The Tumbling Baker

  Not overcooked or undercooked. Just half-baked goodness in every write. On Twitter @BloggingBaker 

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Sweet potato biscuits

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Downtown Nashvegas

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As it so happens we are small when compared to it all with bodies tiny unlike Mars or grand luxury cars but wonderfully it's no surprise we all happen to be the correct size

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To the Alarm

the hour was late so I put the world in a box and placed it on my night stand

to make sure it wouldn't escape me and be there when I woke to the alarm in the morning I'd release it to the those who needed it near so they could take it with their hands to make sure it wouldn't escape them and be there when they woke to the alarm at lunch I would tell it about my day how the morning passed by quickly the time always outside my grasp to make sure it would escape me and be gone when I woke to the alarm when work is done and I'm home thinking about what to do for a while until it's time for the clock to sleep to make sure it won't escape me and be there when I wake to the alarm

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Mysterious Day

It's mysterious day in a plain simple box with no hint, none at all if it's roses or rocks in the darks of its depths of its nondescript look so then maybe I'll hope that it holds a nice book with a story that reads with a sniff of fine cheese a cheddar most sharp or a swiss sure to please

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Along the bold and brisky breezes the pollen flies, and I will sneezes

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I will wonder for a while until I think o a and then I'll wander for a while

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The Club

The mysterious men from the Club of the Pen make their points with a scratch and in haste they dispatch their long letters of length then with all of their strength fling their hearts in the fire for it is their desire to be what they attest and not what's in their chest

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It's a mentionable morn on a decidedly day and the casual clock says this option's okay

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Secret Identity

I am not someone else now although I was another person on Tuesday at the café when I ordered the latte and a donut which is not me not me at all since lattes aren't my thing and I should have ordered a café mocha which is chocolate coffee yum I don't know that other person

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I once knew the then when remembering when

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At the end of the day when night comes my way the ghosts that I know are hesitant to go

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In my treatise about night I'll cite as a source the moon because it knows the night well Though it sometimes appears in the day a white bit of cloud around in a blue sky an afterthought way But at night it's smiles or oohs and ahhhs and you can see it clearly unless it's brand new at which point, the stars will do

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Syllabus

In about an hour you'll learn something after which you will take a snack break and learn that you weren't hungry at all you only wanted to get away for a minute

After your break you will learn something else and you will carry it with you in a large suitcase to the next thing you will learn which will be carried in your head because the suitcase is full

When lunch comes you will carry everything with you and unpack the suitcase at the drive thru as you order something that someone repeats back to you and you confirm it and both of you

Learn something and are fulfilled but neither of you know it as you nibble on your sandwich and check the packing the crisp shirts, the knotted socks, the flat trousers, the thing that you learned only a few hours before

It all looks good and you snap the latch closed but only for a moment

After lunch you will learn more things so you take out your trousers to make room new learning because, after all, who needs trousers and taking things out of your head is...difficult

And throughout the day you learn even more and you unpack the shirts and the socks and the stick of deodorant and your toothbrush because who needs a toothbrush? At the end of the day, your head and your suitcase are full of what you learned and when you get home you put the suitcase in the closet with the rest of the suitcases which are full of things you’ve learned before When night comes, your head begins to drift as the day leaks through your ears and eyes and before you know it, you’re asleep in a chair having a dream about losing your luggage in an airport

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Snow Day

A lot like yesterday but frozen in white All of tonight's lights play blues on the lawn I see you there hiding under cover

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Hello half moon

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Reality is such it differs much