04 November 2011

Fragment Friday

1.       It’s that time again – the drive to work in the morning punctuated by sunrise in pinks and blues.

2.       My poems of late want to be prose poems, but I don’t want them to be. So we are tussling.

3.       How can apples have no flavor this time of year? It seems unnatural…

4.       Why does everyone want me to solve their problems? Personal and professional? I don’t get paid near enough to do that.

5.       Another 40mph wind day. Wyoming normal.


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6 comments:

One Minnesota Writer said...

Good luck with the prose-not prose tussle! Let it flow, shape it later.

Anonymous said...

Re #4.....take the sign off your chest that says "The Doctor is in"

Constance Brewer said...

Kathleen - I think I will wield the sword of shaping later on. Just getting stuff down on paper is good. :)

Constance Brewer said...

Anon - are you comparing me to Lucy Van Pelt??

Anonymous said...

Yes!
You squelched my football career early on and I HAD to become a state worker.

Constance Brewer said...

I thought I squelched your hockey AND football careers by tagging along after you...?

I, too, am tainted by state workerhood, no sympathy here.