Rain finally fell intensly abandoning the mind of man.
Already
June only, the begged for rain aftermath's humidity as though fancy, comfy language for a faster typist, one who knows where the young bluebirds live, where they think they hide, too muggy for the fair, the sea discouraged, its white worn waves perpetual, as deeply a praying head raises toward the arm's length horizontal ordinary summertime as though leveled by an aquatic fixer of the universe, the plight of cool water, the machines chained, bolted to hollow, silent decks steaming off with tomorrow's weather as news, a disappointed man would triangulate then even torch-cut steel plates, toward the blinkered edge of nippy-toe remorse, the same destination, blonde demure mermaids, tattooed butterfly rumps, where the buttock folds to the long legs of youth, there is no bad synonym for taut, nor redux wheelie delights, howabouta chocolate dipped ice cream, and mad dogs foaming up about the mouth, with snarled cruel lips, sewn by the leaps and bounds of wayward hounds, a pleasure cruise for the sweet spot of youth, girls in robin's egg blue sequined gowns, a heavy watch caught on the desk telephone, near the bold screen where the lime has invaded the coconut, too late for an artificial sun, know that in the multiplex of your soul, fuck it, I was there that late afternoon hours before dark when you tore your index finger on the twist-off Heineken bottle, then sought refuge by beating the gambler at his own matrix, toward the interlakken, those mornings when the minator whispered all language, talons upon his shoulder afore the hula-hoop spectacle, a great chorus, a finale over the dust bowl, versatile thundering rockets, exploding like an ancient column and burst beyond the far sky vista of the trembling child, look mommy here comes the fire, that same timorous terror, the earth at last commodities' yo-yo, yin-yang whoosh whoosh bang bang the language a dinosaur, the mud, the oil and the sweetest suck of cinema.


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This goes from a moodily cliffed coast to 4th of July surprise...
Thank you!
And there is no small thing in poetry, I've been told. The example being Pope's wrangling all day to add a word, then struggling mightily the next to delete it, feeling virtually orgasmic with each decision. One can only gape in wonderment.
Natasha Trethewey Named 19th US Poet Laureate
Yes sir, 'One can only gape in wonderment...'
There was a theoretical prize awarded earlier-- my pleasure to share; thank you and you're welcome!
I wish a wonderful Father's Day to you and yours, Gerald.
I think I'll do some bait casting with a Silver Minnow, where the sun bakes, where the ships roll in.
Do Not Pass Go: 1,15,14,15,20,16,1,19,19,7,15; e.g.g. or 5,7,7,
For Whom the Bell Tolls: 6 15 18 23 8 20 8 5 2 5 12 12 20 15 12 12.
However, if this perceived confusion persists, you should be ALERT
(1-12-5-18-20) for sequential alterations or omissions in the boss's system or any code, as it's an easy to 'slide the parallel integers', say, every Monday wherein A takes the place of G, G=N and so forth (a 7 symbol 'slide' every Monday) N becomes U, U logically slides back around to F....On the other hand, boss lady may have gotten a resume from a MIT graduate, and she's stirring the soup, suffers from megalomania, or endured one too many staycations at the Mall of America.
If I had any answers, would I be watching a PediSpin foot callous remover commercial on a rerun of Rachel Maddow right now?
When will California Dreamer be done, Damon?
Best Answer - Chosen by Voters
You are correct. Grammer Rule follows:
2. If a singular common noun ends in s, add 's—unless the next word begins with s. If the next word begins with s, add an apostrophe only. (This includes words with s and sh sounds.)
The boss's temper was legendary among his employees.
The boss' sister was even meaner.
The witness's version of the story has several inconsistencies.
The witness' story did not match the events recorded on tape.
Source(s):
http://grammar.ccc.commnet.edu/grammar/p…
http://grammar.uoregon.edu/case/possnoun…
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