American Sentence Sunday #7

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I am just going to share some American Sentence poems today. No preaching.


Sometimes it seems to me that knowing and believing are worlds apart.

The Stoic will love passionately but without any attachment.

The divine moves the human heart to initiate great works and deeds.

It will certainly take more than a righteous man to move a mountain. 

Being attached to techno things is to be a slave to the machine. 

Teach your child to be kind to others if you desire to change the world. 

I have a hunch your need to be right will probably leave you friendless.

The answer to the question may be right in front of your face; just look.

Running away from what scares you means that you’ll never defeat your fear.

Ok… maybe a little preaching… Feel free to comment.

Be on the lookout… I’m getting ready to add a regular Wednesday post to the blog publishing schedule. I’ll be writing about hobbies. I’ll start with fountain pens. Also, AmSenSunday may become a once a month thing as I am growing tired of being limited to the American Sentence form. I will still do Sunday poetry posts, but I may try some other forms and I may ask others to contribute. If you object or would like to contribute,  let me know… in the comments.


American Sentence Sunday #6

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We are all so much together, but we are all dying of loneliness.
~Albert Schweitzer

I suppose I can’t speak for everyone, but I get the idea that perhaps a significant portion of the people I know find themselves feeling lonely often. I feel lonely a lot. I used to think there was something wrong with me when I was feeling lonely. What I have found though, is that loneliness is something EVERY person feels regularly. If someone says they never feel lonely, they are probably lying.

In this world of social media and constant digital connectedness, it makes no sense that people would feel lonely, right? But when was the last time you really felt connected to another person when looking at what they had for dinner, or seeing pictures of the car they bought that you can’t afford (and you suspect they can’t either)? Even writing this blog feels kinda lonely at times. I enjoy writing and sharing this oddballery with you though, so the value is intrinsic for me.

Connection happens face to face, voice to voice, even in a handwritten letter (no, I won’t beat that horse tonight). The act of intentionally making something entirely personal is partly what I believe leads to connection and begins to alleviate loneliness. It is hard to deny that seeing a friend, receiving a phone call or reading a letter is a connecting experience that lifts the spirit. Loneliness is not there. It’s good for the soul.

I don’t want to go on and on… today I wrote a few American Sentences about loneliness. Feel free to comment if they resonate with you, or not.

Blogging is a lonely way to spend your time if no one reads the thing.

Sometimes I wish everyone was my friend so I wouldn’t feel alone. 

Junior high was lonely, but then, so is adulthood much of the time. 

Loneliness is scarier than a root canal if you want the truth. 

Loneliness is the worst way to die if you ask me, but you didn’t. 

I suppose that is enough about being alone; let’s get a beer. 

Have a great week!

Copyright ©2018  Tim Geoghegan

American Sentence Sunday #5

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It is really your behaviour that determines whether you’re a patriot.

~Douglas Tompkins

I don’t care for political posts, but I do care when people treat each other poorly in the name of some nebulous political idea. This week I encountered a man who made some pretty significant and incorrect assumptions about me based on where I work and what I do for a living. As a “patriot” I suppose he felt justified in bashing me, my colleagues and my profession.  It was a frustrating experience. As I unpacked it for myself, in the evening, I jotted a half-dozen American Sentences about how I was feeling and what I was thinking. I thought I’d share a few here today.

Patriots should be characterized by their love of their countrymen. 

Since we have never spoken, you don’t know me well enough to judge me.

If you want me to believe, let your actions speak louder than your words.

Copyright ©2018 Tim Geoghegan


Have a great week!

InCoWriMo is Coming!

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Yes indeed! International Correspondence Writers Month is upon us. February is the month set aside for writing a letter a day, by hand, and sending it in the mail. Yes, I mean the postal service, with envelopes and stamps.

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Ready for a busy month of writing…


I think a lot of people hear about an event like InCoWriMo and initially have a reaction like, “Oh Cool!” Then, the reality of it sets in. It takes time. It takes a little bit of money. There is the WIIFM question, What’s In It For Me? So I thought I’d take a moment and tell you some of what I think is in it for you.

  1. Relaxation. Putting pen to paper to talk to someone you care about can be quite cathartic. I rarely find that I am tired after writing a letter, but instead, I feel renewed and energized.
  2. Connection. Writing to someone you care about is a way to open a channel of communication that can often be neglected. I find it is sometimes easier to write a letter about something important to me than it would be to call and talk about the same topic. I find that ink and paper lend itself to a visceral connection between the author and the reader.
  3. Reflection. Many times as I write a letter I find myself thinking differently about things I addressed in the letter. I see that sometimes answers to my problems are revealed through the process of writing to someone else. It’s a sort of “talking through” a problem or puzzle I have struggled with.
  4. Fun. It’s not only fun to write a letter using excellent paper and maybe a sweet pen, but it’s fun for someone to receive a handwritten note. Admit it, wouldn’t you be thrilled to walk to your mailbox and find a handwritten letter from someone you care about instead of a solicitation from VISA or the coupon tabloid? Ok, so maybe the coupon tabloid is fun too… but which one would you keep? Which leads me to number 5…
  5. You are creating a treasure when you write a letter. Many people hold on to and cherish handwritten letters. I know I do. These messages are keepsakes long after they are sent, and perhaps long after we are gone. I sometimes wish I had a letter from my dad. I have some cards he wrote in. A letter would be gold though.
  6. You might get something in return. If you send something out, it often comes back… It’s kind of mystical sounding, but I find it’s true. I never write a letter expecting one in return, but I do enjoy when I get responses.

I’m going to write at least one letter each day in February. I am challenging you to write just one letter in February and send it. Then, come back here and tell me how it went in the comments. I would love to read your letter writing experiences. If you decide to write one letter a day for the entire month with me, let’s get together afterward and compare notes about the experience.

Go forth and write.

One last thing… If you’d like a handwritten letter from me in February, subscribe to the blog via e-mail (top right side of the blog) and then let me know in the comments by February 20, 2018. I will contact you directly (at the e-mail you subscribe with) to get your snail mail address and then do my best to write to you during InCoWriMo 2018.

American Sentence Sunday #4

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Happy Sunday! I am back on schedule. I was genuinely embarrassed by my Thursday publication of AmSenSunday last week. Working out the glitches in my system is part of the process. I think we are golden now.

For your sabbath perusal, I come up with SEVEN American Sentences that hint at each of the seven deadly sins…

Why? Why not? I’m probably gonna have to answer for this someday.

Hope you enjoy. 🙂

I tried on green today, but I find envy is not my best color.

Wanting a new iThing consumes too much of my time; always want more.

Come on now, is it so hard to believe I think I’m better than you?

A new Corvette arouses feelings in me that I just can’t explain. 

Thirty-two ounces of prime rib is just the beginning of my meal. 

Sleep is all I really want to do, today, tomorrow, or at all.

Syllables and words that will not cooperate make me so ANGRY!