Flash 55 - emit yna gnippots on

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I know what the sign said but I couldn’t help myself;
with plaintive notes surfing on the drafts of air
surging through the city canyons,
I stood back,
wondering at our similarities of appearance and
stance, the both of us forever together:
I think he’ll remember me as
well as the notes of his
symphony.

 

Are you playing in the CONTEST - drink the wild wind ?

 

Here's a clue to help you:

 

The whole moves forward while the parts move backwards.

 

Play with the G-Man and make him smile.

 

Flash 55 - The Beginning and the End

~ image by Susan Brown Carelton ~

a new year is about to start
the old one going out like a fart
i say things will get better
contradicting the Mayans’ stone carved letter
there’s still plenty of time
to live life all prime
do what’s closest to your heart
be it science or art
before the world comes to an end

Write a story in exactly 55 words.

The G-Man "Mr. Know-It-All" is our intrepid host.

Visit him and give him a tickle.

Merry Meet and Blessed Be

Tableaux on Tuesdays - Philadelphia

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Philadelphia, PA from Camden, NJ

tableau – noun, plural tableaux: 

a picturesque grouping of persons or objects; 

a striking scene.

Miscellany Monday 20100614

I signed up for Twitterfeed. It tweets my blog posts for me automatically.

Some of you asked about the color of this piece called "Icarus Unbound." It is in black and white. I considered using color and even trying to somehow back light it through glass (as if the sun were shining behind it) then I decided I liked the irony of the contrast and simplicity of black and white in comparison to the blaze of inspiration. 


While trying to figure out how to tweet for Quilly’s contest to win a copy of the Chosen Ones, I found a site that will Shorten Your Links. It takes the 40 or so characters from a blog post address and shrinks them to less than ten characters.


I receive a copy of The Writer's Almanac with Garrison Keillor each day in my email. It features a poem a day and bits of history. 


I went to the Wizard World Comic Con 2010 in Philadelphia on Saturday with my daughter, my son-in-law, his brother and his girl friend , their brother-in-law and my grandson (did you get all of that?) I took many photos. I’ll be posting some over the next couple of weeks. I always wanted to see a Comic Convention and I am glad I did but I don’t need to go again. The autograph and photograph racket for the “stars” is amazing.

Nicholas multi-tasking at the Comic Con – trying to grab mommy’s earrings while learning how to stick his tongue out at daddy.

I saw the BP coffee spill YouTube video at Short Attention Span Theatre. Very funny.


Still doing three handwritten journal pages each morning. Up to page 50 in the Happenstance edit. And writing 500 words (before doing any blogging) each day.
 

      

Delayed Gratification

"Independence Hall" Philadelphia, PA 07-07-07
Copyright 2007 Vanessa V. Kilmer

We postponed leaving for the campground until tomorrow.
Let the celebrations begin.

Happy Independence Day!

No Stopping Any Time

"No Stopping Any Time"
Philadelphia, PA 07-07-07
Copyright 2007 Vanessa V. Kilmer

I took this from a tour bus with full zoom.
Life imitating a display window.

Drunken Sailor

"Tugboat"
Delaware River, Philadelphia, PA 07-07-07

Copyright 2007 Vanessa V. Kilmer

I wrote the following rhyme in response to a rhyme written by David McMahon. He has a little feature he calls "Verse and Worse" where it has become commonplace to comment in rhyme. He also has lots of hints and suggestions on photography, writing and looking at the world in new ways.

SAILOR
I went and took
a nice long look
and what did I see
when I glanced at the sea?
In a sinking boat,
barely afloat,
a scurvy sailor
who was more of a bailer.

E is for Eyewitness

The Constitution Center, Philadelphia, PA

Daily Timed Writing - The Racetrack

I was a neophyte to the whole horse racing world. People of every shape and description filled the casino on Saturday afternoon. Old men with wrinkled dark faces and fat stogies lodge between their teeth rubbed elbows with husband and wife teams dressed in their Sunday best and young parents with children in tow. The variety of humans made an indelible impression upon me as I walked around the smoke filled building absorbing sounds and colors and smells.The caterwauling of a child unhappy with her location mixed with the hoarse cheers and curses of habitual betters. Beautiful horse flesh contrasted with the pale and thin bodies of people wasting themselves and their money.

I bet $5 on the number three horse in the fifth race at Philadelphia Park and I won. The horse's name: Magic Mischief. (Doesn't that sound cool?)

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