Tag Archives: Tyler J. Yoder

Post the Hundred-and-Thirty-Seventh: Blogiversary Extravaganza!

Welcome, Gentle Reader, to my Blogiversary Extravaganza! We have some very special surprises today. First of all, look under your chair – did you find the keys to a BRAND NEW CAR? I hope not, because I didn’t break into … Continue reading

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Poetic Interlude XXXVI

Angels, shepherds, jolly – jolly! Snow, and virgins decked in holly: Other things that end in “olly” – Christmastime is here! Feast on pudding, and on turkey: Yuletide thoughts grow rather murky – Ancient virgins – who were perky? Christmastime … Continue reading

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Poetic Interlude XXXV

A hundred battles won and lost; a thousand ventures planned – Intricate and numerous as beaches full of sand, And all for you, my lonely one, at whim of your command, For I shall take your heart, and I shall … Continue reading

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Poetic Interlude XXXIV

I found this piece in an old notebook of mine. While I don’t think much of the poem itself, it made me chuckle. Taxonomy of Morals   Locked within my thumping breast A heart lies beating, bold, Wanting what it … Continue reading

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Post the Hundred-and-Thirtieth: Trusting to Providence

Gentle Reader, this is a post I’ve been wanting to write for a little while. It’s about one of the guiding principles of my life, a creed I’ve always followed, and it’s a little complicated to explain… correctly.  Quite a … Continue reading

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Poetic Interlude XXXIII

It was a foundation, and also a word, in the wickedest man I know, A few drinks in the story of its birth. I am far too small for answers, for an embrace, For Art is white and cold, and … Continue reading

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Poetic Interlude XXXII

Springtime   A single beam through grey sky slips; An evening brighter than the day, Which, pendant, softly dripped.   Startled, the rebellious ray Exults in its successful quip: An evening brighter than the day.   The light refracts through … Continue reading

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