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Jeff, still got my guitar's avatar

My wife had it done 10 years ago, all good. It's not indestructible, it's possible to wreck it. The range of bending has some loss. Doing PT for a couple months at least while healing can help that range increase.

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Ho͛gͦͥeͬ͒yeGr̰̻̜e̬̞̠x͔'s avatar

“A poet who reads his verse in public may have other nasty habits.”

Robert Heinlein

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𝕺𝖓𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖉's avatar

Weather turned cold.

Birbs grown bold.

Three cats entranced

As seed-suet enchants,

Their day grown sweeter

By dinner theater.

https://substack.com/profile/1687878-1d57a1d5931d/note/c-46753730?utm_source=notes-share-action&r=106di

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Johnny Appleseed's avatar

Who's a GOOD doggo?

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"M"'s avatar

such a sweet pretty dogg

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Skunk Formerly Known As Stoner's avatar

MacBeth refusing to die at the end sounds a lot like Trump trying to stay in the White House.

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AIB's avatar

How hard would it have been to change the second line here:

“ Had they been supported on each side with buttresses,

At least many sensible men confesses,”

To: “At least many a sensible man confesses.”

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Rocket Cat's avatar

New bean achievement unlocked: 1 lb leftover smoked pork butt, 1 lb lima beans, water to cover, salt and pepper

Best lima beans ever, also easiest, and I am not exaggerating!

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Bitter Scribe's avatar

How long to cook?

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Rocket Cat's avatar

2 hours, if that, no soaking. Limas are fast. Stirred a lot, so super creamy. Smoked bbq pork = best beans I ever had, limas or otherwise

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Momo's avatar

Art, art, makes me smart. The more I think, the more I fart. The more I fart, the more I stink, and when I stink it makes me think about how

Art, art, makes me smart. The more I think, the more I fart. The more I fart, the more I stink, and when I stink it makes me think about how....

Endless smart art fart poem, inspired by Beans Beans the Musical Fruit, written while bored in a 6th grade art class.

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Alpaca22's avatar

My sister has multiple variations of this. She keeps teaching them to her 5 yr old grand daughters, much to their mum's dismay

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Up Here in the Clouds's avatar

Less than 48 hours to my mom's knee replacement surgery. Its her 5th try in 5 years. She slipped and fell on stairs last day of vacation and a week before try 1, then Covid hit and cancelled all non life saving surgery. Then, she got Covid. Then , after a year of one medical crisis after another, she was too sick of hospitals and too anxious to try. So far so good for this try. Yesterday's Covid tests were negative.

But if any motherfucker does anything to stop this, (unless my mom calls it off) I might go a little crazy on them, and let 5 years of pent up emotions out on their ass.

And if anyone in this house gets Covid and I track down the source of the infection...............

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Alpaca22's avatar

I had 13 knee surgeries until the last one finally worked. I have so much empathy for what your mum is going through and I wish her all the best. Make sure she gets regular pain meds for as long as possible. I didnt ..and that is a story for another day

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Jeff, still got my guitar's avatar

My wife had a full replacement on one knee. Ended years of knee misery. Hope it all goes well.

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"M"'s avatar

Are you taking questions about that? Because my aunt - granted she had hers a long time ago, but she talks about it much less ... positively

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eliz_'s avatar

My Mom's knee replacements made an entire world of difference in her life. Best of luck to her and you. It was life-changing in only the best ways...

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Runfastandwin's avatar

Here's one I wrote on a Montana trail ride.

git along little dogies

git along little dogies

the trail is a-risin'

the sun's goin' down

git along little dogies

git along little dogies

the beans are a-cookin'

the coffee is ground

git along little dogies

git along little dogies

the bedroll's a-waitin'

the fire is high

git along little dogies

git along little dogies

the wind is a-whistlin'

up in the sky

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NotinTexasanymore's avatar

Haiku for the Dark Days, from Janet McLaren (hope you enjoy it)

In superficial

Encounters you can't tell the

Dark Soul from the rest.

A Dark Truth must hide.

The Heart can't abide the black,

In Fear it chooses.

Nobody can name

The shocking source of the Rage

Nor pacify it.

Red bricks in the wall,

Blood from deaths of the Spirit

As Violence wounds,

Smoldering Furies

Rage at the impossible,

Retreat, diminish.

One by one candles

Of the Spirit extinguish

And leave only Dark.

Hope for afterlife

Is fear of real life being

Stolen from the Now.

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Worriedman's avatar

It's his favorite time of day!

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nigel marshall's avatar

The unofficial awarding of the title World's Worst Poet went to Paul Neil Milne Johnstone

(AKA Paula Nancy Millstone Jennings), at least according to Douglas Adams.

A sample:

The dead swans lay in the stagnant pool.

They lay. They rotted. They turned

Around occasionally.

Bits of flesh dropped off them from

Time to time.

And sank into the pool's mire.

They also smelt a great deal.

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Oblio's Cap's avatar

*sniff*

So beautiful...

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Revenant's avatar

it's almost Vogon in its sublimity

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Worriedman's avatar

Here"s my substack for today - all about giving a soft white damn.

That sounds interesting, doesn't it? There's flowers, too, and a Mule on the Hill !

https://open.substack.com/pub/brawlatthepoetscafe/p/the-snow-doesnt-give-a-soft-white?r=insr&utm_campaign=post&utm_medium=web&showWelcome=true

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Bobathonic's avatar

Does the Mule on the Hill see the sun going down?

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GiggleSnort's avatar

I like me some e.e. cummings, this one especially: https://poets.org/poem/somewhere-i-have-never-travelledgladly-beyond.

(i do not know what it is about you that closes

and opens; only something in me understands

the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)

nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands

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Gerry Ochenta y Dos's avatar

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in

my heart)

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zuludaddy (seem 'on key?')'s avatar

fun fact:

in Cambridge, ee cummings house was pretty much across the street from Julia Child's house

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Sojourner Truth's avatar

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WomanInThePersistence's avatar

That would be block party I would definitely go to.

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Worriedman's avatar

I'll be damn I just posted an EE Cummings quote titled substack.

Hard to go wrong with Double E!

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WomanInThePersistence's avatar

What if a much of a which of a wind,

gave truth to the summer's lie?

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Nancy Naive's avatar

Little birdie, feather and bill,

Perched upon my window sill.

I coaxed in with crumbs of bread…

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Oblio's Cap's avatar

I remember marching to that in basic.

It's a shame about its little head.

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Revenant's avatar

How do you like your blue-eyed boy now, Mr. Death?

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Pauly2coffees's avatar

Our version started “I found a birdie in the snow.”

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