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P Tyrer
Jan 10, 2023
In Poetic License
Have you ever just been tooling along thinking you had everything running smoothly and then all of sudden it occurs to you that a lot of "stuff" has just been floating along without direction. Here I am. It's January, nearly time to return to teaching, and writing, and I'm undecided about how to get my next collection of poetry put out. I'm around...I'm just thinking...Drop me a note if you have any suggestions for getting into gear!
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P Tyrer
Oct 12, 2022
In Poetic License
I'm in the process of working through writing some mad song poems. This is a fairly old verse style composed of three octaves, each with a different rhyme scheme: ababccd, ababcded, ababccdd. Sounds difficult, yes? Nevertheless, I am intent on spreading my poetic wings (a bit of license here) and improving my "chops."
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P Tyrer
Oct 09, 2022
In Taking it To the Street
So I'm watching Ancient Aliens, which is weird enough, when I see an advertisement for another program which interviews people who have been abducted. One woman says an alien crawled into bed and snuggled up with her. What is up with that? I would like to believe in aliens and ghosts and such, but just can't quite get there. Have you ever seen something in the night sky that made you wonder if aliens were visiting the Earth? I've seen a lot in the night sky but have always been able to identify it as falling stars or airplanes or even meteor showers. Got any insight on this?
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P Tyrer
Sep 29, 2022
In Taking it To the Street
There's just something about coming home from a long road trip and seeing the sign that you've crossed into your home state. It's frankly heart warming. Although I was born in Iowa and grew up in Sioux City and Ankeny, I've lived in Texas for nearly 30 years and it's home for me.
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P Tyrer
Sep 29, 2022
In Poetic License
I loved a young fellow named Ed Who I took every night to my bed Together we ate Califlower and bread ‘Til the smell was so bad my Ed fled.
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P Tyrer
Sep 28, 2022
In Poetic License
Generally I ask workshop participants to tell me their favorite word. I find this an interesting challenge because many people just can't choose one word, but if you had to choose just one, what would it be? Mine is melancholy which I think should be defined as: melancholy (n.) a combination fruit and vegetable that is both sweet and nutritious. Last night we had melancholy for dessert, and it was lovely.
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