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Posted:Oct 10, 2015 4:05 pm
Last Updated:Jun 13, 2018 5:29 pm
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"It's Personal."

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Explaining My Poetry Style
Posted:Mar 14, 2018 9:39 pm
Last Updated:May 27, 2018 8:06 am
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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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He Wants To Look Into My Eyes. A Poem
Posted:Jun 22, 2018 4:07 pm
Last Updated:Jun 23, 2018 12:55 pm
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He said he wanted
To look into my eyes
As he entered me.
Did that statement
Ever send shivers
Down my spine!
You can imagine!

I am sure my eyes
Would be glazed
With anticipation
And soon thereafter
Full of passion.

Their greenness darker
Like a forrest.
As inside of me
I am lusher
And ready to burst
At any moment.
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My Mind Weight. A Poem
Posted:Jun 22, 2018 9:55 am
Last Updated:Jun 23, 2018 8:55 am
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I am here at the park
Just sitting in my car
I need to make an effort
I need to steel myself up
To open the door
Step out
And begin to walk.

You might have been
In my place
Once upon a time
Where inaction
Wins the battle
In your mind.
Where inertia
Was your modus operandi
Or am I unique?

I had energy in the past
It bounded out of me
I was raring to go
Like my little dog
When we set off on our walk.
But some days
My pace is ever so slow
A turtle
Would have no trouble
Keeping up.

I have goals
I want to achieve
To get back to my old weight
To get back to
My old pace
Of daily miles.

They made people smile
And look at me
And say no way
They were incredulous.
Looking back I can see
How that does seem impossible
From someone
Of my deconditioned state.

Alas I only have me
No one to whom
I can delegate
The exercise task
My mind is an added weight
Truthfully it could
Indeed be the one
That weighs the most.
It all adds up
It's refusal to
Embrace motivation
And coordinate my actions.
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Softening After Hardness. A Poem
Posted:Jun 22, 2018 7:50 am
Last Updated:Jun 22, 2018 1:53 pm
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I want to soften him
But only in certain moments
And only towards me
After we celebrate his hardness
And it's gloriousness.

He is so tough
He let's few folks in
His exterior
Nearly impenetrable.
That is where I need
To make inroads.
Somehow.

I could just take
What he has to give
And be satisfied.
But really would I?
I feel I would be missing out
On an important part of him
Can you guess which part?
If you guessed his heart
You would be right.

So softening
Opening up to me
Sharing tenderness
After incredible passion
I want that!
I guess you could say
I want all of him
As I give no less!
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Contemplation Of Procrastination. A Poem
Posted:Jun 22, 2018 7:28 am
Last Updated:Jun 22, 2018 1:54 pm
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The time is getting on
I am not on a count down
I just know
Precious moments
Are lost
As I sit procrastinating.
Thinking about all the stuff
I have to do
Will action take charge
And harness time to thought?
Or will it still be
On it's seeming boycott?
As if to say
You as in me
Has not the right goods?

I am here
But in my mind
I am miles away
And ahead
Of all those mundane chores.
We have all been there
It's the quagmire
Of action and energy
Time and thought.
All this contemplation
May end up
In the trash heap
Of history
If forces come to bear
Whether invisible
Or tangible
They come
And complete
The marching orders.
And I can smile
With relief
Instead of frown
With worry
And despair.
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A Charming Man And His Endearment For Me. A Poem
Posted:Jun 21, 2018 7:44 am
Last Updated:Jun 23, 2018 8:52 am
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He has become
One of my favorite people
As he and I
Have created a new
Morning ritual.

His endearment is like fuel
How can something so simple
Have such an impact?
How could it have
Garnered such importance
In such a short time?

It is not just the word
He calls me
It is the mood
It fosters
I am testing waters
Testing boundaries
Of thought.
As he offers a sounding board
His endearment
Is a kind of allowance
That few have afforded.
Even though they easily could.

It's easy
It's fluid
It's heartwarming
Such are descriptions
Of our conversations.
I am counting my blessings
I am counting my stars
As lucky
All because
I chat with a man
Who is ever so charming
And calls me by
An endearment
That lifts me up.
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His Rejection Still Stings. A Poem
Posted:Jun 21, 2018 12:43 am
Last Updated:Jun 21, 2018 4:34 am
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It's painful looking back
Upon our numerous text messages
Granted there were many laughs
But also the hurtful things
He said
In the guise of being honest.

He said we were
Not a match.
We could be friends
But if sex came into
The picture
He doubts I could handle
The fact that we were not
Boyfriend and girlfriend.

He always said
Don't take it personally.
It was just where
He was at.
But how could I not think
It was due to
Something I lacked?

Then one day
He really spoke the truth
Of how very little
He thought of me
I was not from
His socioeconomic class
I was not as educated.
That was the criteria
He had to have met
To be considered
To be his girlfriend.

Why does reading
This from over a year ago
Still hit me so hard
In my gut?
It is all there
In black and white
And highlighted
Why I am inferior
And will always be.

Most people would
Call him a first class jerk.
The funny thing is
He would agree.
He knows himself
You see
These same people
Would Pat me on the back
And say I dodged a bullet
By not getting involved with him.
How right they would be
How right they would be
But even still
His rejection still stings.
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Said Man. A Poem
Posted:Jun 20, 2018 5:48 am
Last Updated:Jun 21, 2018 12:24 am
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It's simple really
This is what
Some folks
Would tell me.
Forget about him.
And move on
To the next man.

It's easier said
Than done
As thoughts
Of said man
Linger on.
I did have hopes
I had made some plans
Well the truth
Is we both had.
I guess he lied
About their importance.

Said man
Can I or should I
Now call him a cad?
He is the one
Who stopped communicating.
He is the one
Who nixed our plans.

It's simple really
So they say
It's time to take
Up fishing again
Or cast a net
To find those
Proverbial men
That are supposedly
As plentiful as fish.
Let's hope they
Or at least some
Take the bait!
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Superlatives. A Poem
Posted:Jun 20, 2018 5:31 am
Last Updated:Jun 23, 2018 12:55 pm
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It's a wicked pissah
As we say in New England
But such a phrase
Can be used
For good or bad.
But either way
It has added emphasis.

I prefer wicked awesome
For the affirmative
Awesome is a word
I have come to adore.
But it has mellowed
In my mind over time.
I think I need a new superlative
Although I do have
My esoteric exclamation
Of wunderbar! Ausgeseitnicht!
Which is German
For wonderful! Excellent!
I also use the phrase
Cool beans!
For something wonderful
That has or is about
To transpire.
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There Is Beauty In Me. A Poem
Posted:Jun 19, 2018 5:59 am
Last Updated:Jun 20, 2018 5:21 am
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There is beauty in me
If only this
I could believe
Instead I look
Outside
When I should
Look within
Build upon
Such a beautiful thought
Use it as a foundation
A springing board
To dive in
Take a swim
How glorious
Would it finally feel
To actually believe it?
Not to become vain
That would be insane
Coming from my current place
But only to regain
A modicum
Of self confidence.
And replace my negative
Self assessment.
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Fool Or Not For Love A Poem
Posted:Jun 19, 2018 5:50 am
Last Updated:Jun 19, 2018 6:04 am
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I am a fool for love
So much so
I could write books
And songs.
All my past infatuations
That went nowhere
All those rejections
That still haunt and sting
Some even bringing
Fresh tears.

What if anything
Will it take
For a love of mine
To be reciprocated?
Not being unrequited
Like in the past?
Is it just my choice in men?
Is something so
Utterly broken
And unlovable
About me?
Is it an unpardonable sin
To want to be loved?
That once they see
How they affect my heart
In the other direction they run?
Is it thought some kind of trap?

Being a fool for love
One must sharpen
Their tongues
And virtual pens
To Lamentations.
They don't necessarily need
To be shared with the world
Unless someone
Is seeking commiseration.
Alas, I fall into that category
Quite often.

I should feel relief
In one respect
I have thankfully
Never had
An abuser
Or a stalker
Not to make light
Of another's terrible experience
Just taking solace in
Not furthering
My own suffering.

Fool or not
Love is what
I seek
And have sought
With success
Little to none.
Fool that I am
I am not ready to give up.
Won't you please
Wish me luck.
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Inspirational Morning And Evening Chats A Poem
Posted:Jun 18, 2018 10:18 pm
Last Updated:Jun 19, 2018 5:18 pm
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I wonder if it will happen again
Some wonderful inspirational conversations.
One in the morning
With a charming foreigner
One at night with someone closer
But who I have not yet met.
Yes both do provide stimulation.

The morning one cerebral
As we discuss experiences
And I write something
That resembles poetry
From them.
Today's had to do with
A summer storm
And a childhood memory.

The night one
Much more sensual.
We occasionally talk on the phone.
We might be working to
That all important meet
To see if the chemistry is real.

His and my chats
Before we go to bed
They are fodder for dreams
That surely get stuck
In our heads.
How he wants to massage me
With coconut oil
How he wants to pay special
Attention to my ass
And then maneuvering to
In between my legs.
My breasts they will
Also be well oiled
Again and again
Just imagining it
Makes them hard
And my nipples erect.
As he mentioned
How he would pinch
And pull on them.
He would not be able
To help himself from
Taking a lick
And a nibble.

So you see that is just a sample
Of our evening chats
If we meet he has promised
That massage soon after
As he knows how my neck is stiff.
He knows that I have
Promised reciprocation
As that is only fair
In the circumstances.
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