Temporacus, the Glad Gladiator Part 2

More Temporacus’ temporizations. Temporacus’ gladiator’s fighting robe was hewn of finest silk; The stitchings and the doily lace was sewn from hemp to show his mettle **************************************************** Temporacus, the glad gladiator, knowing his time on earth may be short, practiced … Continue reading →

Temporacus, the Glad Gladiator Part 1

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These are the stories you’ve been waiting for.          Recently uncovered in the Arena of the Dead C’s, the sagas tell of the mighty words and adventures of Temporacus. Come, listen to learn, and learn to listen. Temporacus, the Glad Gladiator, … Continue reading →

Bed Mates

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You know – you’ve had them in bed with you. Those little bundles of joy when sleeping, who drove you crazy all day running and crying and fighting and whining… and now they’re little angels, rug-rats in bed dreaming away … Continue reading →

Faith

 

We search the sky horizons all around the building tops:

Sometimes you got to see the church bells ring,
it’s not enough to hear them

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Haiku’s

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These are the haiku’s of party politics, occupy wall and word and world street,  the who-cares and who-gives-a-crap turnpike to the beating down of the beaten down – the old, the poor, the jew and gentile, the gypsy, the uneducated, … Continue reading →

The Owl on the Avenue

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How many times have you driven along a road only to see an owl, or maybe it was a squirrel, or some other animal on its hind legs, or standing, or turned to stare at you as you were driving … Continue reading →

Piano Slam 4

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Piano Slam 4 was an entirely novel and wonderful event showcasing middle and high school poets performing their own poetry in conjunction with professional dancers, a poetess/performer, pianists, and a DJ. You can read about Piano Slam by clicking this link. … Continue reading →

Ecclesiastes 11:5

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Bread Upon the Waters… I thought using a Bible passage might be a nice exercise to be motivated to write some poetry. I’ve written a few haikus using Ecclesiastes 11:5 as my prime mover: “As you do not know the path … Continue reading →

More Billy Collins

We’re back again with more Billy Collins! If you missed our first blog – we reprinted his Introduction to Poetry on  May 12. Inspired by him so much, we are moved to post him again. This time with him reading … Continue reading →

Stories from the Blue

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Carpe Diem – Seize the Day. In baseball, it’s Carpe Call-um.  Seize the Call. Or as Yogi Berra would say, I call ’em as I seize ’em Stories from the Blue My 21 year old nephew, Michael, no longer able … Continue reading →

Gambino: The Stage Struck English Teacher Rides Again

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 For those of you who missed the first installment of The Stage Struck English Teacher  please click this link The Stage Struck English Teacher  to catch up with Mr. Gambino, our 8th grade frustrated English teacher and failed Shakespearean actor. … Continue reading →

I Hate Being Wrong… I Am Sorry, Bettina Levy.

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I have been wrong many times in my life. I hate being wrong because I hate admitting being wrong. It is one of several faults of mine (well, one of numerous faults depending on who you are talking to and … Continue reading →

Today we’re “clerihewing” our Facebook editorial from yesterday

Faceless

Zuckerberg’s Eduardo Saverin,
Facebook’s faceless evil twin,
took American dollars ne’er to be seen ag’in, off-shore
to Singapore.

Randy Mazie

Face Off With Facebook’s Eduardo Saverin

Eduardo Saverin was born in São Paulo, Brazil. His father became wealthy, Eduardo became a potential kidnap victim, and the family moved to Miami – to be safe and secure in the arms of America. Eduardo attended high school,  went on to Harvard, … Continue reading →

In the endless dark of the night, there is

Have you ever been up so late that the evening was totally still? Did you strain for the comfort of familiar night sounds? Are you thrown into worry when the lights are off in a dark room and you have to … Continue reading →

Sometimes You Just Got to Be Silly

In keeping with a little more silliniess: I am posting this chapter from the gospel of the Mouse in the Desert. It is well known and respected in the Animalia Kingdom. Though wee in stature, it words ring true for … Continue reading →

The Ivy League Baseball Team? Oh Boy….

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Okay. It’s time for a little change up (pun intended)  in the writing here. Let’s do some soft ball for a moment… My son and I were sitting at the kitchen table, discussing his favorite subject, baseball, and we got … Continue reading →

Time again for a Haiku

Chrysalis, dangling
on a single spinning thread,I dangle; I spin.

Equine Oak

Limbs pony out
      cantering into green bridled tipped leaves,
boughs I can no longer ride

Have you seen A Very Old Man with Enormous Wings?

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What a wonderful play! by Pulitzer Prize winner Nilo Cruz adapted from a short story by Nobel Prize winner, Gabriel Garcia Marquez.  Afar! That’s what we shall you. You have come from afar.  The very old man with enormous wings … Continue reading →

The Family Meal

It didn’t just start at the dinner table, did it?But many great stories were told while sharing the meal. Join me in the journey to the dinner table; the then tell me your own tales. A Tale a tale a … Continue reading →

6 or 8 word stories? You got to be kidding.

In David Jacobsen’s web site: http://jacobsenwriting.com/ you will read the following: My friend Ross has a post up about very short stories… based on Hemingway’s famous: For sale: baby shoes, never worn. There’s a lot packed into that, right? …today’s … Continue reading →

A Mother’s Love

a parent’s deep concern, a worrying, an ingrained fear; a mother’s breath, held back, waiting… random awakenings, listening, checking, straining to hear that cough, that fever to break. Your mother, your mother’s day, your loves? Mother’s Din With the last … Continue reading →

Introduction to Poetry by Billy Collins

one of my favorites… Introduction to Poetry       Billy Collins I ask them to take a poem and hold it up to the light like a color slide or press an ear against its hive. I say drop a mouse into … Continue reading →

Some poems are well over my head…

Too difficult. Though I don’t like admitting it. I research words and phrases. Sometimes they are way too personal. I read them again seeking small parts to take away and smell, or hold up to light, maybe try to taste … Continue reading →

Trees… who needs them?

What were they once? And now? What are your trees? Where are they? Read these two shorts poems; share yours   The Telephone Pole, formerly known as The Tree Bridled in strung lines, Carrying messages, intimate or otherwise, Reduced to … Continue reading →

Everyone has a school teacher they’ll never forget…

Mine was an 8th grade English lit teacher. Who was yours? Read about Gambino – and then write about your school teacher experiences. The Stage Struck English Teacher        by Randy Mazie Mr. Gambino was our pock-marked 8th grade frustrated … Continue reading →

Ramble in the Fields….

guys just got to have fun…Cyndi. kick off your Sunday shoes; please pull me off a my knees; get back before we crack; lose your blues…       Kenny Loggins, Dean Pitchford Let’s have some fun and ramble…. ********************************************************************************* I’m just sitting … Continue reading →

The Miller’s Promise…

promises made and broken, dreams lost, hard work gone awry,  disappointments… read The Miller’s Promise” let us in on your own… The Miller’s Promise       by Randy Mazie The promise of milled grains in keeping time, spent season’s finest feast, a … Continue reading →

Upon Maurice Sendak’s Death…

wild thing, you made my heart sing…

On the Topic of Parents

This one is for my mom who is in the hospital. Mother’s day is coming up. Share some of your maternal insights and instincts with us… On My 86 Year Old Mother’s Hospitalization        Randy Mazie I call to cheer … Continue reading →

May 8, 1924… Dad

Today would have been my dad’s 88th birthday. He died a few months ago. From Alzheimer’s. Some of you might think it just old age – it was not. It was the slow thieving by a disease from a man … Continue reading →

Gray… today is all about color

Your color; my color; colors of the world; color blind; what is the color of blindness; what color is the night… Gray Gray is      indistinguishable, Muted,      goes on forever,      unheard. Gray is the portraited photograph      of family members      unknown, unremembered. … Continue reading →

Planes… so many types of planes.

Flying planes. Straight planes. Carpenter’s planes. Three dimensional planes. Spiritual planes. http://kvennarad.wordpress.com/ poemed about a flying machine; I went spiritual in response. Go where you will with yours….  Spiritual Planes …by Randy Mazie white-winged, nailed into cross-puffed grey clouds, proudly-humbled-looking-down-calling … Continue reading →

Can you pick one thing and write about it over and over again?

I just picked potatoes. Potatoes? Yeah, right – or yeah write! Here are three haiku’s about cleaning potatoes.. Write your own potato haiku’s; or pick something else and write about it two or three times over…. Potato Haiku 1 cleaning … Continue reading →

Time to move from writing to reading…

Books/authors that I have been reading recently whose words leap off the page at me, that make me say wow, make me reread the words aloud, make me want to call you up and say listen to this, or where … Continue reading →

Haiku’s – for you. Please reply with yours…

Do you haiku? I do. Do you haiku? Or/Do you just think about it/On a windswept day? How about some political haiku’s…. Dear Republicans If a company can contribute to campaigns – Why can’t my union? Dear GE and all … Continue reading →

Clerihew III

We’re going gallery style before we completely clutter up the home page with clerihews. Here comes a triple dip down the lane of this clerihew trip. Obama took out Osama while he watched TV in his pajama; no email sent … Continue reading →

Clerihew II

Do you clerihew? Only a few do. On Clerihew II… This number two is for you.

Obama to Boehner:
I offer-er; you complainer-er.
John to Barack:
What a crock! What a crock!

What’s a Clerihew?

We got to get some poetry into this mix; and what’s a better way and more fun than a clerihew. In case it’s not clerihew or clear to you – a clerihew is a 4 line poem, AABB rhyme scheme, generally poking … Continue reading →