new old kid on the blog,
with an occasional
old or new poem written off
the old writer's block
This ancient mariner, caught in the storm, protests his innocence of ὁμο-φωνή but it's already too late to help, in consideration of the ubiquitous maritime will o' the wisps -- all at sea, head under a Hood, not even to mentionHis death, which happen'd in his berthΚαλά Χριστούγεννα!
Tom, good to hear the old saying "It's raining cats and dogs" hit home--thanks for your wishes and may Angelica and you weather any storm that heads your way--now, full speed ahead at 2013 knots--Καλή Χρονιά!
Damn! You boys have the smarts. That one passed me by.
Ouch, that one hurt--I wouldn't want to be known as a doggone poetic smartypants!