I have no idea what the time of blue is
I haven't written a limerick in a long time. Nor have I written a sonnet in many years. This is not to say I haven't written poetry - some of the posts I post could be considered as such with the loosest definition of poetry. I haven't written a play, a novel, a dissertation or even a novella. I have written short stories, but not one in a long time.
The bulk of my writing is in the form of posts. Will posts ever be recognized as a literary form much like a sonnet, limerick or novel?
I don't facebook, if such can be used as a verb, and nor have I tweeted.
I blog.
4 comments:
blue time is always 4:30. the spin doctors said so. it's not late, no, it's early early.
I think blue is at 0323, but maybe that's a local phenomena.
These folks are looking for limerick definitions.
http://www.oedilf.com/db/Lim.php
I do not twit, and my foray into facebookland was meager, and is now long deleted. Got a lot of spam while listed there.
If anyone's blog could be called a "literary foray" it would be yours.
Some of you posts invoke weird reactions. Reading your posts are like viewing modern art. I try to go with my first fleeting word/mind reaction, if you know what I mean. And sometimes, I have absolutely nothing to say.
ghost: I didn't figure you'd be one to trust a spin doctor.
zhoen: definitely local, maybe I'll attempt a limerick someday, I also spend about seven weeks in facebook and then deleted my account.
rita: thanks for the compliment... that I leave you speechless sometimes is either by design or by chance.
everyone else: move ahead two spaces.
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