Category Archives: Narble Furt

Haiku–Adorning Ink

Posted on August 28, 2020 by

My decorationsare only for the world andeverybody. (photo: musely.com)

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Haiku: Days of Sand

Posted on April 7, 2020 by

Sand under my wheels–Ain’t no words for how it feels–Just one of those deals. (Photo: Narble Furt)

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“Mister…?”

Posted on September 19, 2019 by

A young boy, dressed in clean but threadbare jeans and a shirt that might have once been red, took in my leathers and my road-weary black Harley. He then shot me a look that was older than he was. “Mister? … Continue reading →

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Cleavage Trap

Posted on July 3, 2019 by

Her passionate eyesheld mine as she elegantlyvoiced her heart’s intent.When she looked awayI snuck a peek into her cleavageand immediately looked up,embarrassed, apologizingto the sky and allthe women in my heart.But I chanced another glance as soon as I could. … Continue reading →

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An Example of Daily Writing

Posted on January 19, 2019 by

(Here’s an example of a the beginning of a daily writing session. Initially, I made no edits. But I couldn’t stand it, so now it’strying to become a poem. I’ve changed the original, so my firsteffort has been subverted. Silly … Continue reading →

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Reading Admonition

Posted on March 16, 2018 by

Reading poems– a bronkbuster, a recovered drunk, a morning iconoclast; all tell me: write something with velocity, not half fast.   (Paul Zarzyski: Gordon Stevens; Richard Hugo: Hugo House;  William Stafford: American Academy of Poets)

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Haiku: Each of Us a Star

Posted on August 30, 2017 by

We all want to shine– surely, the light from inside, each of us a star. (plant: imgarcade.com; person: alamy.com)

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Haiku: Mist Opportunity

Posted on August 18, 2017 by

Low cloud off the sea envelopes everything, beading the dark stones. (shore: pixabay.com)

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Haiku: Fitting Flit

Posted on January 12, 2017 by

I think the word flit was invented by someone watching chickadees.

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The Other Blog

Posted on September 25, 2015 by

Dear Readers, Guess I should mention that I’ve started writing again on my Life O’Wryly blog. Not sure if it’s writing or rambling. I’m hoping some of it is entertaining. You decide. If you’re following the Narbles, give a thought … Continue reading →

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