Friday, January 31, 2014

Weekly Worded

     The Maker’s Mark

The bottom is the usual place
to find the mark that says
who made you,
not obscured by the patina
I see each morning in the mirror, 
proof I’ve been handled by peasants,
the oils on their fingers
leaving whorls like the eddies
of country streams.
Like the moon
that waxes and wanes,
I barely shine long enough
to see my own worth.
Whoever knows who made me
must not care anymore,
but here I am all the same,
a vessel like a piece of pottery
thrown on a wheel
as wide as the universe
where the hands are not mine
but I feel them.

Friday, January 24, 2014

Weekly Worded

      The Loaner

“Is there anything perishable, flammable, or hazardous inside?”
“No, it’s just a book.”
“Would you like to purchase tracking with this package?”
“Will I have to wear a bracelet on my ankle?”
“No, but you’ll be able to follow the delivery.”
“Isn’t that like stalking?”
“Tracking is legal, it shows you when your shipment arrives.”
“Will I be able to see her expression when it shows up?”
“No, there’s no camera.”
“Just to hear her gasp as she unwraps the package will be enough.”
“Sorry, tracking doesn’t include a microphone.”
“How will I know when it gets there?”
“You’ll have to log into our website.”
“But I don’t own a computer.” 
“You can access our services with your cell phone.”
“But I ran out of minutes.”
“Why not check at the public library?”
“I can’t.” 
“No library card?”
“Of course I have a library card!”
“Then what’s the problem?”
“That’s where the book came from.”

Friday, January 17, 2014

Weekly Worded

      5 Ways to Write Better Poems

1.  Scratch out every beginning.

2.  Use your fingers to keep track of

4.  Go back if you have to.

3.  Don’t keep writing after the poem closes.


Friday, January 10, 2014

Weekly Worded

     Quote, Unquote

   “I’m calling for an auto insurance quote.”
   “I’d be happy to help you with that.  How did you hear about our company?”
   “My neighbor must have thrown your advertisement out and I found it in my yard.”
   “Well then, directed by providence.”
   “No, just a stiff wind out of the north.”
   “May I ask for your current insurance provider?”
   “I’m uninsured.” 
   “So your coverage just ended?”
   “About five years ago.”
   “You’ve been driving for five years without insurance!”
   “No, I’ve been driving under the umbrella of human kindness.”
   “I’ve never heard of that underwriter.”
   “You know, the one that offers insured drivers an additional premium for protection from uninsured motorists.”
   “That coverage doesn’t make your driving legal.”
   “Maybe not, but I used to feel safer knowing they’re reimbursed for the likes of me.”
   “What happened to change your mind?”
   “I got rear-ended by an uninsured motorist.”
   “You were in an accident?”
   “One in six motorists is uninsured, it was bound to happen.”
   “Insurance companies don’t like to insure high risk drivers like you.”
   “Tell me about it, that’s why I’m calling.”
   “What makes you think we’d be willing to offer you a policy?”
   “Your monthly premium would be outrageous.”
   “That’s not a problem.”
   “And we would reserve the right to cancel your policy at any time.”
   “That’s not a problem either, my checking account offers the same assurance.”

Friday, January 3, 2014

Weekly Worded

     Waxing and Waning

As the new moon rose
for the first time in 19 years
on the first morning

of the New Year,
positioned invisibly between
the earth and the sun,

so thin it practically
didn’t exist, the old
belief resurfaced

like tarnished silver,
the notion of resolving
to be bigger than we are.

    *  Thanks to