Tag Archives: meme

A lesser known preventive doctrine

Posted on September 11, 2009 by James Steerforth

Let’s engage in some mayhem… Continue reading →

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It is written that …

Posted on April 20, 2009 by James Steerforth

It is written that future Man will move up one step on the hierarchical ladder to become a creator, just like the angels, archangels, thrones, excusiai and others are creators. Thought, which already has creative powers in some select few … Continue reading →

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A look around, departure & let loose poem

Posted on February 1, 2009 by James Steerforth

so foregoing the white floc and only taking a sip from the
white armagnac that had come by post from that
part of France in a small bottle labeled “eau de
muses” to prevent any kind of customs troubles Continue reading →

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Culinary delight

Posted on August 1, 2008 by James Steerforth

“That tastes like deep-fried gravel!” I complained and was thrown out. It had been “nid d’hirondelle sur lit de roses” on the menu. Not a trace of bed or rose. But that wonderful gravelly feeling on teeth and tongue – … Continue reading →

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Far-away love on the beach

Posted on July 26, 2008 by James Steerforth

Inspire Me Thursday‘s invitation for “beach” contributions reminded me of a song by John Cale. I tried to find it on Youtube, but it’s not there. So the lyrics will have to do, which is a shame … it’s a … Continue reading →

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Ghosts

Posted on July 20, 2008 by James Steerforth

For them When we walked in there we were like a family, even though I barely knew you and had just met your daughter. The circle of friends opened as if for a family. _________________ We were apart for some … Continue reading →

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When we are most near

Posted on June 25, 2008 by James Steerforth

– James Steerforth A poem pretty much in the vein of Gertrude Stein written using Shuffle Words. As proposed by read write prompt #33.

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The quitting game

Posted on May 27, 2008 by James Steerforth

Ever played the quitting game? It’s the hang-in game reversed: I quit – you quit, and there’s nothing left. It’s a fast one and works well with players of like mind. – James Steerforth For Sunday Scribblings #112.

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A tale of two cowbirds

Posted on May 2, 2008 by James Steerforth

Corinna was Orrin’s mother. What he didn’t know was that Barry was not his indigenous father. Rowland had planted his seed, determined to procreate conveniently, to only have one thing to do with it. Barry loved Orrin like his own. … Continue reading →

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Bluebird in the eyeless city

Posted on March 20, 2008 by James Steerforth

Bluebird in the eyeless city by Johannes Beilharz Acrylic on canvas, 2005 Posted for Get Surreal at Totally Optional Prompts

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Take a Message to Mary

Posted on February 28, 2008 by James Steerforth

Posted in response to Totally Optional Prompts‘ request for poems inspired by the ‘Send a Message’ prompt. When I read the prompt, I immediately thought of this song in the version I know – by Bob Dylan. It is on … Continue reading →

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Ferociously unfounded

Posted on May 24, 2007 by James Steerforth

“Idolatry will get you nowhere,” said the ice blue-haired nymph to her entourage consisting of 12 yelper-helper frogs and 22 corn mummy beetles from selected countries of the world. And on she lectured to her patient but drowsy audience, speaking … Continue reading →

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