Rule #3

Never be a stuntman.

Where Brussels Sprout

Here is where the feeble poem

steams with asparagus spears

wafting pungent rhymes through my house

settle upon table tops

and sofa arms.

There, in a large sauce pan

I mix metaphors -

chop sentences and

and stir the imagination.

From a distance I hear,

“too many commas spoil the verse.”

Harsh reviews say

“I’ve had a bad spell.”

Oh sure, I’ll stew -

but in the end, when lids lay tilt

and Haiku's

I shall dance

where Brussels sprout.

          Z. Corwin

Teaching A Lamp to Sit

Stay...

Stay...

It's not an Apartment

It's a Flat.

My Life as a Spectator

Even as a kid I saw the school system for what it was.  To me, it was nothing more than a collection of disgruntled teachers grousing about their wages in the teachers lounge.  I saw everyday adults splashing around in a pool of the haves and the have-nots, most flailing about - some drowning.

What to become was always the topic bandied about.  What profession to enter was always difficult.  The problem for me was I never liked any of the choices and there were no adults providing any direction or guidance.  Consequently I was just another kid who fell through the cracks.

It wasn't until it was too late that I saw the correlation between what you studied in school and the profession you chose.  Those who studied science and then became scientists became the haves.  The rest of us, working as engineers but having degrees in history or behavioral science became the have-nots.

Now, many years later, having left the rat race, I can see from the bleachers that I never really entered the game.  I was forever the observer, a spectator, and I find myself asking questions about what's next.  Is there an afterlife?  Is there something I should be doing now to better prepare myself for what's ahead?   And just what are the choices?

Am I currently experiencing a lack of guidance that will result in my misfortune in the hereafter?  The way they have this whole thing set up there really isn't anyone around to show us the ropes with respect to what's next.

I hope, of course, it will be a place filled with polite, friendly souls, with a noticeable absence of car salesmen and politicians.  I expect greed and corruption will be left behind but a sense of humor will stay with us forever.  The ability to keep learning would be great but without tests or homework.  And if we are to have jobs, for heaven's sake, let there be no employees.

Everything we know will be left behind.  The laws within society will drop away.  We'll not have speed limits or the laws of physics.  Our individual thought process will be void of speech and without our bodies we will not be able to gesture.  Though neither will we hurt, or decay. 

Keep in mind, I'm guessing.  Remember, I'm one of the ones who fell through the cracks.



Z. Corwin

Shadows in Bloom

Sorry to deliver such sad news.

Look Honey !

or...

Look, honey.

Then and Now

The Sea Clamp

It's a type of Duck.

A Place for my Olives

...and stay as long as you like.

Although not shunned from the herd I have removed myself from Facebook and all social media avenues.  For me life takes place elsewhere. 

This blog is the only door I have left open.  I have placed mental synapses along the shelves in every room and visitors are free to walk about, even after hours.  The door is never locked.

Some day I'm hoping to add soft background music with little virtual dishes of snacks here and there for your enjoyment.

Hindered, however, by my own technological ineptitude I must wait for assistance before accomplishing that.

You'll find no ropes or stanchions, no security guards or surveillance cameras. 

Enjoy your stay.  Wander as far back in time as you like.

I'll wait here.


Zobosticleft2write.blogspot.com 
Z. Corwin

His Mom was very proud

Today is his Birthday

He was planted on this

the 16th day of May, 2019

His name is: Forest

Glide Ratio

Odd how things just pop into your head
while sitting in a helicopter.

Now for the Hard Part...

For Sale

This Blog & all intellectual property rights associated with it, including the pen name Zobostic Corwin and all original photography.  

Note:  Blog is a rambler with great views.  Currently there are no restrictions.

Cash only:  $1,500, 000.00


Sale ends: Wednesday, May 15th. 2019

Contact information is available in the front office, see Wanda

Note:  Please, no large bills.  Wanda cannot make change.

Out of Step

I used to think there were massive spools of 

 escalator below the floor.

Then, today, I saw they had to add more steps.

The people on the escalator were not making it

all the way down to the first floor.

They began to scream -

Maintenance showed up,

and the next thing I saw - they were adding

more steps.

eventually everyone made it down safely.

A Window to your Sole

This is the ceiling over the shoe store.

Sold

...and we didn't have to buy flood insurance.

Pieces of Eight

Missing Boat

Apparently there is more to knot tying 

than I thought.

Sorry.

1000th Post

is dedicated to the creativity of Frank,

Frank@Postsecret.com  

The Uneven Sidewalk

I first noticed it in Savannah where the sidewalks are made of bricks.  Nothing is flat or level and if you're not paying attention you'll find yourself falling splat, like a bird dropping.

Even before you start your day - shoe choice should be your primary consideration.

I'm thinking that eventually, like self-driving cars, shoes will be equipped with sensors, warning devices and stabilizers.  No longer will strolling downtown be the hazardous nightmare it is today.




As seen on TED Talks

Miracle Grow

(Non-typical results)

The Earth Rotates at 1000 Miles an Hour

  Light travels at 186,000 miles per second.

The universe is expanding much faster than

originally believed.

Seriously,

if I were you I'd grab hold of something

and hang on.

Before we can take her out...

we are going to need the hedge trimmers.

Deep See

and for extra credit...


How can anything be pre-historic? 

Next Thanksgiving

when I'm listing things to be thankful for...

remind me to add zoom lens.