…or not? In retrospect, I have no idea. This entry had been a draft for quite a while. I have no idea to what its title refers. Imagine that!
Although, it might have been a title I moved to my reflections blog but can’t recall…. I should take a look!
Hmmm…. Welll….. I have heard that saying phrased a bit differently:
A good friend will help you move;
A best friend will help you move
a body.
And wasn’t this just a capital piece of writing, however wistfully sad it may have been? A wealth of clearly metaphor inspiring words.
This is absolutely the best thing I have ever seen! Perhaps I exaggerate, however, I thoroughly believe that once I taste these I shall obtain either an altered state of conciousness, a heightened state of awareness, or perhaps even Nirvana.
Because I am a genius and tried to make my family ultra happy last Thanksgiving a new tradition has been born! The Stuffin’ Muffin is now a vital part of our Thanksgiving meal! It is also really easy to make and will trick people into thinking you are the greatest chef in the world. Just believe me on that one :)
Step one: Depending on how much you are making get a giant pan and your ingredients! These will consist of:
Stuffing mix bags
Jimmy Dean Sausage
Chicken broth
Celery
Onions
Apples
Olive oil
Step two: Warm Olive oil and saute onions and celery and apples in it. Add the apples a bit after the onion and celery as they are already softer.
That knife is my favorite to cook with and I am sad if it is dirty and I have chopping to do.
I did three onions, 6…
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…other bedtime stories. This is in actuality not a formal “case-making” post. However I do feel I have a thought or two which I would like to air. Not so much regarding poetry, as regarding writing and sensuality in general.
First, I shall add the quote of the original post here: Continue reading
…likes. The fact is, sometimes we just click “like.” It does not actually mean we ‘like.’ It does not mean we actually have read. Still, it does mean something. We do this. We perform this action for each other–fellow bloggers. We do this, in part, because we hope that our blogger friends–as well, we hope that we–through the long chain of bloggers connected to other bloggers, will be connected with those who will appreciate their special brand of comment or insight.
Regardless of our art or position or our views on anything in particular, we seem to care for one another in our quest to be heard by those who would appreciate our work, or comments, or views. At least at this low level of notice, none of us seem to be concerned with whether or not we understand or relate to a message. We seem all to be friends regardless. On this day, which is a day of thanks in the United States, it seems appropriate.
Hmm… well…. quick post now working again. It must have been an errant Java update.
David Emeron: Sonnets 