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Wednesday, March 31, 2010

A NIGHT IN MANHATTAN

For ChooseDayChoice/Pick ‘n’ Play, at The American Sandwich

ON THE WAY HOME


This week, Andy gave us:


Boxing clever, he thwarts the Times Square mugger and heads home to The Bronx.

to work on.


I chose to write an American Sandwich, as follows:


Man in Manhattan mayhem at the junction of Broadway and Seventh.
Boxing clever, he thwarts the Times Square mugger and heads home to The Bronx.
He still has to survive the streets of East Village, Chelsea, and Brooklyn.

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

KOMTAR

For ABC Wednesday - K -

KOMTAR TOWER, PENANG, MALAYSIA


Penang skyscraper
KOMpleks Tun Abdul Razak
Menara Komtar

Monday, March 29, 2010

FOOD FOR THOUGHT

For NaiSaiKu Challenge?
And The American Sandwich


HAIKU

There is a silence
Loud as the sum of all noise
My guilty conscience


NaiSaiKu

There is a silence
Loud as the sum of all noise
MY GUILTY CONSCIENCE
Loud as the sum of all noise
There is a silence!


AMERICAN SANDWICH AND SENTENCE

I tuned into the sports channel to check the kick-off time for City.
To my dismay, they had no game on Saturday, so I checked Sunday.
No game on Sunday either, which meant yet another Monday night game.

That means sitting up till almost dawn to watch them play against Wigan.


PARDON MY FRENCH NANO AMERICO^

Jamais un moment terne.
Lumière grisâtre d'hiver devient un rougeoiment au mois d’avril.
Paris au printemps.

OR

Never a dull moment.
Greyish light of winter becomes golden glow in the month of April.
Paris in the spring.


WALLS AND WIRES

Quite by accident, I have discovered the answer to this question.
Which came first, the Chicken or the Egg?
They were neck and neck all the way, but the Egg just didn’t have the legs!

Having said that…

In Breaking News; Egg scrambles to victory as Chicken bottles out.
And in the Kentucky Fried Derby, Chicken beats Egg by a whisker.
We all know that eggs come first; for breakfast, and chicken is for dinner.


‘FOUND’ AMERICAN SENTENCE

“I know it’s only Rock and Roll, but I like it, like it, yes I do.”
From the song IT’S ONLY ROCK AND ROLL by THE ROLLING STONES
From the Album IT’S ONLY ROCK AND ROLL


ChooseDayChoice Nano Americo^

My suggestion last week was to create a three-course dinner menu.
Your food menu can be anything, from School Canteen, to Haute Cuisine.
Separate sentences to include the words ‘Starter’, ‘Main course’, ‘Dessert’.

Choose American Sandwich, Nano Americo^, or Walls+Wires.

I decided to choose a Nano Americo^ style food menu.

Starter: Soup of the day.
Main Course: Fillet of Haddock, French Fried Potatoes, and fresh Garden Peas.
Dessert: Black Forest Gateau.

ABOVE THE LAW

For Monday Poetry Train Revisited


SYLLABLE SESTINA

When will we understand
and end her villainy?
Three tanned gunmen thrilled her.
Her evil band then stun,
plunder twenty grand, kill
Jill Dunne and her G-Men.

Sunday, March 28, 2010

LAST ORDERS

For Haiku Bones – Two o’clock


LICENSING LAW ENFORCED

Go home now, sleeping
Time to close bar, two o’clock
No drinking whiskey


An actual instruction to me from a policeman
in a Bangkok bar circa 2002.

LOVE OF MY LIFE

For Carry On Tuesday
‘We are each the love of someone’s life’



FAMILY

We are each the love of someone’s life
You are the love of mine
Love You

... ... Yeah!... Yeah!... Yeah!

ALCHEMY

For Sunday Scribblings


BASIC ALCHEMY

Bespoke transmutation;
Aurum aspiration.
Science Fiction, or Fact?
Intuitive, exact?
Chemistry to dote on,

Adrift by three Protons.
Lost, Black Arts, by design -
Changing water into wine,
Harvesting Gold from Lead -
Exist inside my head.
Midas-touch thoughts take hold
Yearning elusive Gold

Saturday, March 27, 2010

AVATAR

For One Single Impression


VISHNU

Avatar’s duty
Universal maintenance
Ten incarnations

Thursday, March 25, 2010

UNDER A TENNER

For Friday Flash 55


HAND ROLLED

“In Asia, cigarettes cost less than a quid a packet
even leading brands…
and the Asian brands are cheaper still!
If you prefer
-many do-
you can buy locally-grown tobacco,
and roll your own,
for about a quid a kilo!
Scary isn’t it…?
To think you could die of Cancer
for under a tenner!”

DEVOTION

For Haiku Bones Devotion
And NaiSaiKu Challenge?
And The American Sandwich



HAIKU BONES DEVOTION

I was in a state
North of Philadelphia
West of Devotion


NaiSaiKu

I was in a state
North of Philadelphia
West of Devotion
THE IMMATURE CALL IT LOVE
Far from Devotion
Beyond Philadelphia
I’ve been in that state


AMERICAN INFATUATION

I was in a state, brought about by uncontrollable emotion.
Metaphorically speaking, it lies north of Philadelphia.
The immature call it Love, but it’s somewhere well west of Devotion.


NANO AMERICO^

I was in a state.
Metaphorically speaking, it lies north of Philadelphia.
The immature call it Love.


WALLS + WIRES

I was in a state, brought about by uncontrollable emotion.
North of Philadelphia.
The immature call it Love, but it’s somewhere well west of Devotion.


AMERICAN SENTENCE

There is a state of mind, beyond brotherly love, far from devotion.

BRAZEN, HUNGER, NUZZLE

For Three Word Wednesday


A QUESTION

Is Brazen Hunger
An ostentatious display
Of Nuzzle Culture?

Monday, March 22, 2010

TuesDayChoice NANO AMERICO^

For The American Sandwich game



JUST A NUMBER


The American Sentence is

According to the latest statistics, I am merely a number.


My Nano Americo^ could be:

Dropped T's and G's really annoy me.
According to the latest statistics, I am merely a number.
Is STEVEN TONGE so difficult...?

Or:

What a stupid mistake to make!
According to the latest statistics, I am merely a number.
666x999 is my email alias!

JANGWAT



Jangwat is the Thai word for ‘Province’

I’ve travelled extensively in Thailand.
Below are some of the scenes from my travels.


Low Cloud Over Doi Suthep, Jangwat Chiangmai


Samlor Test Ride, Sri Racha, Jangwat Chonburi

Photograph © Kanpirom Srisongnang


Hydro Electric Plaque, Jangwat Kohn Kaen


Limestone Outcrops, Jangwat Loei


Ubol Rat Reservoir, Jangwat Nongbualamphu


Mekong River/Thai-Laos Friendship Bridge, Jangwat Nongkhai


Cha Am Beach, Jangwat Petchaburi



Huay Khwang Sunset Skyline, Jangwat Krungthep

Sunday, March 21, 2010

SINGING

For Carry On Tuesday
"A song is but a little thing,
And yet, what joy it is to sing!"


TONE DEAF

A song is but a little thing,
And yet, what joy it is to sing!
At least for those who have a voice
But what of those who have no choice?

We nod our heads, whistle along
Tap to the rhythm of the song
But singing is not in my power
I don’t even sing in the shower!

DEMANDS

For Sunday Scribblings - Demands


I WANT

I made myself what I am
You cannot help but adore
Terms and conditions are mine
I want all you have, and more

I demand your loyalty
Your affection, your respect
In return for your kindness
…Nothing …What did you expect?

Give me your love; I’ll cheat you
Give me your money; it’s spent
Give me all your possessions
To squander is my intent

I only want it to say
‘Been there, done that, seen it all’
Then I just want the next thing
You live to answer my call

Only one thing left I want
I want it so much, I’d die
Without this thing I desire
…The answer to ‘Who am I?’

Once I have self-awareness
I’ll have everything, for sure
But when I own this knowledge
I won’t want it anymore

Saturday, March 20, 2010

AURA

For One Single Impression – Aura


EPISODE

Shrill wintry zephyr
Vivid, piercing brilliance
Herald convulsion

ILLOGICAL

For Haiku Bones
And NaiSaiKu Challenge?
And The American Sandwich
And Monday Poetry Train Revisited


HAIKU BONES - ILLOGICAL

Unscientific
Irrational, specious, flawed
Unempirical


NaiSaiKu

NaiSaiKu Challenge?
To Mission Impossible
PROBLEMATICAL?
Impossible Mission to
Challenge NaiSaiKu?


AMERICAN SANDWICH

A host of celebrities attended the awards ceremony.
The biggest disappointment was the absence of local nominees.
They attended their own, private function in a nearby public house.


NANO AMERICO^

“Is there anything coming up?”
“Well love, there’s still some left-over Spaghetti Bolognese from last night.”
“Anything, anything; just a portion.”


WALLS+WIRES

As long as nobody breaches security, our secret is safe.
Trespassers will be prosecuted.
Once the cat is out of the bag, everyone will have cause to panic.


ChooseDayChoice

Last week I suggested the following American Sentence:

Competition closes on the twenty seventh of January.

And came up with the following American Sandwich:

Which of the following do you think came first; the chicken, or the egg?
Send your answer, by e-mail, to the address at the top of your screen.
Competition closes on the twenty seventh of January.


AMERICAN SENTENCE

Conservative party goers have voted in favour of restraint.


‘FOUND’ AMERICAN SENTENCES

“The distant echo, of faraway voices boarding faraway trains”
From the song DOWN IN THE TUBE STATION AT MIDNIGHT by THE JAM
From the Album ALL MOD CONS

“Please allow me to introduce myself, I’m a man of wealth and taste.”
AND
“Use all you well-learned politesse, or I’ll lay your soul to waste, uhm yeah.”
From the song SYMPATHY FOR THE DEVIL by THE ROLLING STONES
From the Album BEGGARS BANQUET

“Why not phone up Robin Hood and ask him for some wealth distribution.”
From the song WHITE MAN IN HAMMERSMITH PALAIS by THE CLASH

“I thought things were going well, but it hasn’t turned out so swell, has it?”
From the song OH SHIT! By THE BUZZCOCKS


FUTURE PROOF

My suggestion this week is to create a three-course dinner menu.
Your food menu can be anything, from School Canteen, to Haute Cuisine.
Separate sentences to include the words ‘Starter’, ‘Main course’, ‘Dessert’.

Choose American Sandwich, Nano Americo^, or Walls+Wires.


ACROSTIC TRY-OUT – WONDER

Written, but not entered, for the competition at
http://www.writing.com/gothamcontest


CATCH AND RELEASE

Cat taunting tempters of fate
Understand the nine lives thing
Risk-taking loses its weight
Intimidation, its sting
Obsessive-compulsive acts
Speculative feline dares
Invalidate apposite facts
Tom Cats grin on, unawares
Yo-yo’s ninth spin… going down…!

Thursday, March 18, 2010

MORE FOURTH MILLENNIUM

For Friday Flash 55



SECTOR 900


“Any other business?
None?
As it should be.
I look forward to your continued success and progress at next year’s Assembly.”

President ‘Jupiter’ raised, and struck, the gavel, declaring the session closed.
The Associates and Directors stood and walked silently, towards the exit behind them, leaving President Jupiter to contemplate the terms of her Programme.

Extract from my novel THE FOURTH MILLENNIUM
Copyright © Stanislaw Skibinski

PULSE, SHARD, WEARY

For Three Word Wednesday


X-Y-Z

Weary Xenophobe
Yearns Pulse beat of native ways
Shard recalled with Zest

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

THE REAL 250

For The American Sandwich


GRAND SLAM NANO AMERICO^

Murray changed his racquet slowly.
The only pair of bullets he had were the aces shoved up his sleeve.
Never hurry a Murray.

Monday, March 15, 2010

HORN HOUND HOURS

For Simply Snickers


LIMERICK

The problem you have with your HOUND
Is his terrible barking sound
Loud as a fog HORN
From dusk until dawn
Daylight HOURS; sound as a pound

Sunday, March 14, 2010

THE BOOK THAT CHANGED EVERYTHING



HOTEL 27
โรงแรม ๒๗

It began as a pile of hand-written email drafts;
scraps of paper I’d take to the internet Café to save time,
back in the days when Internet use was charged by the minute.

We’re talking 1999-2002, when I first came to Thailand.
I’d take these scraps back home with me,
where the pile soon became several hundred pages deep.

People would ask,
“Are you writing a book?”
It put the idea into my head.

By the end of 2002 I’d finished a semi-autobiographical
work of fiction, based on people, places and experiences
from my time in Thailand.

The title HOTEL 27
is taken from the place where I first stayed in Bangkok.
It was my first serious attempt at writing,
and I’ve been writing ever since.



Self-published


To date, I’ve written two further novels
A FETISH FOR FRUSTRATION,
and THE FOURTH MILLENNIUM,
plus hundreds of short pieces of prose as well as verse,
all of which remain unpublished.

Below is an extract from The Book That Changed Everything

55. Assessment
Changnoi has always been and remains a blessing to us. His patience and understanding, a legacy from his great-grandmother, who he never knew, but I’m sure, who knows him intimately, combine with his appreciation of the simple things in life. His thoughtfulness towards others is the final ingredient that, when mixed together, forms a complete and balanced person. His happiness is infectious and his influence descends on his peers, like dust settling in a darkened room; quietly, inconspicuously.
As a baby, he’d displayed a fierce determination to establish his independence, learning at an incredible rate, rarely, if ever, presenting us with the sleepless nights suffered by so many other parents. His ability to make us laugh and then laugh again, affirmed his happiness, adding a new dimension to our lives and offering us a clearer perspective. Sweet innocence, it may have been, but it’s a rare gift all the same and I wouldn’t have wanted it any other way. To look at him now, he appears like any other six-year-old child; endlessly energetic, always in a gang of other kids, always something to say. Scrapes and bruises on his legs, stains on his clothes, a smile on his face and a mischievous twinkle in his eye. His hair is neither long nor short, dark nor fair, straight nor curly, tidy nor untidy, though it never looks the same twice. It seems to dance and play freely over his head, in a kind of ordered confusion. I call it ‘free range’, like the child himself; independent, but never straying outside accepted boundaries. His lightning wit and ability to grasp concepts, far beyond the reach of most kids his age, amazes me and all who know him.
Deciding to leave my past behind me and start all over again in a strange land, where nobody understood me and I didn’t know a soul, wasn’t quite the daunting prospect for me that it may have been for many others. For this, I only have Mok to thank as she saw to it that I never encountered any problems in doing so. From virtually the moment I’d arrived in Bangkok, she’d been a part of my life and she’d made it her aim to act as a kind of guardian angel for me. If ever I needed to know or do anything, she would always be willing and more than able to help. In a city that could quite literally transform a saint into a devil, she’d ensured I’d steered a steady course. She’d been my compass when I needed direction, my anchor when I started to drift, my guiding star to lead me through the darkness.

56. A Brief Conversation With Myself
In my youth, I was always fascinated by science fiction. I was an avid reader of futuristic comic books; television programmes such as Star Trek and Dr. Who, were compulsory viewing.
The stories I read told of telepathic communications systems, high speed, trackless rail systems for commuters and instantaneous transporters for intercontinental, or even interplanetary travel. Methods introduced to us by extra terrestrial beings of superior intelligence, included miracle cures, tissue and nerve regeneration and drugs that could soothe all ailments. Sophisticated computers that could think and speak like human beings would cater to our every whim and robots or androids would replace the workforce. Wars and poverty would become things of the past and consigned only to the history books.
All of these advances would be in place by the year 2000. The year 2000, Y2K, the 21st century, a landmark date in sci-fi novels and movies.
These fantastic stories, ideas and concepts not only fired my imagination, but also gave me cause to anticipate a fabulously exciting and prosperous future.
In fact, the year 2000 came and went, a disappointing anti-climax for anyone who cared or even noticed. Although giant leaps had indeed been made in the field of technology and those fortunate enough to reap the benefits were taking full advantage, the wonderfully prophetic stories from a quarter of a century previously, fermented in the wake of Neil Armstrong’s historic first steps on the moon, sadly fell well short of the mark.
But I’m a little older and a great deal wiser now. I have a much more complete understanding of the differences between fantasy and reality and even living as I do, in the twenty sixth century, I’m just about as far removed from the modern world as I possibly could be. Despite the fact that it has been nearly five years since my last visit home, affording me only the very briefest of encounters with twenty first century England, I know that very little has changed.
I don’t need to return to know that organic food has not been replaced by high-tech pills, that state of the art Biometric security systems have not completely replaced conventional identification methods. I also know that crews of intrepid explorers have neither discovered nor colonised civilisations on distant planets, light years from Earth. But when I stare into the star filled night sky, as deep and dark and fathomless as any ocean that may exist on any planet, in any far-flung galaxy contained within it’s vastness. When the crickets are beating out their incessant tattoo and an almost imperceptible rustling amid the trees and undergrowth offers the only clue to the existence of the wildlife that lurks beneath night time’s dark veil, sometimes, just sometimes,…..I wonder.

HOTEL 27 Copyright © Stanislaw Skibinski

TALENT

For Carry On Tuesday
'Everyone is born with some special talent.'


TALENT

Everyone is born
Blessed with some special talent
Everyone but me...

AN 'I' FOR AN 'I'

For ABC Wednesday – I -
And NaiSaiKu Challenge?
And The American Sandwich


HAIKU

Incalculable
Infinitesimally
Immeasurable


NaiSaiKu

Inconsequential
Inevitabilities
INSIGNIFICANT
Inevitabilities
Inconsequential


AMERICAN SANDWICH

Impecuniosity Is Inadequately Intercepted.
Insincere Intervention Illustrates Irresponsibility.
Impoverished, Impaired; Inappropriately Intimidated.


NANO AMERICO^

Impromptu Idiom
Inadvertently Improvisationalized Interpretation.
Involuntary Irony.


WALLS+WIRES

Identical, Incomprehensible Idealist Indulgences.
Indivisible Idiosyncrasies.
Impossibly Intricate, Intense, Insidious; Internecine.


AMERICAN SENTENCE

Improved Information Is Incorporated Intentionally.

THIS IS NOT POETRY!

For NaiSaiKu Challenge?
And The American Sandwich


AMERICAN SANDWICH

I was born and raised in pre-millennium, sleepy South Manchester.
It was a time before DVD, The Internet and Mobile Phones.
Our family home stood in a row of Victorian town-houses.


AMERICAN SENTENCE

An old school friend once described our house as ‘semi-detached on both sides’.


NANO AMERICO^

I ain’t gonna hit you.
I ain’t that John Wayne cowboy guy, I’m Marion Robert Morrison.
The hell I am!


WALLS+WIRES

Standing within inches of the Border Guard, a man was heard to cry.
“I’ve lost my passport!”
The guard reached out a hand and said, “Give me fifty, I’ll ‘find’ it for you.”


ChooseDayChoice

Last week I suggested the following American Sentence:

Students, please turn to page SEVENTEEN in your AMERICAN TEXTBOOKS.

And came up with the following American Sandwich:

Students, please turn to page SEVENTEEN in your AMERICAN TEXTBOOKS.
It begins with a good example of an AMERICAN SENTENCE.
Further down, you will find what is known as an AMERICAN SANDWICH.


‘FOUND' AMERICAN SENTENCES

Reproduction, transfer, distribution or storage prohibited.
Standard Copyright Notice.

“I got no reason; it’s all too much, you’ll always find us out to lunch.”
From the song PRETTY VACANT by THE SEX PISTOLS
From the album NEVER MIND THE BOLLOCKS HERE’S THE SEX PISTOLS


FUTURE PROOF AMERICAN SENTENCE

Competition closes on the twenty seventh of January.


SYLLABLE SESTINA

This is not poetry!
We deserve fizz! No hot-
shot free proses, Mister!
Sir got his thesis, no?”…?
Lower piss-pot pleases”…?
‘Tis no-meter rot, this!

Dedicated to Andy Sewina, who received a letter
containing the words of the opening line
in reply to a poetry competition entry
.

Saturday, March 13, 2010

THAT'S ENTERTAINMENT

For Friday Flash 55


THE SHOW HOST

The show host was a toothless midget, with a few strands of hair clinging desperately to his polished head. His body was wrapped in a designer suit; two sizes too big for him, and it took both hands to hold the microphone.

Sorry, that's 55 syllables - here's a few more words to make up the deficit.

He introduced his next Special Guest; a basketball player... as his twin brother.

MURMUR

For One Single Impression


MURMUR

Murmur breaks silence
Word is spread, volume builds up
To a crescendo

TWO HUNDRED AND FIFTY?

For Monday Poetry Train Revisited


250?

According to my dashboard
Post two hundred and fifty
Is the piece I post today

According to my archives
Just two hundred and forty
Before I added this post

I was never good at maths
But something doesn’t add up

PREGNANT

For Haiku Bones - Pregnant



PREGNANT

According to my
Gestation calculator
I’m not the father

Thursday, March 11, 2010

MODIFY, OBEDIENT, VEIL

For Three Word Wednesday


If behind the Veil
No Obedient partner
Modify the Vows

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

GUNSLINGERS NANO

For The American Sandwich



LAST CHANCE SALOON

"I'm gagging for a pint," he managed.
He staggered into the bar after one shot too many and dropped dead.
That's Colt 45 for you!

HOME

HOME




HOME TEAM

TEAM PHOTOGRAPH COPYRIGHT © WIRAPOT KODNALIN



HOME FROM SCHOOL




HOMEWORK

Sunday, March 7, 2010

IT'S PAST

For Carry On Tuesday
This week:
"Each day just goes so fast,
I turn around - it's past"


DO YOU KNOW THE WAY TO...?

PHOTOGRAPH COPYRIGHT© CHANGNOI

*

"PAST the football stadium;
IT’S about a mile from here.
AROUND the first roundabout;
TURN right onto Princess Street.
I think that’s what the road's called;
FAST-food take-outs all along,
SO many you can’t miss it.
GOES a bit fuzzy from here;
JUST slow down a bit, you’ll see.
DAY Centre’s well sign-posted.
EACH Monday, someone asks me."

Saturday, March 6, 2010

HESITATION

For One Single Impression – Hesitation
And Monday Poetry Train Revisited


ODD COUPLE-T





“In Nineteen Fifty Nine, you told me ‘June’.
You didn’t say which year, but I thought soon.”




“Such a big decision, dear, to make.
One has to get it right, for heaven’s sake!”

“Is it such a giant leap to take?
I want to wear the white dress; eat the cake.”

“OK, let’s make it Saturday, at noon.
… Or maybe… wait…? Until… the next BLUE MOON?
*
*
*
What is a Blue Moon?
Any City fan knows!
The popular understanding is the second of two full moons in one calendar month.
Fairly frequent, eh?
More accurately, perhaps, it is the third of four full moons in a period of three months.
Happens a bit less often.
If there are two full moons in January, there could be two in March, and none at all in February.
The debate goes on...

INFESTATION

For Haiku Bones Infestation
And NaiSaiKu Challenge?
And The American Sandwich


HAIKU BONES INFESTATION

Paparazzi swarm
Invasion of privacy
Rid us of this plague


AMERICAN INTRODUCTION

Just for fun, I’ll start with another dodgy SYLLABLE SESTINA.
(Only included because I don’t have anywhere else to post it).
If anyone out there knows, could you please tell me if I got it right?


SYLLABLE SESTINA

Syllable Sestina.
Nasty teen lad says ‘dull’,
Collapses silver sheen,
Regal La-Di-Da-ness.
Guess queen will sulk at that.
Can flashiness fulfil?


AMERICAN SENTENCE

It is becoming increasingly difficult to take it easy.


AMERICAN SANDWICH

Will there be a second decade of the twenty second century?
I know for certain that life as we know it will have ceased to exist.
After all, it’s clear to me we’ll all be dead a hundred years from now.


AMERICAN PLAYLIST OF ‘FOUND’ AMERICAN SENTENCES

“Some day soon, don’t know where or when, you’re gonna wake up and see the light.”
From the song TEN STOREY LOVE SONG by THE STONE ROSES
From the Album SECOND COMING

“Keep a fire burning in your eye, pay attention to the open sky”
From the song FOR A DANCER by JACKSON BROWNE
From the Album RUNNING ON EMPTY

“Now she’s in purple, now she’s a turtle, Christine, the Strawberry Girl.”
From the song CHRISTINE by SIOUXSIE AND THE BANSHEES
From the Album JOIN HANDS

“Try now, we can only lose, and our love become a funeral pyre.”
From the song LIGHT MY FIRE by THE DOORS
From the Album THE DOORS

“As long as I gaze on Waterloo sunset, I am in paradise.”
From the song WATERLOO SUNSET by THE KINKS
From the Album SOMETHING ELSE

“The outlaw stance is so pedantic, hate the world, it’s so romantic.”
From the song YOUNG SAVAGE by ULTRAVOX
From the album HA! HA! HA!

“The caged bird sings with a fearful trill, of things unknown but longed-for still.”
From the poem I KNOW WHY THE CAGED BIRD SINGS by MAYA ANGELOU
Set to music by BRANFORD MARSALIS on the Album BUCKSHOT LEFONQUE

“I wanna know, so why won’t you tell me about the mystery girls?”
From the song WHO ARE THE MYSTERY GIRLS? By THE NEW YORK DOLLS
From the Album TOO MUCH, TOO SOON

“Give me Stalin or St. Paul, give me Christ or give me Hiroshima.”
From the song THE FUTURE by LEONARD COHEN
From the Album THE FUTURE

“Find a place to call my own and try to fix up; start a brand new day.”
From the song OUT ON THE WEEKEND by NEIL YOUNG
From the Album HARVEST

“Something’s happening, and it’s happening right now; ain’t got time to wait.”
From the song SOMETHING BETTER CHANGE by THE STRANGLERS
From the Album NO MORE HEROES

“Just trying to do my jigsaw puzzle, before it rains anymore.”
From the song JIGSAW PUZZLE by THE ROLLING STONES
From the Album BEGGARS BANQUET

“The gamblers face cracks into a grin as he lays down the King of Spades.”
From the song THE CARD CHEAT by THE CLASH
From the Album LONDON CALLING

“A dreaded sunny day, so I’ll meet you at the cemetery gates”
From the song CEMETERY GATES by THE SMITHS
From the Album THE QUEEN IS DEAD

“Follow the signs, seek the clues, got the evidence, and I know your rules.”
From the song LOVE DETECTIVE by THE RADIATORS FROM SPACE
From the Album TV TUBE HEART

“I know it’s the night, but have you got to beat the daylights out of me?”
From the song YOU TEAR ME UP by THE BUZZCOCKS
From the Album ANOTHER MUSIC IN A DIFFERENT KITCHEN

“Punctuality’s a waste of time, now nostalgia is past its prime.”
From the Song CLOSED GROOVE by STIFF LITTLE FINGERS
From the Album INFLAMMABLE MATERIAL

“But you screwed up this time, now you got to start from the bottom again.”
From the song STIFF LITTLE FINGERS by THE VIBRATORS
From the Album PURE MANIA


NANO AMERICO^

Over the moon; sick as a parrot.
Not so long ago, that was all that footballers seemed able to say.
Now they’ve all got degrees.


WALLS+WIRES

For those who’ve tried, unsuccessfully, to get their written work published.
Don’t give up the Day Job.
But whatever that Day Job may be, please don’t let it stop you writing.


FUTURE PROOF

Students, please turn to page SEVENTEEN in your AMERICAN TEXTBOOKS.


And, finally…

NaiSaiKu

The thin lady asks
“Does my bum look big in this?”
IT ISN’T OVER
“Does my bum look big in this?”
The fat lady SINGS

FLUENT





INTRODUCING CHANGNOI
Changnoi is fluent in 3 languages and 2 alphabets.

CHANGNOI & SISTER, DIAMOND.

Thursday, March 4, 2010

AMAZE, FRAIL, SACRED

For Three Word Wednesday - Amaze, Frail, Sacred.



FRAIL, NEW-BORN BABY

NOVICE PRAYS AT SACRED SHRINE


HAIRCUT TO AMAZE