how one can
steer in the mist
is mysterious
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Steering in the Mist
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Words from the heart
heartheartheartheartheartheartheartheartheartheart
hear/the/art/heart/hearth/earth/ear/
hear the art
heart hearth
earth ear
I was just playing with anagrams, and discovered that repeating the word “heart” can provide an ongoing sentence starting with seven different words. Or simply repeating “hear the art” works too.
ADD
My son was diagnosed with Attention Deficit Disorder, so this summer I’m sending him to a concentration camp.
Headlines
Cell Phone Virus Leaves Hundreds Dead, Thousands Missing
A phone virus infected cell phones throughout the country today, with devastating effect. The virus left many phones inoperable, and others with impaired functionality.
So far, hundreds have been found dead and many more are missing. One distraught husband reported, “She said she couldn’t live without her cell phone. I guess she was right.”
A wife whose husband was reported missing was quoted as saying, “He couldn’t find his way anywhere without his navigation app. The last I heard from him was a text saying he had just got on the Interstate. I’m betting he’s still on it, and the app hasn’t told him he’s reached his destination yet.” Police are keeping an eye out for motorists who have run out of gas or otherwise appear lost.
pepper
she’s so hot
brings tears to my eyes
pepper spray
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float
far too hot
must find some relief
root beer float
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past
died uptight
grave marker now reads
he’s past tense
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ancient memories
all she is able to see
living in the past
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brush
wild heartbeat
white knuckles grip wheel
brush with death
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window
stock market gambler
lost the family fortune
twelfth floor window
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refuge
too much going on
taking refuge in my thoughts
searching for solace
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patriotism
is the last refuge to which
a scoundrel clings
steal little and they
throw you in jail – steal a lot
and they make you king
With apologies to Bob Dylan (who probably didn’t know he wrote haiku) and also to Samuel Johnson
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ONE OF A CLASS 