Apparently, A Word I Use Too Much

Okay, I found another word (see previous article) that I habitually use. The word is "apparently." The use of it, even once (unless it's inside dialog or in a first person's quirky habits of use) is most likely redundant.

On to other comments: Yesterday, I polished a song I had written 20 years ago and turned it into a poem. Can rhyming poetry have a refrain line? Or a bridge section? I guess I could use poetic license and do it, anyway.

I woke up a bit too early this morning, (Saturday) Jan 29, 2011, with an extraordinarily busy mind; a thousand little poems racing around in there. Pat Bustamante's challenge to my South Bay club poetry writers is to make them short. Trite seems to be allowable. Unfortunately, I'll not remember them all. (Maybe, that's fortunate.)

Let me start one here, I'll polish it later.

It's Golf

Watch the V's in your grip,
Head down the round trip.
Straight left arm and don't rush it.
Long, wide arc, you'll crush it,
Be firm, no self-doubt,
Follow through, inside out.

I've got it wrong, apparently.
It's golf that's got its grip on me.

Hey, you know, that's not too bad. Still a little lengthy for Pat, I fear. Write on, friends.  ;^)