Comments Posted By Bill Wren

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They said said standup and I did but I fell right back down again. They said it again; I fell again. “Standup!” they shouted angrily. So I did, from the ground. I stoodup for those who are told what to do, fail in the attempt, and have reached a point they will standup no longer and except for those things worthy of standing up for.

» Posted By Bill Wren On 06.19.2016 @ 2:53 am


I write this as I wait for a bus that will arrive in 28 minutes. I like buses but I do not like waiting. So much of life is wasted waiting for buses and all the other things that have meaning to you that have yet to arrive.

» Posted By Bill Wren On 05.30.2016 @ 9:44 am


The man on the scooter took the turn, hit the sand, and slid. For about one hundred feet he slid (the scooter too) in the inescapable realization he had taken the turn too quickly, too sharply, too inescapably a poster child for sensible riding.

» Posted By Bill Wren On 05.06.2016 @ 11:32 am


As trees go, I had heard the word but didn’t have the image in my head. A tree that rhymed with helm? Didn’t do it for me. So I made it a poplar. Harder to rhyme though.

» Posted By Bill Wren On 05.03.2016 @ 11:43 am

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