A new start

Hello…Shake of the hand…Looking back…Understanding…Looking forwardsenses

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Hello To All…It’s Been A Long Start To The Year


            Hello friends, fellow writers, lost souls, and singing troubadours. If anyone is still looking over my blog, I apologize for the lack of input on my part…but—I do have a reason for my absence. The fault is all mine. No one but me feels the tragedy. The scars will never show themselves to the sun because they burry their arms deep within the thin skin of my eyelids. My enemy has finally laid itself to rest for now so that I can return to the ‘normal’ and give away the thoughts that feed within. I hope everyone is well and I look forward to reading every word you have written. So much time has been lost—Manic-Depression can be so cruel. The last three months in the VA Hospital have been grueling, exhausting, draining, and yet somehow defining. Here’s to writing what you know, writing what you want, writing how you feel, and writing just to write…

Write Fearlessly

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Simply Quoting


\ bawr-buh-RIG-muhs \  , noun;

1. a rumbling or gurgling sound caused by the movement of gas in the intestines.


“The stertorous borborygmus  of the dyspeptic Carlyle!” declaimed Willie Weaver, and beamed through his spectacles. The mot, he flattered himself, could hardly have been more exquisitely juste.

— Aldous Huxley, Point Counter Point , 1928

Then her stomach grumbled and spoiled the silence. Quickly, Patsy pressed her hand against her complaining belly, and hoped that Ray had not heard it. “Suffering from borborygmus , I hear,” Ray dead-panned dryly.

— Bonnie Gardner, Sergeant Darling , 2005


Borborygmus  comes from the Greek word borborygmós  which meant “intestinal rumbling.”

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Simply Quoting

Those who dream by day are cognizant of many things that escape those who dream only at night.

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Word of the Every Other Day


\ dih-KANt \  , verb;

1. to pour (a liquid) from one container to another.

2. to pour (wine or other liquid) gently so as not to disturb the sediment.


One of Enzo’s jobs was to decant  the cloudy green-gold liquid into smaller vessels for use in the kitchen.

— Nicky Pellegrino, The Villa Girls , 2011

They stood shivering in the narrow hallway, waiting for their turn to come forward and wash. Rosa would decant  some of the cold water she had fetched from the well into a big tub.

— Steve Sem-Sandberg, The Emperor of Lies , 2011



Decant  originally comes from the Latin word canth  meaning “spout, rim of a vessel.” One of the many meanings of the prefix de-  is “removal.”

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Can’t I decide in a solitary tone

I relentlessly leave myself dormant at home

Wanting to cocoon these terraced memories

Aimlessly lost in certain invisibilities

Stirring to sway off this pivotal sensation

A controlling and painful rationalization

Ones who have arisen—ones who have stayed

Not just me—you as well have paid

Windows embraced by my own obscurity

Leaving me to my repentance and anonymity

I truly want a revolution of the mind

An expulsion of suspicion—the absence of time

There seems to ever rise my broken capacities

These ceaseless callous certain invisibilities

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\yawp, yahp\

1. to utter a loud, harsh cry; to yelp, squawk, or bawl.

2. Slang. to talk noisily and foolishly or complainingly.


1. a harsh cry.

2. Slang. a. raucous or querulous speech. b. a noisy, foolish utterance.

Two weeks while the lawyers were left like hounds to yawp over what counted as admissible evidence and what was mere gambit and divide, desperate countermeasures. — Edie Meidav, Crawl Space, 2006

You don’t yawp to God. Bach doesn’t yawp to God — Marc Estrin, Golem Song, 2006

I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable, I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world. — Walt Whitman, Song of Myself, 1891

Yawp is a very old English word. It entered English in the 1300s and comes from the Middle English word yolpen. It is related to the word yelp. Walt Whitman popularized the noun sense of the word in his book Song of Myself.

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