tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14468018314160368262024-11-05T17:52:16.734-09:00This Alaskan's LifeMusings of Don Rearden Author of the Washington Post 2013 Notable novel, The Raven's Gift. www.donrearden.comAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04493696084483627432noreply@blogger.comBlogger246125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446801831416036826.post-70971032290519745712017-01-16T10:21:00.000-09:002017-01-16T10:21:20.679-09:00New Website Up And Running... <br />
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Greetings from snowy Bear Valley!<br />
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I've got a <a href="http://www.donrearden.com/">new website up</a> and running and will most likely post most blog updates and other madness there, with an occasional visit to this old page. Feel free to check that site out and sign up for updates!<br />
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Thanks! My new co-authored book drops this March from St. Martins. It is called Never Quit, and so far the early reviews indicate this is a book readers are going to devour.<br />
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<a href="http://www.donrearden.com/">www.donrearden.com</a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04493696084483627432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446801831416036826.post-83604927765194666272016-05-01T15:03:00.001-08:002016-05-01T15:03:02.304-08:00The Campfirethe campfire is everything <div>the ring of flames</div><div>bring tranquility</div><div>to the unease </div><div>of modern life </div><div>worries melt</div><div>fears burn away</div><div>flickers of humanity return</div><div>the children poke sticks</div><div>the adults stir the embers</div><div>we all live and die </div><div>by fire in some form</div><div>but the campfire </div><div>the campfire is everything </div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div>[poem #30 for April! National poetry month.]</div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04493696084483627432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446801831416036826.post-90834295373473931452016-04-29T13:55:00.000-08:002016-04-29T13:55:04.096-08:00Helena Spector, Doctor of Philosophy of Cookiesshe taught them to love writing<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04493696084483627432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446801831416036826.post-4403428181791351622016-04-28T21:54:00.001-08:002016-04-28T22:16:20.989-08:00The Teacher of the Fishermen<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx837JAEJ7zDaQfIcv3djtVPWTm1a9SUH_Op_kecudR4oa0g37qzVWgS6Fsfoq2dHzGYV8G-4cWOCtt_idAXOdn4nMaBP1hsKnmrMFij-FsrY-UMw0ckls2tWRgWb7lhkBFZw3wTeAXok/s640/blogger-image--371797341.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx837JAEJ7zDaQfIcv3djtVPWTm1a9SUH_Op_kecudR4oa0g37qzVWgS6Fsfoq2dHzGYV8G-4cWOCtt_idAXOdn4nMaBP1hsKnmrMFij-FsrY-UMw0ckls2tWRgWb7lhkBFZw3wTeAXok/s640/blogger-image--371797341.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div>you can give a man a fish<div>or teach a man to fish</div><div>but you cannot teach</div><div>a man to teach</div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">the fisherman who first </span></div><div>shared the magic </div><div>of the line </div><div>lured the fish</div><div>another watched </div><div>then tried </div><div>taught herself </div><div>tied the knot</div><div>set the hook</div><div><br></div><div>then she taught</div><div>her son to fish</div><div>a daughter watched</div><div>then tried</div><div><br></div><div>the brother learned to fish</div><div>the daughter became </div><div>the teacher of the fishermen</div><div>who would learn </div><div>for a lifetime</div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04493696084483627432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446801831416036826.post-78855103725215765352016-04-27T22:56:00.001-08:002016-04-27T23:07:27.299-08:00Forecast for Tears<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinrVhOpUvQAlpBVeS0-Z2pn2S_TbhtaJkXfkT5_-egayRCMEraijGF5V2zZF-vIPPwVN1H2QQOVw5QwNyjzbCV5EUfq5_GHbD4eO9yfQ-EuxKhXto9lUxIezzt_WT2mOt3ocH5CJK_ot4/s640/blogger-image--1502145378.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinrVhOpUvQAlpBVeS0-Z2pn2S_TbhtaJkXfkT5_-egayRCMEraijGF5V2zZF-vIPPwVN1H2QQOVw5QwNyjzbCV5EUfq5_GHbD4eO9yfQ-EuxKhXto9lUxIezzt_WT2mOt3ocH5CJK_ot4/s640/blogger-image--1502145378.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br><div>mostly scattered<div>partly clear</div><div>turning to light</div><div>heavy at times</div><div>developing later</div><div>beginning earlier</div><div>morning, mid-morning</div><div>in the day</div><div>the afternoon</div><div>evening</div><div>throughout the night</div></div><div>mist, drizzle</div><div>torrential downpour</div><div>more of the same tomorrow </div><div>with a few breaks</div><div>here and there</div><div>then sun</div><div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04493696084483627432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446801831416036826.post-57168852383268043462016-04-26T21:33:00.001-08:002016-04-26T21:33:55.851-08:00This Is For YouDear ____________,<div><br></div><div>This is for you </div><div>I wish it were ________</div><div>that I could drop everything</div><div>to be there _____ for you now and</div><div><br></div><div>knowing that you are ______</div><div>makes me ________ inside</div><div><br></div><div>I would ____ for you</div><div>and ______ to take</div><div>away your ________.</div><div><br></div><div>But there are no words</div><div>to fill in the ________</div><div><br></div><div>So instead I do </div><div>the only thing I know</div><div>and write these three words</div><div>________ _________ _______</div><div><br></div><div>_______ yours,</div><div><br></div><div>______________</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04493696084483627432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446801831416036826.post-71083501525934868962016-04-25T22:56:00.001-08:002016-04-25T22:56:49.479-08:00Vacation Destination: Chernobyl<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">about the night before</span><div>the meltdown </div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">a ride on the Ferris wheel </span></div><div>the bumper cars colliding</div><div>sundown and </div><div>Reactor 4 is fine</div><div><br></div><div>is the thirty year memory</div><div>of the night before</div><div>seared like a tree shadow</div><div>against a barn </div><div>in the flash, then gone?</div><div><br></div><div>do the tourists</div><div>who enter the Exclusion Zone</div><div>to see the mutated catfish</div><div>patrolling the cooling ponds</div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">only hope to spot a radioactive wolf?</span></div><div><br></div><div>or do they even wonder</div><div>what tomorrow will bring? 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mid-day</div><div><br></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04493696084483627432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446801831416036826.post-62581383877332433702016-04-22T10:21:00.001-08:002016-04-23T09:46:16.600-08:00Weighting Roomwhite noise behind Mozart<div>silver wine-rack holding only</div><div>rolled magazines </div><div>check-in window</div><div>check-out window</div><div>chairs and couches</div><div>potted plants</div><div>random unmatched frames:</div><div>a painted fish, stain glass </div><div>best of awards and evacuation plans</div><div><br></div><div>in the corner a kids area, empty</div><div>strange colorful bead and wire</div><div>contraption, toys, books</div><div>silence</div><div><br></div><div>all of this is waiting</div><div>we check in</div><div>we check out</div><div>we wait</div><div>for good news</div><div>and bad</div><div><br></div><div>and wait, wait, wait</div><div>sometimes the weight</div><div>is unbearable </div><div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04493696084483627432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446801831416036826.post-76564446890908438272016-04-21T14:20:00.001-08:002016-04-21T14:20:17.978-08:00April Leaves<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTjpBLXfSi70k3iWGLa_TV-GKLiqBh-VT9vfNEMf39JMouLj1JFUVfOKMUdlBb0fP7yJAbPE8Mjhyg_CaAuv0nOIUb9wzUlcyMg_Zpj8ZhcFu6VeWy0Rp0J7YzraFWceEBlWJvzwrCgp8/s640/blogger-image--1106068972.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTjpBLXfSi70k3iWGLa_TV-GKLiqBh-VT9vfNEMf39JMouLj1JFUVfOKMUdlBb0fP7yJAbPE8Mjhyg_CaAuv0nOIUb9wzUlcyMg_Zpj8ZhcFu6VeWy0Rp0J7YzraFWceEBlWJvzwrCgp8/s640/blogger-image--1106068972.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div>April and our trees have leaves<div>winter never leaves, <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">she never came</span></div><div>leaving us a dry brown world </div><div>in history's leaves, we know</div><div>the ice recedes, scars left</div><div>leaving all of us to wonder</div><div>what is left or right</div><div>or leave well enough alone</div><div>leave us to our own devices</div><div>to turn over a new leaf</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04493696084483627432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446801831416036826.post-3569210364720479242016-04-21T11:22:00.001-08:002016-04-22T06:54:08.183-08:00When Stars Die<br><div>I cannot with doves cry</div><div>why, you ask and I</div><div>lie, as I </div><div>try to avert my </div><div>eye, avoid a sigh</div><div>dry the mouth goes, shy</div><div>spy purple laden clouds in the sky</div><div>high drinking rye</div><div>buy another good bye</div><div>by and by</div><div>my loved ones with yours die</div><div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04493696084483627432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446801831416036826.post-60863346719366512602016-04-20T22:19:00.001-08:002016-04-20T22:19:08.818-08:00Apps for Everythingapps for dating, rating, mating<div>for baby naming, gaming</div><div>pet taming</div><div>spelling, selling, body part swelling </div><div><br></div><div>apps for love and sexting </div><div>and secretly texting</div><div>apps to track, hack, and Trivia Crack</div><div><br></div><div>apps it seems for everything </div><div>but empathy, </div><div>and what a pity</div><div>no app yet to save humanity</div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04493696084483627432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446801831416036826.post-26815782694687171902016-04-19T23:00:00.001-08:002016-04-19T23:00:43.718-08:00The Game<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjngraFT4IjRlWplPfrhAry0QAWetDuA-IZ_t748Ovqrp6oHTwYh0qo8-WZy9kJhHl9_BrtEd2yqO0gH6Mq_8pYcI4EIhkVedFczYzn4iAgRGAWh-yrr6OuUMt0L5iS5Xmm8uL8JVYiyXk/s640/blogger-image-445474361.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjngraFT4IjRlWplPfrhAry0QAWetDuA-IZ_t748Ovqrp6oHTwYh0qo8-WZy9kJhHl9_BrtEd2yqO0gH6Mq_8pYcI4EIhkVedFczYzn4iAgRGAWh-yrr6OuUMt0L5iS5Xmm8uL8JVYiyXk/s640/blogger-image-445474361.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">teach them to play </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">with passion and joy</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">teamwork and toughness </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">when to lead or follow</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">win even when losing</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">miss and try again</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">learn from loss</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">don't play for the whistle </font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">remind them this </font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><font style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">the goal is meant to be</font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><font style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">something to leap towards</font></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">the clock counts down </font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">from the first time they play</font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">until the final buzzer</font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><br></font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04493696084483627432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446801831416036826.post-43329890920747396352016-04-18T13:02:00.001-08:002016-04-18T13:02:27.615-08:00Like Riding a Bike<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghZqslqBRtKr_M2pbpoXCnSMvsJoJonDmburtbFqyjBG6AdQHgyaPsDqId9QUfU9oNg0rEDufGbIZFLf9lMkJM9t0Ccjrs-3fVhCKZtTneA2PdF6nCoqY3R_sDc_beU2gBhKAtMcrzA-g/s640/blogger-image-1229939323.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghZqslqBRtKr_M2pbpoXCnSMvsJoJonDmburtbFqyjBG6AdQHgyaPsDqId9QUfU9oNg0rEDufGbIZFLf9lMkJM9t0Ccjrs-3fVhCKZtTneA2PdF6nCoqY3R_sDc_beU2gBhKAtMcrzA-g/s640/blogger-image-1229939323.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div>like riding a bike, they say<div>but what about the first time</div><div>when age is one part balance </div><div>and two parts fear and freedom</div><div>what is that like riding?</div><div>a bull? a rocket? </div><div><br></div><div>like riding a bike, they say</div><div>but what about the last time</div><div>when age provides no freedom</div><div>from fear of balance</div><div>what is that like riding?</div><div>a bear? a dragon? </div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04493696084483627432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446801831416036826.post-30524690450469557962016-04-17T21:30:00.001-08:002016-04-17T21:30:09.077-08:00the weight of the immeasurable<div>the human heart </div><div><br></div><div>blood by the liter</div>liters of wine by the gallon<div>gallons of oil by the barrel</div><div>barrels of gold by the ounce</div><div>ounces of diamonds by the carat</div><div>carrots by the pound</div><div>pounding heart by beats per minute</div><div>in love and</div><div>love by no measurable means</div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04493696084483627432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446801831416036826.post-31615103292183033092016-04-16T23:57:00.001-08:002016-04-16T23:57:40.829-08:00History<div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">it's history, but</div><span style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">how can history be</span><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">the judge </div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">if history is written by </div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">the victors</div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">and doomed to repeat history</div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">the ones who don't learn</div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"><br></div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">we're history</div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">they're history</div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">I'm history</div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"><br></div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">the annals, the halls</div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">the footsteps, the echoes</div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">the ghosts, the mysteries </div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"><br></div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">history is herstory</div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">mystory, yourstory</div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"><br></div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">history forgotten</div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">history rewritten</div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">revised, glamorized</div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">romanticized, eulogized</div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"><br></div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">history</div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"><br></div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">is boring is exciting</div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">is bloody</div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">is dead white guys</div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">is written in blood</div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">dates names dates names</div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">dusty, rusty, musty</div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"><br></div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">can't rewrite </div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">can't rewind</div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"><br></div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">history is</div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">was</div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">will be</div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"><br></div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">will</div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"><br></div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;">be</div><div style="color: rgb(69, 69, 69); font-family: UICTFontTextStyleBody; text-decoration: -webkit-letterpress;"><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04493696084483627432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446801831416036826.post-47779358945549095912016-04-15T22:24:00.001-08:002016-04-15T22:24:49.477-08:00Political Popcorn<div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0mrwryhI5eQ8BM-FaSCZGUU-73ahYZboXizVzGE2SwAfQkBn0vofqhon5iUwTlwB8I-2ZmMFaoecETwoxiFAHAWr4YwJw1B7SJpRqIExK4hCMLV93SPtfPpCjCN1k7PiMXd83LPzzrKM/s640/blogger-image--1335462059.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0mrwryhI5eQ8BM-FaSCZGUU-73ahYZboXizVzGE2SwAfQkBn0vofqhon5iUwTlwB8I-2ZmMFaoecETwoxiFAHAWr4YwJw1B7SJpRqIExK4hCMLV93SPtfPpCjCN1k7PiMXd83LPzzrKM/s640/blogger-image--1335462059.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div>heat on high</span><div>simmer and sizzle<div>tension turns to turbulence</div><div>single eruptions at first, then</div><div>kernels of chaos </div><div>explosions in unison </div><div>tumult to timid rumble</div><div>threes and twos </div><div>isolated bursts</div><div>heat reduced</div><div>soon silence </div><div><br></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04493696084483627432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446801831416036826.post-90338541243657040122016-04-14T21:43:00.001-08:002016-04-14T21:43:44.561-08:00Say to the Monstershe wakes in terror<div>nightmare</div><div>the scare has him shaking</div><div>the dark his eyes scan</div><div>can I sleep in his bed</div><div>said another hug please</div><div>these stuffed animals live</div><div>give them away </div><div>stay, for a minute and do</div><div>you have scary dreams?</div><div>screams out again</div><div>they won't stop scaring me</div><div>see the black on the wall?</div><div><br></div><div>call out again and I'll be mad</div><div>sad that I said that, but </div><div>cut out the crying</div><div>trying, I tell him, you</div><div>do what I do, again</div><div>when you dream, you may</div><div>say to the monsters</div><div>go away</div><div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04493696084483627432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446801831416036826.post-8166745622518645002016-04-13T14:22:00.002-08:002016-04-13T14:23:58.445-08:00"Fill in the Blank Legislation"<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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"Fill in the Blank Legislation" (A poem dedicated to Pete Kelly and his fill in the blank ALEC Legislation to allow concealed guns on Alaska campuses.) <br />
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_____ began wearing the body armor after our _______ legislators<br />
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students, faculty, and staff began to carry _______<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04493696084483627432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446801831416036826.post-975273314003076352016-04-12T20:41:00.001-08:002016-04-12T20:41:54.895-08:00Equal Work, Equal Pay<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwOMa5M7bij_ORM29QpNcGW_75ifje0myEqg4RfBuKYvpJ2iWsB-FcuWqa7LdgBQhQkCkWq5ZIT0wrbc6YqbDMFoHpx353ceGoGUJYPq0hxWMkxXcEfvq9puTaNZiIwIiqE0ChfLbEFnU/s640/blogger-image-633692355.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwOMa5M7bij_ORM29QpNcGW_75ifje0myEqg4RfBuKYvpJ2iWsB-FcuWqa7LdgBQhQkCkWq5ZIT0wrbc6YqbDMFoHpx353ceGoGUJYPq0hxWMkxXcEfvq9puTaNZiIwIiqE0ChfLbEFnU/s640/blogger-image-633692355.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div><br></div>her precious little head<div>tilts five degrees to the left</div><div>torticollis by diagnosis</div><div>a rare condition</div><div>according to the physical therapist</div><div>my daughter's neck muscles contract</div><div>forcing her head to twist</div><div><br></div><div>this and more</div><div>we will work to address</div><div>so that when the day comes</div><div>for her first successful interview </div><div>my beautiful girl</div><div>won't have her head askew</div><div>when they make the offer</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04493696084483627432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446801831416036826.post-49355628281871834562016-04-11T22:27:00.001-08:002016-04-11T22:27:28.113-08:00Discovery on the Beach<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWhfstN3MlCF2NCDGXRzDapMc7R2Jha7pWSqrVCwgsooO4A_GkK7PsV9LD3uXGR6exUfyzi9A8O53dqqkG4kegjN4OZPBl5SwSYX3PUQaQ9pdpvbq2IWF_ExfnJF_YGIYS0lLGMMLvIKY/s640/blogger-image-1908203451.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWhfstN3MlCF2NCDGXRzDapMc7R2Jha7pWSqrVCwgsooO4A_GkK7PsV9LD3uXGR6exUfyzi9A8O53dqqkG4kegjN4OZPBl5SwSYX3PUQaQ9pdpvbq2IWF_ExfnJF_YGIYS0lLGMMLvIKY/s640/blogger-image-1908203451.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">a relic in paradise</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">and he insists</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">on picking up </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">pushing digits</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">pretends to talk </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I want to call</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">for real, he says</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">it's a pay phone</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I say</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">you need money to call </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">and, not a toy</font></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">who uses this?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">and why, he asks</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">does everything always</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">take money?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">please?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I just want to say hi </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04493696084483627432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446801831416036826.post-90638798466517071922016-04-10T23:07:00.001-08:002016-04-10T23:07:37.946-08:00Best Big Brother EverI'm quite sure I thought<div>my two sisters would tell you<div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">they had the best big brother</span></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">in the history of big brothers</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><br></font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">I was a hard act to follow</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">so cute and smart</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">attentive and perfect</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">my parents didn't </font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">have to even say how great</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">because it was clear</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">no bed time for me</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">the kid who put himself</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">to bed and never talked back</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">not once raised his voice, or needed</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">to be told twice</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><br></font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">and the list goes on</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">best as a baby, </font><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">best grades</span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">and first to this and that</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">all that being amazing took a toll</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">one day --- perhaps because</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">I was so smart ---</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">I realized this:</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">I wasn't so great </span></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">after all, and in all my time spent</font></div></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">being the best, I missed my</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">chance to be the brother</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">they needed and wanted</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">not the one they were stuck with</font></div><div><br></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">Of course today</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">I've repaired the damage</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">and if you asked </font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">they would tell you </font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">they have the best big brother </font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">ever</font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif">and maybe even mean it </font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><br></font></div><div><font face="Helvetica Neue Light, HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif"><br></font></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04493696084483627432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446801831416036826.post-60534296545513734712016-04-09T22:34:00.001-08:002016-04-09T22:34:39.082-08:00Guns in the English ClassroomMonday we discussed fragments<div> a Glock in my pocket </div><div><br></div><div>Tuesday was all commas</div><div>.44 on hip, .38 ankle, and .357</div><div>in a shoulder holster</div><div><br></div><div>Wednesday dangling participles</div><div>carrying a revolver on my hip</div><div><br></div><div>Thursday misplaced modifiers</div><div>packed a semi-auto with a smile</div><div><br></div><div>Friday was two, to, too</div><div>took two assault rifles to class, too</div><div> </div><div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04493696084483627432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446801831416036826.post-87183078774299867342016-04-08T20:52:00.001-08:002016-04-08T22:09:33.705-08:00Death by Social Media 3.0he needed an update<div>he'd watched his Prime expire</div><div>all the GoodReads were no longer Tinder for his Kindle Fire</div><div>Pandora was open</div><div>he didn't have the emoticon</div><div>to Kickstart his iLife</div><div>he shared no Words with Friends</div><div>not even a PayPal</div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">all sense of eHarmony was gone</span></div><div>not even Shazam or Alibaba </div><div>could save <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">what was left</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">of his Google Earth</span></div><div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04493696084483627432noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1446801831416036826.post-14428718600939436582016-04-07T23:53:00.001-08:002016-04-07T23:53:13.226-08:00The EndI've thought too much <div>about the world ending</div><div>how it would be scary</div><div>but exciting in a way</div><div>no need to worry</div><div>about insurance or retirement</div><div>stylish clothing, appearance, or weight </div><div><br></div><div>no longer living to work</div><div>instead working to live </div><div>each moment counting </div><div>relationships all that matter</div><div><br></div><div>then comes the crushing reality</div><div>the end means unbearable loss</div><div>in ways I know I cannot fathom </div><div><br></div><div>and there is this, too</div><div>there would be no need or time</div><div>for writing or story telling </div><div>not at first anyway,</div><div>and that is an end </div><div>I want no part of</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04493696084483627432noreply@blogger.com0