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Really Awful Editnig Woes

Posted on July 21, 2014 by colonialist

It is a most distresing thing,  However many times.   That I will go through editnig, I still uncover crimes  By punctuation grammar; too;  Or simply of a the word  That’s one too many, one – few,  Or simply is … Continue reading →

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The Really Awful Mannerisms in ‘New York School’ Poetry

Posted on April 21, 2014 by colonialist

(Translate; Vertaal; Vertalen; Traduire; Übersetzung: μετάφραση: Tradução: Перевод; Traducción: )———-> (Click on Sidebar items on right for translations, to play Colonialist compositions, or to visit his writings etc.) Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt is to write a “New York School” poem: New … Continue reading →

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REALLY AWFULLY SEASICK SEASHELLS

Posted on April 19, 2014 by colonialist

(Translate; Vertaal; Vertalen; Traduire; Übersetzung: μετάφραση: Tradução: Перевод; Traducción: )———-> (Click on Sidebar items on right for translations, to play Colonialist compositions, or to visit his writings etc.) NaPoWriMo prompt for today invites one to use some of the more, … Continue reading →

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A really awfully tasteless rhyme giving rationale on rats as rations

Posted on April 17, 2014 by colonialist

For today’s NaPoWriMo prompt, we are invited to wax lyrical on something affecting at least three of the five senses.  This invites a rhapsodic eulogy on the joys to be experienced from sight, smell, sound, touch and taste. With having … Continue reading →

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REALLY AWFULLY QUESTIONABLE RHYME

Posted on April 14, 2014 by colonialist

The NaPoWriMo prompt for today is asking a lot! Would a road-dent be a rut? Where is it that were-wolves were? Fresh farm butter buts a butt? How is it that dogs a cur?  Batting pears with fruit-bats bat? Does … Continue reading →

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REALLY AWFUL KENNING FAILURE

Posted on April 13, 2014 by colonialist

The NaPoWriMo prompt for today invites one to try kenning, which is forcing a couple of poor innocent nouns into an illicit relationship in order to have a baby … that is to say, to make another noun. Like using … Continue reading →

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Really Awful Empty House Party

Posted on April 12, 2014 by colonialist

I awoke to a house As quiet as a mouse As em-per-tee as it could be But I shouldn’t grouse, If I want to carouse, I’ve got the whole place for a spree! So please do feel free, Come carousing … Continue reading →

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Really Awfully Adverse

Posted on April 4, 2014 by colonialist

For optically-challenged or cursive-cursing readers, here it is set out more clearly: I thought I felt a poem coming on – Verse of some kind went dashing through my mind – But then I looked again, and it was gone; … Continue reading →

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Really Awfully Saturated

Posted on March 26, 2014 by colonialist

There is water on my brain, While my vision’s gone all foggy, I have muscles under strain, And each part of me is soggy. In these training little swims For young R, at not quite six yet, My enthusiasm dims … Continue reading →

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REALLY UTTERLY REVOLTING RHYME

Posted on January 23, 2014 by colonialist

Had netlessness for most of day: Our power was curtailed; The cutting-off of trees away From lines, was why it failed.  The opportunity was took Defrosting fridge to do, And also, then, to take a look At D I Ys, … Continue reading →

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