bloglikecrazy… (ch)Risk day 3 9 Jun 201512 Mar 2016 Saturday, Nov. 3 -- Write something risky. You know, that post you've always wanted to write but didn't because you're afraid of how your readers will react. You're afraid of…
feelings from long ago...… Looking In (sic) [my FIRST poem] 28 Sep 201321 Oct 2013 It seems like I have posted this previously…but I cannot locate it, so I am posting it again(?). This is the very first poem I ever wrote. I remember it…
feelings from long ago...… 8|16|00 28 Sep 201320 Mar 2014 LIES RUSH OVER ME THE COLDNESS STEALS MY BREATH THE ACID BURNS my heart in the pit of my stomach my pulse races almost as if in a rhythmic pattern…
feelings from long ago...… 6|12|00 28 Sep 201320 Mar 2014 (again, I never thought I could feel so strongly for another man in my entire life. I was even honest with the New Yorker, and told him that Pooky was…
explanation… 5|14|00 (4Pooky) 28 Sep 201320 Mar 2014 NAMES HAVE BEEN CHANGED TO PROTECT THE [not so] INNOCENT : ) I wrote this for Pooky almost 15 years ago...these words are so true for the newest (and FINAL…
feelings from long ago...… 4|14|01 29 Apr 20133 Aug 2013 And it’s the last thing I wanted to say the only thing I knew to do. Why didn’t you stop me? God how I believed in you. I think you’re…
feelings from long ago...… 3|6|01 29 Apr 20136 May 2013 My first TRUE love. That is a lot of the reason that I am going to share things I wrote so long ago. It helps me to understand myself…and in…
feelings from long ago...… January 28, 2001 28 Apr 201311 Mar 2020 “I’M NOT SAYIN’ THERE WAS (sic) NOTHING WRONG, (sic) I JUST DIDN’T THINK YOU’D EVER GET TIRED OF ME.” I JUST DID’NT (sic) WANNA LET YOU GET AWAY (from me)…
feelings from long ago...… November 24, 2000 28 Apr 201331 Aug 2013 Sometimes I wonder Are they right? Is the hand I hold the one that holds me down? They don’t know you. Do I really know me? I see forever with…
feelings from long ago...… LOOKING IN 28 Apr 201313 May 2013 This is the first poem I wrote; I wrote it on a typewriter. It doesn’t have a date; but I can envision myself typing it and where I was. I…
On my mind (again?) 