Remember
when I seriously considered the idea of killing this blog off after 1000 posts?
Well I’m just a few days, and a few more words, from hitting 2200 postings.
Madness.
What’s
madder – me still churning this stuff out, or you still taking time from your
day to read it? I know my own conclusion, but I wouldn’t want to insult you.
So I
shall segue into a poem that I have belatedly written for November 5th,
called
“My Love of Fawkes Night (an
ode)”:
Fireworks flash across the sky
Hearts are lifted; spirits soar
with the rockets
Sparklers brighten faces
A fire roars its happy song
All ages rejoice
Primal needs satisfied
Subconscious and misunderstood
But powerful
RC 13-11-18
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