poetry, Toronto

Scrape Me Some Sky

Tomorrow is National Skyscraper day. I just thought that I would give you a heads up (no pun intended) about this.  I am not a great fan of Skyscrapers; however, in Toronto, and other large cities they are unavoidable. In fact, my area of mid-town Toronto has been declared a skyscraper rejuvenation zone. That is, […]

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Charisma

I was feeling a bit down yesterday – grey sky, had to work on Saturday, house needs cleaning – you know, very little to brighten up the day, until highexistence.com posted to my FB wall this list – 8 ways to be UBER Charismatic – just what I needed, some guidance in getting out of

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Inner Art

I passed this car the other day and decided I just had to take a picture. I think that it belongs to a company the does art therapy sessions at the local hospital. Their name is a little redundant, though, because in a sense, isn’t all art “inner.” That is, ideas and the way we

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Yoplait and the cure?

The other day I posted about a couple who had created a day to celebrate on August 18 – Bad Poetry Day. They claim, that because they own the “branding” of this day that if anyone wants to use it, they have to notify them or pay them. I find it very frustrating when companies

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A Day of Bad Poetry

I decided to phrase the title of the post this way, rather than referring to the actual name of the day that was August 18 – Bad Poetry Day. You see someone actually created the day and copyrighted their idea, so that, if you want to make reference to this day, you have to contact

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Aga Angst!!

I have always wanted an AGA range!!  This is ridiculous; I know. But ever since I saw a picture of one in an old Gourmet magazine, I have coveted an AGA. There is something about the aesthetics of their design that goes beyond the functional. Then, there are the 2, 3, even 4 ovens. Really

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Stick Shift

Someone posted to my FB wall a picture of a car with a gear shift, on the steering wheel. Times, like gears, have changed. I learned to drive on the proverbial “stick shift.” Actually I am told that many people, who have trouble learning to drive with automatics, do better on a stick shift. The

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The Sheeny Man

Every once in a while an image or a sound creeps into my thoughts from a place far away. The other day, I heard a faint cry. I was outside; I couldn’t see anyone and the sound was not repeated. Slowly, though, a scene unfolded in my mind, where the sound echoed again. It was

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Ogden Nash

Some books I just couldn’t throw out in my various purges. One of these was my “Pocket Book of Ogden Nash.” I know that most, if not all, of his poems are on-line, but so many of these sites are just lists of titles. You then have to click on the title to open a

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Poetic Condiments

Yesterday I posted several of Dorothy Parker’s more memorable quotes. I would often read her work along with the books and poems of Richard Armour. Although Armour wrote many humorous books, including “Twisted Tales of Shakespeare,” I will always remember him for two very wonderful poems – Shake and shake the catsup bottle first none’ll come and

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