Highfalutin

  but only if your falutin count is above 700

 

 

 

Zobostic - Unplugged

What did Buddha say to the Hotdog Vendor?

 

 

 

"Make me one with everything."





Zobostic – at the speed of Write

 

 

Within the vast expanse that is the galaxy of my cognitive ability, I have discovered my thoughts to be neither vast nor expansive.  In fact, just a few light beers ago I came up with the following;

Cremation is not a right -

but something you must urn.

I believe it was that particular thought that caused me to examine my relationship with the English language.  To date, I have toyed with it, batted it about as if it were nothing more than something to be battered about.  But now, sober and alert, I can see the error of my ways.

My commitment to you is this:  Never again shall I dangle a participle; I will allow all verbs the action they deserve, and I'll treat proper nouns properly. (Some of them anyway)

Of course I may slip back into my old ways now and again.  I’m only human.  But I will give it my best, for this is my blog and it deserves nothing less. 

I leave it here, tucked towards the back of this cyberspace drawer, next to Gideon’s, to be read whenever you’re feeling a lack of silliness.  Pick it up, thumb through it.  Select anything at random and there you’ll be.

Respectfully

Your Pal

Zobostic Corwin

 

 

 

 

Never Trust an Atom

  They make up everything.

Submitted by: Sally S.

Global Legacy

What if, years after some massive disaster has wiped out all traces of every civilization on the planet, there is finally a visit from intelligent life from a distant galaxy, and all they find buried in the rubble is this?

 

 

Artist Attendite




Remnants

Window shades and eyelids

New mowed grass and rugs

Recalling things that I did

My memory has bugs

 

Technology and footwear

Blender drinks we sip

An App to find a plumber

Cannot stop a drip

 

Bygone actor photos

Like folks we never met

Set my mind to thinking

Of lines I can’t forget

 

Bookshelves filled with jackets

A winter sport for sure

Hemmingway & Charlotte’s Web

Get tangled in the blur

 

Age, it has caught up with me

My race completely run

Like window shades & eyelids

Blocking out the Sun

 

Beneath the Marble Headstone

In a field - back by the fence

My dialog continues

Though not in present tense

 

 

 

 

zc