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‘Tis Time For An Other ‘Twas
‘Twas the day before Christmaswhen I realized this poem ’twas ready for the trash bin(after stifling a whopping groan).But then I asked myself, “What’s Christmas, without a fun ’twas?”So I grappled with this rhymer thinking, I’ll just add a disclaimer clause. Okay, there … Continue reading
ALIEN THOUGHT FOR A FOGGY DAY
Despite all of the previous hoaxes, he was sure the latest video of a UFO hovering over the park was the real thing. Waking up to a low-pitched hum and suspended in viscous gel the shade of mouldering bread instead … Continue reading
‘TIS ALL HALLOWS WEEK…
…and there is still much to do, like weaving webs, stringing skulls, and refining shrieks of, BOO! BOO! BOO! True… the pumpkin has been carved, skeletons are out of the closet,
IF YOU COULD TURN BACK THE SUNDIAL…
…WOULD IT BE to a time when dropping into a rabbit hole was just that— a twisting tumble into a bottomless burrow, a spiralling spin down an endless earthen tunnel,
SOMEONE PINCH ME – I Think I’ve Woken Up On Mars
From my bedwaning moon glides across a velvet black skya planet shimmers nearbyfar above the earthandmy head The Blue Marblerotates. Woke up 7:00 a.m.to pumpkin spice darknessodorlessit took only one dream and half a nightmareto travel theforty-three point seven five six million … Continue reading
A SUNDAY NOODLE
If this is BEAUTY-FUL and this is
CHOOSE A BOOK-TURN TO CHAPTER EIGHT-BEGIN WITH LINE EIGHT
She just couldn’t figure out what that something was. Had it risen from the cooling embers when she turned and reached for her fleece? Besides the chill that launched goosebumps up her back, spread them across her neck, and down … Continue reading
WHAT THE ICEBERG SAID
Bold. Blue. Megalithic. To think I might have begun as a whispered word on an ancient’s breath,a droplet in the spray of a neolithic sneeze, the spatter in a sputtered warning, “Run!”a single snowflake spit from a cloud, delivered on … Continue reading
Posted in ADVENTURES, ANCIENT WISDOM and TEACHINGS, ARCTIC WONDER, POEMS, TEACHINGS FROM THE FAR NORTH, VIEW FROM MY SOAP BOX
Tagged adventures in Greenland, climate change, D. G. Lambo, D. G. Lambo-Weidner, Disko Bay, Donna Gwinnell Lambo-Weidner, Donna Lambo-Weidner, Greenland, ice berg, ice berg themed poetry, ilulissat, melting ice cap, poetry, wisdom from the far north
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TWO QUIRKS, A CONSIDERATION, AND A QUANDARY – a.k.a. Peculiar Pandemic Ponderings
THE QUIRKS: My husband surprised me with blueberry pancakes for breakfast today, and for the first time ever, I noticed that I eat my pancakes in measured quadrants reminiscent of PHI, the law of divine proportion. Later, I nibbled on … Continue reading
Posted in ADVENTURES, HUMOR, VIEW FROM MY SOAP BOX
Tagged #coviditis, adventure of a coffee bean, COVID 19 contemplations, D.G.Lambo, Donna Gwinnell Lambo-Weidner, Donna Lambo-Weidner, law of divine proportion, life cycle of a coffee bean, oddities, phi, quirks, ruthless pirate, the golden ratio
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LEGO LOCKDOWN – THE STOWAWAYS
“Won’t you step into my spaceship,” said the spider to the fly. “Tis the speediest little spacecraft in which you’ll ever fly. It will take us to great heights, ones you’ve never reached before. Just soar up here to where … Continue reading
Posted in ADVENTURES, HUMOR, POEMS, VIGNETTE
Tagged # shelterinplace, adventure, Apollo 11 poetry, Apollo Lunar Module, D.G.Lambo, Donna Gwinnell Lambo-Weidner, Lego Creator Apollo 11 Lunar Lander, moon landing, moon theme poetry, rhyming poetry, space travel, The Spider and the Fly by Mary Howitt
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