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heh
That's the problem with the "Genius" edition... all big, over-wrought words!

writing about the inability to write... one of my favorite pasttimes! I should offer the disclaimer that this piece (of what, you may decide) was composed with the help of a "Genius Edition" magnetic poetry set. :shrug: I can but expatiate slather verbosely profligate a caterwauling missive of moro...

I too totally dug this. Much like a Guinness ad, it's

BRILLIANT!

Beltane cordially gives way to Lùgnased
and with her sun all thoughts doth leave my head

excepting those of leisurely pursuits
and naked maidens strumming on their lutes

providing for my dreams a stirring score
what else but daydreams is high Summer for?

Get to work on that!

1 and 3 are really impressive in their weight and presence. I'd love to read the bridge!

I was inspired by a song that an Irish pub band did. We saw them in The Square Pint in Kenmare. The band was Natural Gas, and the song was "A Song for Taigue" (I know I spelled that name wrong...) The singer wrote it for HIS son. My wife got pregnanat shortly thereafter, and I felt I needed to mark ...

thanks!

I started this when I first discovered my wife was pregnant, and finished it the day my son was born. He came early - and forced my hand! I've always imagined it as an Irish folk tune. May the Summer sun cheer you, and Earth’s music steer you, friends be always near you, your heart filled with song...

t'anks pops!

so, I started these thinking they'd be part of an ongoing series showing how un-evolved we really are. I seem to have stalled. The question to you, dear readers - is it worth ressurecting and continuing? :critique: I. Bar Fight (Mating Dance) it started as a mating dance young males vying for the a...