by Ryn Gargulinski | Nov 9, 2018 | Blogski Archives, crime, danger, death, poetry, writing
Gotta ban guns. Gotta ban knives. Gotta ban sticks. They all take lives. Gotta ban bats. Gotta ban rocks. Gotta ban lasers and tasers that shock. Gotta ban pepper spray. Gotta ban stones. They go with the sticks and break all your bones. Gotta ban...
by Ryn Gargulinski | Apr 12, 2018 | Blogski Archives, illustrations, life, life improvement tips, poetry, writing
NOTE: This poem is both a haiku and an emblem poem. It carries the overall message of get off your duff and take action. The universe isn’t going to do it all for you (no matter how much positive thinking you send streaming up to the stars). dig fun...
by Ryn Gargulinski | Feb 12, 2018 | Blogski Archives, gross stuff, health, life, poetry, writing
Sometimes when chopping apples I am stopped by thoughts of mary who was drunk when her wayward electric knife carved her forearm instead of the ham the doctors said permanent damage from ligaments sliced straight to bone the next day she changed...
by Ryn Gargulinski | Sep 18, 2017 | Blogski Archives, danger, gross stuff, life, poetry, writing
Stacy Blair was groovy and keen and the coolest kid on the block. If she was your friend, your life had meaning. If not, you may as well die. One day she gave me a drawing she had carefully colored herself. I cherished the thing, hung it on my...
by Ryn Gargulinski | Sep 10, 2017 | animals, pets, Blogski Archives, danger, environment, life, poetry, writing
there’s a dangling apology out there one i would not accept from a man at the beach after his dog attacked my dog and dunked him under water the man grabbed off his dog and then called him two swear words, the man said he was sorry but I merely frowned. now the...
by Ryn Gargulinski | May 20, 2016 | animals, pets, Blogski Archives, life, poetry, writing
— There’s only so much disco you can take, even dear Donna Summer. — All other cars on the road are there to test your patience, block your way. — Distance looks shorter on a map, time goes faster when you hide the clock. — You’ll remember you...
