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Posted:Oct 10, 2015 4:05 pm
Last Updated:Feb 2, 2019 10:33 pm
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"It's Personal."

If you have something you would like to tell or ask me, why not post a comment here? This thread is set for me to review comments before they appear. They're just between you and me. Well I might read them out loud and they could be overheard by my pets.

I would love if you would comment on my blog posts of course. But if you just want to leave a quick message about any and everything, please feel free...

I recommend everyone have a blog so that others can contact them.

Have a great day!

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Explaining My Poetry Style
Posted:Mar 14, 2018 9:39 pm
Last Updated:Feb 7, 2019 10:58 pm
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Critical Poetry Thoughts

Someone criticized my poetry,
He said he could not understand it
He said that it did not make sense
He said that it is kind of juvenile
As I make it like a conversation.

Oh really well let me tell you what I really think!
I don't really know why I write poetry this way.
I just began and it is hard to change.

This person suggested I need to add description
That I had to add visuals
That I had to describe the senses
That I had to let people feel for themselves
And not tell them only how I feel.

But like a zebra
If I were to be covered in white paint
Eventually the stripes would reappear
As the paint would fade.

Nature has many an animal that has spots
Supposedly they cannot change them
Should I count myself in their kingdom?
But I have many more facets as I am a human.

Oh then there is that lizard
Made famous by Boy George and Culture Club,
Come on and sing it!
I know you want to!
quot;Karma, Karma, Karma, Karma, Chameleon".
Its skin changes with its surroundings.
Oh were I that adaptable!
Perhaps some day I will be.

But now that I have vented,
Now that my pot has gone from boiling to simmering,
I will just tell myself in a soft whisper.
It is all good.
It is actually constructive criticism.
It is just an added piece of wisdom
To which I can pick at as I please.

I may one day write a poem with just imagery.
I may one day write a poem that does not voice,
the way I speak,
I may one day write a poem that does not rhyme at all.
Who would I be then?
Would I still be me?
Oh seriously,
I am not that dense
I am just going through the motions
Until this poem ends.
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The Light Exchange. A Poem
Posted:Feb 14, 2019 2:47 am
Last Updated:Feb 14, 2019 2:40 pm
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A beautiful soul
Don't you know?
One whose light shines
Yes you could
Even say it glows.

They have the right mix
Of caring and kindness
They leant this
Through many trying times
And tribulations.

My heart goes out to them
Even if it was just a whim
They know my thoughts
Are loving and positive
And so they are accepting.

Ever the hugs
And good tidings
If only virtually given
A beautiful soul
Is understanding
And appreciative
For the opposite
An opportunity missing
To offer light
In an exchange.
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This Is What I Need To Remember A Poem
Posted:Feb 13, 2019 8:02 pm
Last Updated:Feb 14, 2019 2:38 pm
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This is a very somber poem. I am going to be facing some harsh realities when some family members pass...It is so hard to face upcoming loss.

This Is What I Need To Remember

They will all go
Leaving us all alone.
One by one
Some went
As if two by two
It was comforting to know
They had company
On their journey
That was final.

I will miss them.
They were a part
Of my life
My whole existence
And then
Memories will be
Where they live.
Help me face this loss
That is upcoming.

Give me strength
To see that life
Has it's inevitability.
Let me feel
That purpose
Is in being kind
To one another
That love is what
We should remember.
Regrets may linger
But they should be shelved
And replaced with
Shiny objects
That are brighter!
Smiles and happiness
The happiest moments
Are life's treasures.
This I need to remember
Yes, through the tears,
This is what I should remember.
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At Lease You Have A Song A Poem
Posted:Feb 13, 2019 7:34 pm
Last Updated:Feb 13, 2019 7:35 pm
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I wish you could think
About me like you did
When we first
Became acquainted.

What has changed?
Have you found
My faults too much?
I am well aware of them
But I thought you could
Understand where
I was coming from.

Life has given me lemons
And I am still missing
The ingredients
To make lemonade
I was hoping you could
Provide some of them.
I was a fool
To think this way.
What a shame!

Alas those emotions
Alas those thoughts
Will be discontinued
Like some out
Of date product
That is no
Longer fashionable.
They will be replaced
With something
Of different packaging.
You know what they say?
Life goes on...
Add Ob la di
Ob la da
And at least you
Have a song.
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To Resurrect Your Love A Poem(Written in 2016)
Posted:Feb 12, 2019 9:26 pm
Last Updated:Feb 13, 2019 6:51 pm
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A Love Poem

Not really Valentine's Day Celebrating...

To Resurrect Your Love

What can I say
That has not already been said?
I once was your love
But now that love is gone
Is it dead?

Love that once began
So wonderfully bright
Like the morning sun
Now it's light is dwindling
Like the darkest night.
Not even a moonbeam
In sight.

I don't know the exact moment
Love began its descent
I must have been occupied
With other things.
I guess saying sorry now
Just won't cut it, eh?
Are you saying it might?
Should I take your silence
As an opening to state my case?

Words and actions
Could I touch you
With my hands?
To emphasize my affection.
Could I kiss you
Soft little kisses
Almost nibbling
To show that I want
One more bite
One last shot at you
Who once was the apple
Of my eye
And vice versa?

When little gestures
Do not have their desired affect
Should I act with more urgency
To show I have become
Desperate?

What is the test?
What is the measurement
That I have to pass
That I have to exceed
For your love to reappear?
What source of fuel
Must I use for love
To be rekindled?

Is it best to let things go
Go the way
Of many a lost day
Days we once spent together
Now they will be
Just tombstones
In love's graveyard.
Markers of the past.
Not to be resurrected.

I want a museum!
Not a graveyard or mausoleum.
I want a place that
Adds exhibits!
Not one that has stone etchings.
I want pictures
I want paintings
I want them to be vivid depictions.
Of a love that is on going
That continues
That is living!

Have I made a dent?
Have my words and deeds
Been received
Their intent achieved?
Can our love once again
Be splendid?
Let it so be
Let it so be.
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Seeing A Friend Again. A Poem
Posted:Feb 7, 2019 12:25 pm
Last Updated:Feb 13, 2019 5:43 pm
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I meet you at the door
We embrace first
Then kiss
It's been a long
Time since
Such an action
Between the two of us.
Years even.

You talk
Seemingly a mile a minute
It's your way
It's a breath of fresh air
To hear a man's voice
So knowledgeable
But also innocent.
I know your demeanor
As it reaches into my soul.

Your heart is pure
A heart of gold
Nary a bad thought
Toward others
Whom you wish
Peace of mind
And happiness
A tenet of your Buddism.

I will enjoy your presence
I will be in the moment.
I would be a fool
To do less.

Thank you for coming
Thank you my friend.
It's very good
To see you again.
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Bob Marley's Music And Lemonade
Posted:Feb 6, 2019 10:40 pm
Last Updated:Feb 11, 2019 7:03 pm
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Bringing back the joy.
One thought at a time.
Then eureka!
It reemerges!
It is like a spring!

Bob Marley's music
His Birthday on the 6th of February.
Remembering the joy
Of his Three Little Birds song
And what it meant
To the 2013 Red Sox baseball team.
The walk up music
Of Shane Victorino.
It was a rallying cry
For the team and fans
And the city who had suffered
When the Boston Marathon was bombed.
"Don't worry about a thing,
Cause every little thing is gonna be alright."
Yes, those words had the hope
We all longed for!

Who am I but a peon?
I have had a lapse of joy
In my thoughts.
I have had a dry spell
Of thinking positive.
But I can get it back
It just takes a crack!
In my lackadaisical armor.
A piercing that can be
Minute in nature.
But it happens!

And voila!
It can appear!
Something breaks the fogginess
A clearing of the atmosphere.!

I know what would help
So much more.
Getting something back that
Was lost.
But I will end my mourning!
Shelve it for the time being.

And I will be confronting
Those negative thoughts
Head on!
For who else can do that?
But me, myself?

If you have never been
Where I am
If you have never been low
From disappointment
Or loss.
Then congratulations!
You are a lucky bastard!
If you can't understand
The place I have gone.
Don't lack empathy.
Unless that is something
You never want shown
For yourself.

When the world gives you lemons
Make lemonade! They say.
But I like mine with a little sugar
And it can't be made without water.
So those ingredients need
To be brought to you in some way.

Today the ingredients were
Brought to me via the music
Of Bob Marley
And a remembrance.
I will savor the sweetness
That is also tart.
It is a life lesson.
That I will take to heart.
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Satisfaction Of The Physical Kind A Poem
Posted:Feb 4, 2019 12:29 am
Last Updated:Feb 10, 2019 7:38 pm
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We will flirt
And we will fling
But what will it
Ultimately bring?

Will I be satisfied?
Time will tell
But will it only
Be physical?

My mind is not turned on.
I know this in advance.
He has little in common
With most of my interests.
So I don't see this lasting
More than a few play dates.

I just wish I could find
Someone who was more aligned
With my heart and mind
Until then I guess
I will settle for satisfaction
Of the physical kind.
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The Rights Of Songs In My Heart And Head A Poem
Posted:Feb 3, 2019 1:35 am
Last Updated:Feb 10, 2019 11:37 pm
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He took some of
The music from me
Has such a thing happened to you?
You had joy in one moment
Only for the next to lose?

When songs become associated
With a love interest
How does one get
Those songs back
As if new?
How can they become unhooked?

Disassociation of a song
Is there some trick
That one can learn?
Or technique?
Almost surgical
In that it would
Need precision.

I will have to look into
Some psychological gimmicks
Perhaps Anthony Robbins
Has the gist of it
With his Neuro-Linguistic programming.

I want those songs back
To enjoy without thoughts
Of him and his rejection
Ruining them.
I can be pragmatic
In that he had some significance
But I don't want him to own
Too much of my existence.
I don't want him to own
The rights of those songs
In my heart and head.
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Words To Describe Feelings A Poem
Posted:Feb 3, 2019 1:14 am
Last Updated:Feb 3, 2019 10:40 pm
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I used to feel
And then the words
Would be revealed.
Like some clues given
And a mystery solved.
Words appeared
To describe what was
In my heart and mind.

Some needed tweaking
So Google was employed
Doing its due diligence
To fine tune words
Into the context
To which they belonged.

I would give a farthing
Or some cents
Or a few dollars
Perhaps even a fistful
To have those words
At the ready
To do their job.
Will you words
Do as you are told?
Make sense of feelings
By adequately describing them?
Not leaving them bereft
But by disclosing their intent
It is an offering
I hope they accept
And I succeed in my attempt.
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Two Track Mind A Poem
Posted:Jan 31, 2019 12:01 am
Last Updated:Feb 2, 2019 10:56 pm
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My mind is on two tracks.
Ever the romantic
And the other
The pragmatic.

One will accept just sex.
The other wants
So much more!
The sun, the moon, the stars!
To be loved
And understood
As well as fucked
Well and good!

Pragmatic me
Goes through the motions.
Poetry in this mode
Is not flowery
And flowing.
But practical
Discussing the physical
Side of needs.

Romantic me?
Ah she is still there
But hiding within dreams.
Wondering if she dare
Voice her opinion
For the world to see
Subject to ridicule
For wanting something rare
A love that is true
And unique.
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After The Dejection A Poem
Posted:Jan 30, 2019 11:51 pm
Last Updated:Jan 31, 2019 10:29 am
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He rewrote his profile.
I am not sure he ever
Shared with me
Some of the things he said
On this updated version.
Just activities he liked doing.
These actually made him
Seem more human.

Oh boy do I know how
I fell for that insinuation
That there was more
Than just selfishness.
But I was sadly mistaken.
As it was proven
He had little regard
For other people's feelings.

I will get over him
But still it hurts
That effing rejection
That practically came
Out of nowhere.
From a wonderful date
To utter dejection.

I should breathe
A sigh of relief
That I was spared
More of his time
That can now be
Shared with other guys
Who have some things
He was missing
Empathy
And understanding.
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