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James Hart

James Hart
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December 31
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Hart will have maintained this blog for One-hundred-sixty-nine million, nine-hundred-forty-eight thousand, six-hundred seconds through 31 May 2014. ******************************** ******************************** ******************************* A carpenter's level designs a calm sea. ******************************** ******************************** In a high stakes forum such as this you'd think I'd get the spelling right. Wish I'd a quarter for every time I've misspelled guarantee. I go through a little sing-song, much like that alphabet tune: m-n-o-p-q-r-s-t- U V dubya x why zee " a U in guarantor, boo-hoo Cat Ballou too don't forget the U too Sioux." I envy good spellers. Words like Sheriff? I think of F&F cough drops. Occurring? CC rider on the railroad. Now this experience with rigor mortise, door 'tis closed, nothing more. I'll just chalk it up to Thanksgiving weather for Easter. May a sonnet be in your _____. Frills upon it, yay! ********************************

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JANUARY 31, 2013 6:45AM

January Thaw

Rate: 7 Flag

                      yo-yo like, the tempurature varied by 95 degrees

                    snow, icy  freezing rain then salty slush froze, melted

                    and then  froze again on the streets, the rock salt blue

 

Earlier through the warm shock a sky-colored squirrel scurried

upside down along wet, taut wire.

His bold leap

then allowed

chattered

scolding toward

a snow island

surrounded by

frozen green

and the dank

matted leaves

he defied.

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"Sky-colored squirrel." Nice. R
squirrels ~ masters of the reconstituted.
A spry harbinger of spring perhaps.
Vivid, this. Captures perfectly the squirreliness of the weather we've been having of late.
i like it. and i like squirrels. not so much reconstituted ice.
I get "the rock salt blue" ...still trying to decide the color of the squirrel... wonderful rhythm.