here
there is a tasty thread of pasta
wound into a rich and varied sauce
of many colors textures flavors
each and all deserving our attention
pause and savor
as we follow that infinite thread
of nourishment
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Inspired by Le Hornet's Wet Wednesday
lean in they say and never stop
the path well worn and so inclined
to take us to the stars
in time
so they'd have us believe
exhausted at the end of day
with crest attained and goal in sight
we take deserved our rest
at night
proud of what we've achieved
daybreak reveals a different view
the path once more worn and upswept
a change profound wrought while
we slept
a massive excavator's deed
curious we trudge uphill
eternal climb resumed today
while vorticose thoughts spin
away
dirt 'neath our fingernails reveals
our dreams
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monument's predicament
turns obelisk to Obi less
lending linkage chilly shrinkage
shaken and not stirred
olive the way the dry and dirty goes
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a pile of books, the iceberg's tip
Billy Collins has my immediate attention
but I will flit betwixt the lot
until the browser's speed bleeds away
and slowing, I go hull down
take a breath
and dive
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