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Poetry, The Written Word

I never Ryhme but

Comments Off 29 December 2018

T.W. Snicket Not Rhyme
What am I doing

Am I getting life wrong

Living like I am

Magic seems to only happen in songs

Seeing faces of confusion

Wondering what happened to me

Weirdly forced to figure out
who and what I am supposed to be

But really who are you
and where should you be

I need to create
pictures
of today
of life

I see some
who can completely contradict
themselves
who have the ability
to forget why
they loved us
or themselves

I have never been just me

There has just been too much

The 30′s have been strange
At this point
I am not going to
Not miss opportunities

Weather dictates tomorrow

I know how to have fun
How to live in the moment

Finding smiles all around me

laughter and stories
The sharp eyed focus during the day

How in the hell can I just keep it
this way forever

Poetry, The Written Word

Wednesday Poem of the Week – My only advice for your trip – Wipes by T.W. Snicket

Comments Off 22 November 2018

Wipes

Enclosed my friend

are the Cleansing wipes

that have

given me that simple moment of

relief and

Possibly saved

my life

 

Please Note:

These wipes are not

as biodegradable

as I wish

And by no means

Can be flushed

 

But

 

As environmental friendly

as we both are

as much as we both

try to keep a small

footprint

 

These wipes

do stop the itch

from a rhoid

And are a necessary

Evil

 

So Stay focused

Remember our first lesson

 

Stay on course

 

When needed. Wipe

Put in the hold bucket

And Seal

 

Stay on course

And

As always

Try not to push 

 

by T.W. Snicket

Poetry

Put my dog down and Fired

Comments Off 15 November 2018

Put my dog down and Fired
By T.W. Snicket

 

How do I even keep walking?

What

Oh shit

Was I in an accident?

 

— Sir can you hear me

 

Ya

 

—Sir

 

Yes I hear you

 

—Does anyone know his name?

 

Larry

 

— Sir can you hear me. Look at me sir. Here

 

Fuck ya I see you. Stop yelling

 

— He is not responding. Do not let him look down

— Hold his head down. Apply the tourniquet

 

Where are My legs

 

— The ambulance is on its way

 

Can they not hear me? Hey. You.  Shithead

I am not speaking

Something is not

 

— Sir stay with us. You are going to make it

 

Man does today suck

 

 

Shades of Gray

Tuck of the Week!

No Comments 08 September 2018

This week’s submission comes from a promising young prospect from our “Junior Writers With Promise” program: Felicity from Rhode Island.

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Great job by you Felicity!

Poetry, The Written Word

It has to go

Comments Off 01 September 2018

old couch

How old are the
Pens and Pencils
we use
and
the ones
we toss

What can we ask
friends who
do not understand
the questions
we wonder about

The middle of
my couch is
now
uncomfortably
caved in

It is going to bother
me
more and more

Then
Finally
maybe Friday or
the Friday after that
I will
buy a new couch
with no money down

National Obituary Review

DPD Emeritus: Aretha

Comments Off 16 August 2018

Choked up and a bit stunned here at the HQ.

I’m about an hour and half into a Spotify binge and it took all my strength to sit up and get this down.

The Queen of Soul. Gone.

I knew things didn’t look good a few days ago when I saw the news about her but how much can you prepare for a thing like this?

My first brush with Aretha was brief. I heard Respect driving around in the car with my parents listening to the oldies station. It sounded good. Real good. But I didn’t really get it then. I was too young.

Later, some time around 15 or so, I caught Aretha’s rendition of The Band’s old standby The Weight. Then it stuck. Being thoroughly ensconced in my Classic Rock Phase the song was familiar but not like I heard it on the radio that time I heard Aretha sing it. The voice I heard kind of made everything go fuzzy for me. Not mentally. I’m talking literally my vision went fuzzy like there was a blip in the cosmos that was happening just for me at that moment. The hairs on my arms stood up and something kind of shifted inside me. The whole feeling was disarming and weird. As a teenager I took to that feeling immediately.

As soon as I could I had my mom drive me to Circuit City so I could try to find a CD with that track on it. As luck would have it right there in the budget bin was Aretha Franklin’s 30 Greatest Hits for $8.99. I was amped. You know those tracks you used to just put on repeat for like 45 minutes and really wear out the song’s welcome in your brain? That’s what I did with The Weight – except it never wore out.

Not really being ‘into music’ I’m sure my parents were probably alarmed to walk by my room and see me lying on the floor, eyes closed with (You Make Me Feel Like) A Natural Woman blaring out of my Aiwa stereo. They let it ride though god bless ‘em.

It’s tough to articulate but that was a time in my life when I was just starting to listen to James Brown & Otis Redding. What Aretha brought was different but in the same sphere. Listening to that sound at that point in my life made an awkward teenager think he might know what rhythm felt and tasted like. I’ll never forget it and I’m so, so grateful.

So until further notice the flag will be at half mast here at The Shade HQ. I don’t know how long I’ll be… but if you need me I’ll be takin’ time to make time to lament the Queen of Soul

Norm.

Poetry, The Written Word

The Show Tonight by T.W. Snicket

Comments Off 15 August 2018

Staring at you, staring at me

The Show Tonight/Inside Sailing through the Night

 

If you Messes

Weren’t here

And the Band

Didn’t show up

I would be home

Wishing both

Of those

Things had happened

Pages of Prose, Poetry, The Written Word

We hiked over my limit I think

Comments Off 11 November 2017

santee

Reading is Fun

Laughing is Fun

Smiling is Fun

Silence is Fun

Awkwardness can be Fun

We all want life to

Be a simple

Handshake with the world

Saying

I am here

I have time

I am ready

Are you Ready

Ready

To Smile

To have fun

To be yourself

Forever

 

 

 

National Obituary Review

DPD Emeritus – Gregg Allman

Comments Off 29 May 2017

Enthusiasts,

The love light is turned down way low tonight. We lost a good one. For yours truly Gregg Allman brought a lot of things in focus. At a weird point in my life, going to music festivals, I’d see the Allmans on the venue and find it reassuring. I couldn’t tell you why. I just did.

As I got older I’d read about them. Learn about the feuds. All the weird stories you’d hear about how they couldn’t stand each other and when they were out on the road they’d travel separately. They were a family that had some issues going on too.

Then there was the music. Sweet jesus. I always felt that because Gregg Allman was white it gave us hope that white people had rhythm too.

Not to mention it was a non-threatening concert my parents would let me go to with my friends without supervision. Steve Miller was in that bucket too…along with the Doobie Bros and a few others.

I learned and saw many things at Allmans’ shows. I saw Derek Trucks for the first time. How about that? I got a Case Logic CD book stolen. The big kind with 4 discs on each page. One time I slept through the entire show in the Lawn. Well worth it to take a snooze under the stars listen to that sound.

I’m not sure about the rest of you guys but there are very few bands that have been relevant to me from the time I was 13 to present day. The Beatles obviously. And maybe some Oldies you used to listen to driving around with your parents. But the Allmans always felt filthy. Classic and current at the time.

Gregg Allman’s musk will infuse the smell of American music for years to come. I think he can be heard from legacy acts such as the Black Crowes to contemporary stars like Chris Stapleton (the relations is particularly strong in this example).

Gregg Allman was rock, soul, R&B, Rhythm & Blues, Country & Western and a whole bunch of other stuff too.

We lost a good one today. If you’re so inclined we’ll be celebrating the Allmans at the HQ all weekend. We just refilled the cookie closet too (Thanks Earl!)

Respectfully,

Norm.

 

Ask Norman, Features, Shades of Gray

A New Dear Norman! Religion & Sneezing

Comments Off 11 April 2017

dear Norm,

 i was shopping at the grocer when a man picking out pickles (kosher dill) turned to me and sneezed in my cart. 1 other man in the aisle turned and said “bless you” whilst a 2nd man said “blesh you”. I frowned at the new found germs I’d be paying for and walked away. Can we please do away with this public sentiment of filth and religion?
Shopping in Shirley,
Kweez
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Dear Shop,

Thanks for writing – always nice to hear from a lifelong fan. It’s an honor, truly.

From what I can tell in reading your missive your challenges are two-fold – a public health concern and an ecclesiastical affront. I’ll take them in that order.

I’m with you. I don’t consider picking up a nasty illness during my weekly grocery a ‘bargain’ deal. In fact, if I were running things, that pervert would be drawn and quartered in the town square for spewing his venom in such an egregious way. I’ve long been a fan of public shaming and violence and feel both of which send a clearer message than the passive aggressive harrumphing that has come into vogue with the advent of millennials. This quack threatens the livelihood of you and yours it should be well within your bounds to smack his ass. This is why we shove a pup’s face in his poo while training. It works.

On to the ecclesiastical matter.

I’ve long been a staunch supporter of the separation of church and state – and certainly public health for that matter. Moreover I think the church should be separated from everything and be made to sit by itself. It’s been misbehaving for far too long. Nor do I see any reason to associate any type of heavenly body with snot and/or phlegm. If one were being helpful in such situations they’d shout instructions on how to not spread germs while promptly running in the other direction as to not worsen the situation.

Norm.

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