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  • mistermuse 7:48 am on January 14, 2014 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , January 14th, , Rhyming poem   

    TO MY HOUSE-BOUND YOUNGEST DAUGHTER ON HER BIRTHDAY 

    Happy Birthday, Little-Little —

    I love you without acquittal.

    Though you might

    Not be quite

    Fit as a fittle,

    It sure beats seeing

    Little One being

    In the hos-pital.

    Love,

    Dad

     
    • rielyn 4:44 pm on January 14, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Thank you, Dad!
      xoxo 🙂

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    • Don Frankel 5:10 am on January 15, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Read twice a day and feel better.

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    • mistermuse 6:49 am on January 15, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      As my mother used to say, listen to the doctor. Thanks, Dr. Don!

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  • mistermuse 12:28 am on January 1, 2014 Permalink | Reply
    Tags: , Hook, , line and sinker, New Year's poem, Rhyming poem   

    HOOK, LINE & STINKER OF A POEM 

    After our friend Don “SWI” Frankel requested a Christmas poem, I begged off in favor of a Christmas short story (COMES CHRISTMAS, posted Dec. 23), and he kindly left me “off the hook” until the New Year, which now seems to be upon us.

    Be careful what you fish for….
    That is, assuming that you fish.

    Be careful what you cheer for….
    That is, assuming that you cheer….

    Be careful what you wish for….
    That is, assuming that you wish —

    Which I do, so my wish for you
    Is unaba(i)ted cheer throughout the new year.

    HAPPY NEW YEAR, DON AND ALL!

     
    • Don Frankel 1:22 pm on January 1, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      I’m not sorry I asked. I think this is where you ask and then receive. Thank you Muse.

      You know I think we learn as we go. So far I’ve figured a few things out since I’ve signed onto SWI. The biggest one is that the journey of a writer in part is to find your audience. What its size is doesn’t really matter, You just have to find them. SWI is an outlet. One I happen to love but it still at the end of the day, is just an outlet. It’s the audience that matters.

      Happy New Year or as we say in certain sections of my family Bonne Annee!

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    • mistermuse 5:54 pm on January 1, 2014 Permalink | Reply

      Don, I certainly agree that finding your audience is part of the writer’s journey and its size doesn’t really matter (unless it’s zero). I had found my audience for years (literary journals and poetry magazines), but it was a “paper” audience, now mostly gone with the internet….which, having had my 15 minutes of fame, I accepted. Then Bob Grant came along and invited writers, including me, to join SWI, and I mistakenly assumed he wanted “quality” writers, had a high regard for writing as an art and/or craft, and would value (or at least respect) what his writers wrote. Well, he did get some quality writers (yourself included), but I question the rest of it, as well as his playing favorites. Yes, that’s his prerogative as editor, and I could have accepted it, had he been upfront and explained why he did the meltdown so inequitably.

      Sorry for the rant, but that’s my take on Bob Grant/SWI and the reason why I won’t post there again, though I’ll continue to follow it from “The Observation Post.”

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  • mistermuse 4:27 pm on October 30, 2013 Permalink | Reply
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    HEAR YE THE POET TREE? 

    If a poem
    Falls to the ground
    And there’s no one
    There to hear it,
    Does it make a sound
    Case for fruitless
    Echoes to resound
    If only in spirit?

     
    • Don Frankel 8:37 am on October 31, 2013 Permalink | Reply

      The answer to the question if the tree falls in the forest and there is no one there to hear it, does it make a sound is no. The tree falling sends out sound waves but if there is nothing there to catch the waves then no the don’t make a sound. They just disappear. And, if a poet doesn’t have people read his poems then I guess they don’t make a sound either. This one makes a great sound but your fans don’t get to hear it.

      If they cut out 200 ;pages from one of my novels I’d have a fit. The articles I write on SWI are not the same thing as my fiction to me so if I lose a few it’s no big deal. So while I can’t feel your pain I can relate. But sooner or later you’ve got to come back to the Pack. And, no I won’t bug you abut this every time I come here. But I won’t leave you alone either.

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      • mistermuse 4:08 pm on October 31, 2013 Permalink | Reply

        Don, it’s good to know that I’ll never be alone. And, though I may not “come back,” neither am I going away. Look for the same lovable creativity in my comments to SWI posts as always – sort of like Groucho telling Margaret Dumont in NIGHT AT THE OPERA, “When I invite a woman to dinner, I expect her to look at my face. That’s the price she has to pay!”

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    • arekhill1Ricardo 12:33 pm on October 31, 2013 Permalink | Reply

      If the writer falls in here,
      And there’s no one there to hand him his beer
      Are AA meetings drawing near?

      Is that one a haiku? First one I’ve written since high school.

      Just posted it here so you know you don’t have any competition worth worrying about, Sr. Muse.

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      • mistermuse 4:14 pm on October 31, 2013 Permalink | Reply

        Ricardo, I’m not saying your haiku doesn’t add a certain something to this post, but I got even by adding a poem to your latest SWI post (and I don’t even expect a tip for my trouble).

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