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If You Would Like To Leave Me A Personal Message
Posted:Oct 10, 2015 4:05 pm
Last Updated:Aug 16, 2019 10:07 am

"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:Jul 16, 2019 2:00 am

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.
Wrenches And Semantics. A Poem
Posted:Aug 18, 2019 7:54 pm
Last Updated:Aug 19, 2019 9:54 pm

Oh the wrenches that get thrown.
God's tool box must be bottomless
An unlimited supply of objects
That could be for good
But end up in the wrong hands
And wrong places.

An euphemism
Just a saying
For unforeseen circumstances.
No need to blow a head gasket
Over semantics.

Take a breath
Good that we can
Do most of the work ourselves
For repair bills
Can be gosh darn expensive.
Not to mention how hard
It is to find a repairman
You can trust.
Prove Kismet Exists. A Poem
Posted:Aug 16, 2019 8:00 pm
Last Updated:Aug 18, 2019 7:55 pm

Does he exist?
The man can match
heart and passion?
Why would the universe
Make me partnerless?

Where is the location?
Where is the time?
Will Kismet be defined?
Oh be upon
Some sign!

Weary am I!
Teary eyed
From a fruitless journey
So far
All in search of a partner
Made of similar star stuff.
We esoteric beings
That the universe made separate
And prove Kismet's existence.
See With A Different Outlook. A Poem
Posted:Aug 16, 2019 10:33 am
Last Updated:Aug 16, 2019 6:58 pm

You see me.
But you don't.
See nearly enough
Of my entirety
To really see
Me clearly.
Yes this is true
Of most people
Wouldn't you agtee?

We judge the outward appearance.
We judge a few actions
Or instances.
We write off a person
As unworthy
Or inadequate.

I am not alone
I am judged
And do some judging
I paint folks with
Broad and narrow strokes
Missing so much
Of the whole person.

Can I be forgiven?
Can I be offered the ?
One would throw away
Offensive and offending things
Never wishing to see them again.
The throw away society
One we live in everyday.
Look past move on
But what if
A saving grace was just
What we or someone needed?
Do not dwell but if
A second chance is proffered
Think it providence
Or coincidence
And take a different approach
See with a new outlook.
Alas we might like what we see
And thank our lucky stars for it.
My Mind The Victor. A Poem
Posted:Aug 11, 2019 5:52 pm
Last Updated:Aug 12, 2019 5:45 pm

I think of you
With less frequency.
It makes sense
You wanted the disconnection
We are no longer
On the wavelength.
Perhaps that in itself
Was an accident.
An aberration.
Ah yes.
It iis clearing up time
Ending misconceptions.
How noble a pursuit.
Like a jousting match
With favor win.
My mind the victor
If the right suitor
Is declared the winner.
My heart afforded protection
Instead of left unattended.
I have to see this
the end.
begin again.
Contemplating That Girl Back Then. A Poem
Posted:Aug 11, 2019 4:13 am
Last Updated:Aug 11, 2019 5:36 pm

I used to get excited
Back in my early twenties.
Ah yes youthful energy.
If only you knew
girl back then.
She was glorious
Nearly fearless
She had goals
And she had plans.
She was a romantic.
But had been depressed
Suffering from some
Sad happenings.
Life moves on
And so could she
Let this girl
Find her heart's desire
Sadly never took place.
All the years
From then to now
Lived with less
Than life's full potential.
The girl now a woman
Tempered disappointment.
Enthusiasm and energy
Taking up less space
In her modus operandi
They show up
Like guests on occasion.
She welcomes them
She likes what they bring
Such a change from boredom
And feeling blah.
The girl gets to make
A reappearance
She the old me
Embraces me with such fierceness.
The warmth is like
I stepped near a furnace.
How welcome.
How welcome.
Please stay for as long
As you possibly can.
For when you go
Dear girl
Life does not have
As much appeal.
I live with so much less zeal.
A zombie coukd be
Mistaken for my twin.
A zombie at least
Has a mission
And keeps walking
Standing still not an option.
I on the other hand
Go through the motions
Wondering what it will take
To jar me back awake.
To have girl back
Like she never left.
Flexing My Romantic Muscles And Bones. a Poem
Posted:Aug 5, 2019 6:45 pm
Last Updated:Aug 11, 2019 3:46 am

To be hopeful.
To be positive.
To be with someone
makes possible.
Its simply awesome.

Its euphoric.
Its smile inducing.
It gives me something
I was so lacking
Enthusiasm for the future.

Not to put the cart
Before the
But pep is in my step
For the first time
In a long while
Allowing me to flex
My romantic muscles
And bones.
Allowing me to attain
Some definition
Hopefully it lasts quite long.
Can He Build A Bridge? A Poem
Posted:Aug 4, 2019 2:34 pm
Last Updated:Aug 5, 2019 6:13 pm

I loved our chat
It was very stimulating.
Here was a man
That wanted everything.
He wanted a connection.
Settling for less
Was out of the question.

I was gung ho
Until our conversation ended.
Then all of my
Self doubts made an entrance.

How could such a suave
Sophisticated person
Ever love me?
He liked all the things
We had in common
Our love of sports and politics
And of course sex.

It was those other traits
That were not so nice
The socio-economic differences
And the distance.
I doubt he could
Build a bridge.

They came between me
And many other men.
It would be wonderful
If he could see past them
And provide solutions
But I cannot hold my breath.
Not To Settle For Just Anybody. A Poem
Posted:Jul 31, 2019 11:21 pm
Last Updated:Aug 6, 2019 11:34 am

A question asked of
What if I am single
years from now?
Could I handle that?
Would it be so awful?

What I want to be
Part of a couple
In a loving relationship
If that does not
Become my reality
Can I deal with
Being on my own?

I manage okay now.
I might whine
And lament being lonely
But I shouldn't settle
For just anybody.
I know being
With the wrong person
Can be miserable.
And being by myself
Is much more preferable.
Pried From My Object Of Affection. A Poem
Posted:Jul 31, 2019 10:56 pm
Last Updated:Aug 1, 2019 9:50 pm

I will get to a place
Of comfort inside
A place not overcome
With regret and sadness
It will take time.
I have that now don't I?
It's not like
I should have healed
By yesterday.

I have done this
Work before
Repair, repair, repair
I am a woman
With strong emotions
That once engaged
Have to seemingly be
Pried from
My object of affection.

The comfort will come eventually
Once I see that the rug
Pulled from
Is not going to be replaced
With the same tattered one.
And that thought
Should and shall
Bring me comfort.
Pics? A Poem
Posted:Jul 31, 2019 10:46 pm
Last Updated:Aug 1, 2019 9:51 pm

An opening message
Hello there
My name is.
With the next
Message being pics?

All I could think of
Was how effing rude
And crude.
And so I messaged back
How I felt.

I tried to instill that manners
Might make things
Much more agreeable
Than looking at people
As their body parts.
Being transactional
Is just not very thoughtful
It is is indicative
Of a Neanderthal
And most women I know
Frankly would be turned off.
He would be lucky to get
A response at all.

I did apologize for my tone
But can you see where
I am coming from?
I really dislike how
The level of discourse
On A.F.F. at times
Is so just so effing rude.
And barring ignoring
The culprits I let a few
Know my thoughts.
Something Special For Your Birthday. A Poem
Posted:Jul 31, 2019 10:32 pm
Last Updated:Aug 1, 2019 9:53 pm

I wish I coukd
Do something special
For your birthday
Besides offer well wishes
Which of course
I genuinely and truly feel.

If wish I could
Make your wish come true
Whatever that may be
Whether it includes me
Or someone else
If you wanted to share
Your day and night with.

It is all about you
And your enjoyment
And happiness.
You my dear friend
Absolutely deserve this.

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