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This week's words;

Sunday - Instructions

Monday- Motorcycle

Tuesday- Wildflower

Wednesday- Asparagus

Thursday- Stopwatch

Friday - Confetti


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1  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / mustache on: April 22, 2019, 08:23:53 PM
it stretched across his face like giant furry caterpillar, snoozing in the space just above his lips and below his nose, which hangs long and low now in his old age, the skin on his face is delicate, almost translucent, wrinkled and spotted from decades of sun exposure while he worked his flower gardens, he thinks long and hard while his jaw quivers trying to sound out a sentence, but his memory wont allow it, his eyes are telling as his family huddles around patiently for a sign of his old-self, i think about what age will do me, if i'll walk this stony earth as long as his tired-feet allowed him to, will i stand half the man or twice the man as he? it's like trying to swim through concrete imaging that i'll even come close to the accomplished life that he lived, a world war two vet, once standing tall in uniform, brave, buff, full of energy, sailing the blue pacific looking for wrecked aircraft and pulling men out of the water in the black of night, settling down with a beautiful wife, cocooning their love, giving life to six beautiful children, five rowdy sons and a tom-boy daughter, now he sits, hunched over in a wheelchair, not knowing where he is..
2  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / hose on: April 19, 2019, 09:21:52 PM
the sun is steaming on this hot summer day,
i'll slip into my trunks before i make my way,
down to the pebble shoreline of minnehonk lake,

i'll touch my toes into the surface
like the little thermometers they are,
to decide if a swim would be worth it

the lawn to my back smells fresh cut,
a sprinkler system chirps somewhere in the yard,
schools out for the summer,
no more desks to anchor me now
im as free as a bird, there's no bringing me down

i'll take a running start and then off the dock i'll dive
head first into my sweet sixteen prime
3  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / card on: March 26, 2019, 07:27:26 PM
i hide behind jack shit, sitting at this round table filled with snakes looking to steal my hard earned dough, i keep my cool though, expressionless and calm, yet confident as to not blow my cover, i raise the table a buck and throw the little black chip into the center, their eyes watch me like hawks, waiting and lurking for any indication that i might be bluffing, i stare back with a glance that could cut like a knife, they look at their hands, pondering the possibilities, nervously tapping their foot, unseen under the table, knawing at the inside of their bottom lips, squinting and rechecking the cards laid out before them, puffy clouds of tobacco billow from their lips, the atmosphere is hazy, dim lit, i reach out slowly to my neat glass of whiskey, throwing back what remains of it, straight-faced I swallow, not even flinching as it sears my throat on the way down, aged-scotch, nothing like it, the kind your grandaddy likes to keep locked away, only to be seen on special occasion or when mourning...
4  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / duck on: March 25, 2019, 07:39:03 PM
pucker up
give me your best duck face
smooch those lips out
make em as wide as the wings of a boeing 747
act like you want it to go viral
you know you do
spreading through social media like the bubonic plague
infecting everyone with your good looks
fish for attention
we crave likes like birds crave wonder bread
everyone flocking around in a tug of war for dominance
but you have to pucker up
don't be shy
find that perfect angle
sell sex with your eyes
fuck if your underage
do it like the pros
the role models
the influencers and public figures
don't be the ugly duckling
be the sweet white swan
be above the rest
with your head above water
don't let the haters pull you down into the murky abyss
you've got the looks,
you've got a skinny enough neck
but youre afraid fly
what if they shoot you down?

5  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Re: Fair on: March 22, 2019, 08:45:47 PM
salivating like a starved hound - very nice very nice
6  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / the fair on: March 22, 2019, 08:40:31 PM
fried dough fills the air
as i buy my ticket to the county fair

clouds of sweet cotton candy carry through the wind
and boy, do i feel like a kid again

followed by zipper madness and ferris wheels
tilt-a-whirls and dizzy feels
insides jumbled and an aching head
i can barely keep up on these wobbly legs

7  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / road on: March 21, 2019, 07:29:08 PM
the road stretched out ahead, straight as an arrow, vast cornfields freshly tilled and smelling of manure meet the sky at the horizon line, we're traveling west to the land of dreams, but first we have to get through the opposite, the land of flat nothingness, this place reminds me of the wizard of oz, Kansas, Oklahoma, tornado alley, little toto would get lost in these fields, like being stranded in the middle of a desert, no landmarks, no compass, you have no choice but to travel by the map of stars that fill the dark night sky, the pavement is smooth, uncracked, out here theres no one to enforce the law, travel as fast as you want, at your own risk of course, i can't imagine growing...
8  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / plate on: March 20, 2019, 07:30:39 PM
my plate is full
but life is good
people are starting to know me around the neighborhood

my plate is full
i got a wife and six kids
what a blessed life i live

my plate is full
i work overtime this week
gotta pay the bills, the gas, water, and heat

my plate is full
theres no room for mistakes
on school nights the kids better be in bed by 9:08

my plate is full
the tank in the car is not
fuck if I'm stuck in this parking lot

my plate is full
i call the wife
when times get dark she's my ray of light

my plate is full
and I'm just not hungry
i can't imagine putting food in my anxious tummy

my plate is full
so it goes...

9  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / tile on: March 19, 2019, 08:41:26 PM
what is this foreign icy surface beneath my feet? its not rock, its not dirt, its definitely not the soft green grass i'm used to traversing outside, and why is it littered with squares, one beside the other, on top of the other, squares compiling squares, but how many squares total? its like guessing how many jelly beans fill the jar, winner takes all. lets have a lick; tastes like dirt, crumbly, grainy, unswept, not slick like when the linoleum gets wet in the bathroom, yet smoother than the rough pavement of the driveway, it doesnt taste bad, but not particularly good either, and what's with the colors? black then white then black then white, every row the preceding rows opposite, is it meant to be a game? checkers? chess? my nails scratch and click across the floor when i move, as if i were wearing shoes made for tap dancing, but they don't make those kinds of shoes for creatures like me, though i'm talented in other ways, sitting, staying, laying down, shaking hands...

10  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / cheeseburger on: March 18, 2019, 07:11:32 PM
you can hear the aggressive opening creak of the restaurant door and the stampede-like rumble vibrating through the floors, nearer and nearer, shaking the silverware on the glass table-tops ringing out dead like choked wind chimes, ears pitched around tables all around the dining room become agitated and erect, several turned faces of displeasure send their regards via dirty looks and death stares, the stampede table of sixteen receives the message soundly and hush hushes, a waitress in roller blades swings tightly around the register and greets the guests with a bubblegum bubble popping from her lips...
11  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / porch on: March 15, 2019, 08:48:42 PM
to the right of the storm door
just before you enter the house
swings in the wind back and forth
an empty bench for two
overlooking the long dirt driveway
with it's plush fields of flowers
and tall wavy grass on either side
she used to run through those fields as a child
collecting lilacs for the kitchen table
to be admired
how she loved to make her mother smile

12  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / box on: March 14, 2019, 06:59:56 PM
he investigates with his nose to the floor
his head leading the way, zig zagging back and forth
he retraces his steps trying to find the secret scent
he stops before an amazon shipping box
he sits
his head ticks side to side in slight confusion
what is this?
he leans forward for a sniff
his wet tongue has a taste
he lets out a sneeze
this definitely isnt meat
though perhaps another form of treat
he circles the box
examining it from all sides
checking its vitality by scratching at it
which reminds me, a nail clipping grooming session is in order
he tips the box on its side exposing a dark portal
cautiously he follows his nose and sticks his head inside as far as it will go
this new world is freaky,
whipping his head up and taking the box with him, now as a cardboard helmet
yelping and pouncing and running around, he can't see whats in front of him...
13  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / fox on: January 14, 2019, 05:04:43 PM
a pair of pointed ears poke up out of the tall grass, zig-zagging through the field, following the scent of a carcass, the corn field across the street smells of chicken manure, freshly sprayed and swirling through the wind and in and out of my airways, it's the season for corn over at alvin's farm, big tractor's, with their mega rear-wheels, and soiled tread, inch along the side of the street with a bus full of traffic to it's rear, the yellow lines in the road aren't dotted, so no passing, no escaping, i'd always roll up the window of the car as soon as i smelled the fertilizer in the air, but as soon as i'd catch wind of it, it'd be too late to save myself the discomfort by sealing off the car, the clean scent of my air freshener would already be contaminated, and the only way out of the fecal smog would be to book it across town, or in any direction up wind, alvin was always cool, my parents had a house right on the edge of this cornfield, and he'd let us run out into the corn-rows and pick at a few stalks when the harvest was ready, we ate a lot of corn on the cob with dinner in those days, sitting around the table, all eight of us, mom, dad, june, jeffrey, jessie, jackie, me and james. our dog max would hover around our feet underneath the table, eager for the leftover scrappings or any accidental food that fell from our plate, seemingly from heaven, down to his salivating tongue....
14  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / baseball hat on: January 11, 2019, 07:29:06 PM
in high school, the cool kids seem to wear them, some, worn in normal fashion, others are flipped around, totally backwards, i laugh at the idiots who wear them sideways, its like, what's the deal? makes me think of the intro to fresh prince, if one person on the planet could pull off a sideways hat, its will smith, prior to being a big-time movie star. in grade school we wore them in support of our favorite baseball team, red sox, yankees, if you were a close enough ally of mine, and good looking enough, and of the opposite sex, i'd have let you write on the inside of it, a flirtatious 'hello' or maybe some inside joke that was too inappropriate, thus needed to be hidden in the shadows beneath the visor, the hats always smelled like sweat and hair grease, hair would always fall out of my head and get caught in the base of the rim, id have to pluck them out like feathers one by one and scatter them to the wind, when it all comes down to it, its all about the curve, that perfect curve of the visor, that flawless semi-circle, even, smooth, no creases, bent precisely to the shape of my head, adding depth, dimension, and a mysticism to my look that couldn't  be accomplished otherwise, that's how i felt in the mirror at least, i don't think much of anyone else's hats, i doubt they they'd think twice looking at mine, yet, underneath, its full of secrets, numbers, names, inside jokes...
15  ObjectWriting / Object Writing Word Of The Day / Re: dream catcher on: January 11, 2019, 12:45:57 AM
thanks low!
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