day by day.

The willow was looking sadly, so she tried to stare it down.

The willow was looking sadly, just like town.

Her car was packed and ready; in the driveway, good to go.

But the willow was looking sadly.

You know?


~Greymane: Will of the Whisper

Willow wondered where the wind was waiting wickedly
A thought upon the moment drawn too soon to set her free
She begged the moon to bathe her days in lights that live at night
She painted dreams of magic things each night by candle light
Journeys through the almost there where quilted castles fade
The years had passed so quiet that she never was afraid


~BarTalk: not-a-ku, too


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