Tom Hendricks's Blog – December 2011 Archive (5)

Poems written in Nov/Dec  2011 

Comments welcome.

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POEMS

1 

The road zig-zags

across the valley

and yet never really

moves at all.

2 [Kids poem for Moon Tea]

Can Earthlings fly?

Of course they can!

To think they can't is absurd.

Can Earthlings fly?

Of course they can.

Remember some earthlings are…

The answer to, and winner (if any) for, our last contest question of:

There is always room for a Beatle question and this one is a fun one. My range singing is almost exactly 2 octaves. I think John Lennon of the Beatles could BEAT that. My claim for the highest John note on a Beatle record is probably the falsetto at the end of In My Life (any one know for sure?) But this week's contest question for the prize is about the low end of his range: what Beatle recording has John's lowest…

Dear Readers,

The new issue of Musea #182 is out and about. The hard copy is available at all the usual suspects , or read it online, or send me a SASE. Here's a preview and intro to the issue. Don't miss the art work at the end of this message! Both are at

http://www.musea.us/

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Happy Holidays Readers! ! Here is our annual Musea Christmas Story. Take a rest from your busy schedule and…

The answer to, and winner (if any) for, our last contest question of:

Since Buck Rogers and the Rocketeer, we've seen the future and it's jet packs. Surely by 1980 everyone would have one right? There are real jet packs in our age, but they don't work all that well ... yet. Strangely enough they all run on the same fuel, some beauty product you'd find in any hair saloon. Name the jet pack fuel.

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IS: Hydrogen Peroxide! Yes, the same stuff we bleach our hair with. Guess it gives…

Poems written in late November  2011 

Comments welcome.

[poem notes in brackets like this]

POEMS

1 (start of an adventure for sure)

Come with me!

Come with me!

There is magic

everywhere!

2 (where the night comes from)

The underground

in grottos and caves

holds the night

till twilight arrives.

Then it's released

and flies away

like a…