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If You Would Like To Leave Me A Personal Message
Posted:Oct 10, 2015 4:05 pm
Last Updated:Aug 14, 2018 2:40 pm

"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:Aug 15, 2018 3:42 pm

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.
Was Today An Aberration? A Poem
Posted:Aug 19, 2018 11:30 pm
Last Updated:Aug 20, 2018 12:01 pm

Tomorrow is another day.
And the truth
Shall set you free?
Will you reveal yourself?
Will you come clean?
For today you
Pretty much avoided me.
Did I do something
To annoy?
Have I become a bore?
Is texting me now a chore?
I have all these questions.
Can you provide
Some answers?

I know there will come
A day without sun
This day looms large
And gray.
When it comes
I will want to hide away.
The day you no longer
Need or want me.

Tomorrow could be bright!
Today only an aberration
You could give me what
I need and want.
Your attention.
Your affection.
Between the two of us.
Show That You Value Me. A Poem
Posted:Aug 19, 2018 10:25 pm
Last Updated:Aug 20, 2018 2:28 am

I figured you were busy.
I didn't want to be a bother.
So I didn't send a message
Now days later.
I wonder
Is it too late to reach out?
Has our window of opportunity
For our connection
Been closed?

This is a question
I often think about.
Should I be the one
To take the initiative?
Should I make the first move?
It's hard because
I fear rejection
Like you don't know!

Make it easier for me
Please never let our
Communication freeze!
For a thaw is not a guarantee.
I can feel ignored
And neglected
And discarded
And those feelings
Have a course to run
Or should that be a curse?
The curse of low self-esteem.
Don't leave me at it's mercy!
Just keep in touch
Show that you value me.
Lust And Communication. A Poem
Posted:Aug 19, 2018 10:09 pm
Last Updated:Aug 19, 2018 11:33 pm

I wanted him to care about me.
I wanted him to want me.
I wanted him to feel an ache
Feel a real need.
To want to talk
And spend time with me.
Like he could not
Get enough.
He had to keep in touch.
Texting and talking
Several times a day
About any and everything.

I could settle for
Lust and communication
If there was an inkling
That there was
Real depth to him.

How do I gauge emotional depth?
If there is affection.
If there is consideration.
If he listens!
He may tell stories
About his life
How he has dealt
With tragedy
With struggle
And strife.
And the depth will reveal itself
Kind of like the bubbling up
Of a spring or an oil well.

While lust and communication
Are important
I would really like
The whole package!
Need you ask
What that entails?
An emotional connection
That resembles love
That ever elusive trait
I have only heard of
And never felt.
Integrity Is Good For One's Soul. A Poem
Posted:Aug 19, 2018 9:52 pm
Last Updated:Aug 19, 2018 10:30 pm

I thought I knew them
I thought they were honest.
I believed their stories
I believed their promises.

But far from it!
The truth when it came
Was like a shock!
I was a fool.
I was so gullible.
It makes me wonder
If they were laughing
At me all along.

Betrayal stings!
You tell me
It doesn't?
I guess one has
To care first
Build up a rapport.
I wish I could change
One person from
Being a lying
Inconsiderate jerk.
Let them see
That life is too short
And integrity Is good
For one's soul.
Overcoming invisibility
Posted:Aug 19, 2018 7:50 am
Last Updated:Aug 19, 2018 7:44 pm

I'm still here
Practically invisible
Blending in
With the woodwork.
I guess I am
Nothing special.

Once upon a time
I thought I had
Some value.
But that thought
Has proven useless
As I have been overlooked.

Should I hope
For a transformation?
A metamorphosis
Of myself?
Or just someone new
Checking me out?

I will let you know
What works
If I am successful
In my new approach.
As I search
For new folks
Or to be seen again
By ones that
Were familiar once.
Reawakening My Excitement. A Poem
Posted:Aug 19, 2018 7:32 am
Last Updated:Aug 19, 2018 12:23 pm

Where has my excitement gone?
Did it disappear when you left?
I didn't realize it was so connected.
But it has proven thus.

I have to re-establish that spark
Rewire my thinking some
Find another source of inspiration.
Someone worthy of my attention.
That is easier said than done.
As I usually mourn the loss
For some time.
Let's hope someone exciting
Comes along
Sooner rather than later.
I am getting bored
Of just masturbating!
I am anxious now
For the reawakening
Of my excitement.
Contemplating Morning Sex. A Poem
Posted:Aug 18, 2018 6:48 am
Last Updated:Aug 19, 2018 7:18 am

It's that time again.
Time to stretch
Naked in my bed again.
Think about
What I would be doing
If you were
With me in my bed.

I would surely
Let out a little mmmmm
As I contemplated
Morning sex.
I might wet my lips
In anticipation.

I can imagine
Another part of me
Getting wet
As my thoughts
Mysteriously engender this
Aroused thoughts travel
From my head
To between my legs.
What a mechanism!

What shall I do next?
Touch and kiss?
Lots of both
To rev your engine.
To create the perfect
Working conditions
For my next phase.

I want your hard cock
In my orifices!
Mouth and then pussy
Getting their share.
Should I be on top
Riding you
Like a cowgirl?
Or should I entice
You to do
The honors
And plunge deep inside?
Mmmmm at that point
My moans would be
So effing prevalent!
I think you would have
Matching groans!

What rhythm ensues!
Do we really
Want this to end?
And for the day
And all it's obligations
To begin?
Not hardly!
But we are starting
It off with a bang
And big smiles
On our faces
As we each climax!
Fuck yes!

Goodness it's fun
Exercising my imagination
In a morning
Sex contemplation.
Lament Of The LocalSex Adult Personals Unicorn. A Poem
Posted:Aug 17, 2018 8:55 am
Last Updated:Aug 18, 2018 9:12 am

It's been three years
Since I got back
On the horse
Started meeting guys
And having sex.
I have done
My share of experiments.
I have plenty of stories
That I may tell
Or keep to myself.
It really depends
On my audience.

I've had some laughs
And of course some orgasms.
But I wish it was more
I wish I had found
The LocalSex Adult Personals unicorn.

I know he exists
Because I read about him
In blogs and even on
Some profiles
But those unicorns
Were already partnered
And that is the point.

The LocalSex Adult Personals unicorn
Is simply a man
Who wants a relationship
Of a decent length.
Not an NSA
Or one night stand
Or a FWB
Or a fuck buddy.
He wants something substantial
He wants to do
Activities outside of the bedroom.
He might actually want
To feel
An emotional connection.

I could lament
Ad nauseum.
But what would that get?
Would a unicorn appear?
And say
Don't worry
Have no fear
I heard your plea
And I am now here?

That would be great!
That would be ideal!
But it is a fairy tale.
It is fanciful.
Don't I know this
All too well!
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I Wish I Could Be With You Tonight. A Poem
Posted:Aug 16, 2018 9:27 pm
Last Updated:Aug 17, 2018 8:33 am

I wish I could
Be with you tonight
Not just talking
Or texting
But in the flesh.

Ah flesh!
Which I would
Like to press
Mine to yours
And vice versa.
Wouldn't that be nice?
sure I could not help
Keeping a smile
Off my face!
After all
My fantasies
Would now become reality.

Oh the practice
I had in my dreams!
How will I fare
With the real thing?
I will do my best!
Bring my A game!
For you are worth it!

I wish I were
With you tonight.
Kissing, touching
Licking, sucking!
And yes ultimately fucking!
And afterwards
Lazily stroking your skin
Nibbling on the fingers
Of your hand
Kissing the parts of you
Within reach
Murmuring nonsense
Or talking about anything.
Yes! Yes! Yes!
All of these actions!
In real time and space!
Not just figments
Of my imagination!
Not just a discussion
Via phone or text!
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A Hopeful Feeling. A Poem
Posted:Aug 16, 2018 7:08 pm
Last Updated:Aug 17, 2018 8:32 am

I feel it again
That hopeful feeling.
It's come over me
Like a warm blanket.
It's all because
He came to his senses.
He apologized
For our disagreement.

It's still a fledgling
This seed of hope
It may grow
And grow
And grow.
Or it may not.

Each day
That it is
Still present
I will treasure it
This gift of hope
For our
Growing relationship.
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I Feel Lonelier Today. A Poem
Posted:Aug 15, 2018 6:56 am
Last Updated:Aug 17, 2018 1:59 pm

I feel lonelier today.
You will not be
A part of my day.
That ended last night
When we had
An altercation.
I wouldn't label it
A fight.

For a guy who
Prides himself
On his strength
You didn't seem
To be able to handle
The truth.
You couldn't see
What to others
Was plainly visible.
You didn't lash out
For that I grateful.
But I the bearer
Of harsh news
And for that I will suffer.

Yes I lonelier today
I sad that
You won't be there for me.
I not strong
I don't pretend to be.
I might be a fool
To be weak
I might be a fool
To think other people
Can help me through.
My times of trouble
And strife
That people can be helpful.

I would have liked
For both of us
To be there for each other.
To fend off
Our demons together
To fight alongside
One another.
But that will no longer
Be possible
For you have shunned me
For telling the truth.
And on my part
Sadness ensues.
As loneliness becomes
My new normal.

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