A Short Story...
Ths is just a little short story I wrote, that grew a little big for the Blog.
If interested, give it a read. It's about 3 pages long. It's called, The second time I awoke that day.
Otter
If interested, give it a read. It's about 3 pages long. It's called, The second time I awoke that day.
Otter
posted by The Management at 1:42 PM
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Cabbage
by Charles Simic
She was about to chop the head
In half,
but I made her reconsider
By telling her
"Cabbage symbolizes mysterious love."
Or so said one Charles Fourier,
Who said many other strange and wonderful things,
So that people called him 'mad' behind his back.
Whereupon I kissed the back of her neck
Ever so gently.
Whereupon she cut the cabbage in two
With a single stroke of her knife.
{slow clap}
Cabbage has many nutrients, to get them, you have to eat it.
Ahhh . . . there's the rub.
KH
Until now, a "walk-about" has never been documented...truly a masterpiece. Bravo Otter.
Here you go Badger. Otter's tale reduced to weird Japanese poem, license taken.
Ode to Maker's Mark
Clouds become Kings as
the red wax seal is broken
now amber brings peace.
Maker's Mark slips past
turgid lips chapped by harsh thirst
The drunk rests, languid
Passed into dreams now
of cabbage, kings, friends, brothers
Moments, eternal
Awake now in fields
of tall grass mid-afternoon
Happy with fire, drink
Friends revel and laugh
worry is cast aside now
tonight we party
Tomorrow it ends
It will not be forgotten
This Bourbon and Burn
Kid Handsome
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