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Written on November 1, 2007, and categorized as Secret and Invisible.
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It’s been quite fun writing haiku each day for a month, kept me off the streets as I got down with poets artists and dreamers of all persuasions, nationalities and creative alignments. I wasn’t just writing haiku, I was writing all kinds of verse – sonnets, songs, prose, monologues, dialogues, scripts, screenplays, novels, short stories, soap operas, doggerel, diagonals, cut-ups, buttercups and business plans. Also limericks, which had, as detailed below, a most incredible affect on both my sexual attractiveness and fashion status:

A funky young blogger named Deek
Drank limericks each day for a week
For the month of October
He smoked stone-cold sober
And now he is totally chic

So, now that I’m totally and utterly fashionable, and full of beans, I’m pleased to announce that I have something quite interesting planned for December.

But I’m not going to tell you what it is until we get there.

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  1. Twit
    Posted 3 November, 2007 at 1:23 am | Permalink

    You’re such a tease ¦:¬|

    Photo = Magnifico!
    (you didn’t place that leaf..?)

    Merry Chr.. (sorry, TV running my life again).

    “I do believe it is possible to create, even without ever writing a word or painting a picture, by simply molding one’s inner life. And that too is a deed.”

    ~Etty Hillesum

  2. DAVE BONES
    Posted 12 November, 2007 at 8:01 pm | Permalink

    thru open you to EVERYTHING
    refuse to compromise,
    tho everything thru truth be bad, then bad is good INSPIRE!
    For beauty of CREATION is now die happy, strong.
    for beautiful my grave maybe and destiny’s rarely wrong.
    Though pile may steaming horse turds be
    The beauty is INSPIRE
    Tho contradict this poetry it lights inside WARM FIRE.

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