“…to talk of many things:
Of shoes and ships and sealing-wax
Of cabbages and kings
And why the sea is boiling hot
And whether pigs have wings.”
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“The time has come,” the Angi said,
“To talk of many things:
Of moving vans and plane tickets
Of packing tape and strings,
And where the girl is moving to
And where on earth’s Sand Springs?”
Note: I’m not [...]
This is an analogy I wrote in November of 2003, for a college creative writing class I took (sophomore year - feels like forever ago!). I know the story is somewhat cliche, but it’s something we can always use a reminder of.
I don’t presume to think that my creative writing is quite as good as [...]
Hi, everyone. It’s Kev. Yes, that Kev. Now, now…calm down. I’m glad to see all of you, too.
After Angi submitted a guest blog to SKOS, she gave me an open invitation to write something for her site whenever I wanted. Since spreading the funny around the world is my life’s ambition, I gladly accepted the [...]
I have been trying (somewhat in vain) to come up with an intelligent, creative poem. The problem is this: my best writing usually happens fairly late at night, between 9pm and 11pm…thereabouts. But, lately, between the hours of 9pm and 11pm, all I want to do is sleep. I think this may be in part [...]
Again, written about a year ago. This one has a title. However, I think “Mind/Word Vomit” might be a bit more…apropos.
it’s late at night and i can’t seem
to clear my head of anything at
all
my thoughts revolve around
you and me and love and
life
gets so complicated sometimes
and there’s only one that calms me
down
and up and out and [...]
…is when I wrote the following poem. There were lots of things going on at the time, none of which I’ll blab about, but the poem was a result. So…even though it’s over a year old…enjoy. I’m trying this “branching out” thing, seeing how it works for me…and there’s always “delete post”, right?
walls
thousands of them
concrete, [...]
