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Routine – Spoken Word Poem

Routine – Spoken Word Poem

Everybody has a differing level of appreciation for the routine. On the more pessimistic side you have the monotony of the mundane, of the perennial. On the optimistic side you have the safety and reliability of a path well-worn, understood. Perhaps a good balance is to make daily forays off the well-trodden path, little excursions that keep safety in sight while walking on cool grass that creaks when pressed down for the first time. Then again, I have met a…

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Six Feet Tall – Spoken Word Poem

Six Feet Tall – Spoken Word Poem

When I was in middle school and high school I set the bar for success in terms of growth right at six feet. That was the magic number. That was the vantage point that would change everything. Suddenly dunking would become plausible and not every damn girl would be taller than me. Clearly self-confidence issues abounded during the time. I eventually got over it, both the self-confidence issues and the six-foot mark. However, I have always had the superstition that wanting…

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Sometimes I Wish I Would Dance – Spoken Word Poem

Sometimes I Wish I Would Dance – Spoken Word Poem

I am severely late in posting this thanks to the one two punch of a power outage followed by an interminable period of extremely slow internet. Normally I aim for around two to four in the afternoon, but such is life. When it comes to accomplishing tasks, my aim is generally better than my aim with a gun. Unfortunately sometimes the wind throws dirt in your eye and your aim goes far wide. But dancing is what this post is…

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The Boy Named Hero – Spoken Word Poem

The Boy Named Hero – Spoken Word Poem

I’m not exactly sure why a fear of the dark is so widespread. I know I used to fear the dark, this story/poem is as much truth as it is fiction. Though now I have somehow reversed that trend. Who doesn’t enjoy going caving and shutting off the lights, taking in the absolute stillness, the steady drip of water building sediment layer by layer, vision blacker than the back of eyelids? There is something peaceful there. People smarter than me have postulated…

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Mirrors – Spoken Word Poem

Mirrors – Spoken Word Poem

This poem came about from the indelible human habit of looking in the mirror and evaluating what is seen. Who knows, it could be a habit so ubiquitous that every alien race that has or will exist nervously looks at their reflection and gives themselves a grade. There could be an alien at this very moment looking in a mirror or galactic equivalent wondering why his tentacles have to be so droopy. A part of me hopes that is true, misery…

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What I’m All About – Spoken Word Poem

What I’m All About – Spoken Word Poem

This is the much-anticipated (though admittedly only by me) first post of my website. I want to give you, the fantastic reader, an idea of what this blog will be like. The poem below is one I wrote for that explicit purpose: to highlight my oddness in the most flattering way possible. Though I am not sure how effective the attempt was. And since I wrote this poem to be spoken, hopefully in a very manly baritone, I embedded the YouTube…

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