My Utmost Sincerity. A Poem
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Posted:Jul 17, 2019 12:43 am
Last Updated:Jul 17, 2019 5:35 pm
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Sorry to bother you With my inane shit. Once upon a time I wouldn't have. But now I am weak And suffering. Granted it's my own fault I can be so effing stupid.
You listened once Actually it was many times The once refers To a block of time In which your help Was instrumental In keeping from Jumoing off that Proverbial bridge. For I was on edge There is no denying it.
Like I said I am sorry for Being a bother I can say thank you Over and over For your previous Kindness and understanding. I will mean that With the utmost sincerity My gratitude will not be feigned. But will it ever be enough Were I to need your help again?
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Positive Reaction A Poem
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Posted:Jul 16, 2019 10:37 pm
Last Updated:Jul 17, 2019 6:04 pm
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I like people that are positive. It is like they even out For me being negative. I am not always this way I would say it is more like Fifty fifty. I can be like a with glee At times. When I am in the throes Of happiness.
Is it too much for me To tap into their reserve? I sometimes feel guilty That I am doing this. But then they reassure Me that it is all good. They like to share.
How decent! How admirable. How I would so like to be Like them. Some days I am And I return the gesture To those with whom I come into contact with.
I like that track Let's keep it going When I stop Another comes along To pick up the slack. How is that for a positive reaction?
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An Ex Contacted Me Today. A Poem
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Posted:Jul 16, 2019 9:23 am
Last Updated:Jul 16, 2019 6:56 pm
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An ex lover Propositioned me tiday. It was tempting As I know all too well What his tongue can do.
He's married now When we saw each Other before Years ago He was single. But even though Sex with me was great He wanted someone else.
I have met his wife She is friends With various relatives She is nice enough All I can see Is that she is Skinnier than me. Yes I really think That is it.
I am in his book As good enough to fuck But beyond that Nothing much.
I really should Hold on to my self respect And tell him Where to go Back to his And his new wife's bed.
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A Tuesday Text. A Poem
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Posted:Jul 16, 2019 8:53 am
Last Updated:Jul 16, 2019 6:16 pm
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It's the day of the week That I can communicate With my ex FWB. A day he was unlikely To be with his new girlfriend.
It's terrible isn't it? How I can't let go? He said he wants To remain my friend. To be able to chat But a topic of conversation I dare not broach Is he new found love. Even if that is indeed The word for it.
I am trying to be honest I am trying To understand What I am feeling Deep down inside of me
The pain of his rejection Is it going away? Am I burying it? Or am am feeding False hopes Of a reconciliation. It's a case of not Wanting to let go Of something that felt So comfortable And wonderful. Even though I have to... With a man Who found me less than his ideal
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Looking At My Former Life A Poem
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Posted:Jul 15, 2019 11:28 pm
Last Updated:Jul 18, 2019 12:38 pm
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Do you ever wonder What it would be like If you had taken A different path A different route? Of course you have It is human nature think of what Could have been.
But I am tortured By them Will it lead to madness? I have a fear of this. Is this a form Of anxiety? Is there a term For wanting to go Back in time And do a different thing?
Therapists can they rescue me? Will someone get through With a life jacket or preserver To keep me from drowning In my thoughts Of what could have been? I do not want to resort To medication. That is such a crutch! At least my suffering Is my own and genuine. But by the token At this point I am playing a part Of an outsider To my former life. Like that scene With Ebenezer Scrooge In a Christmas Carol.
The lesson in that story Is what I should take away You can't change the past. It is yesterday by definition Today and tomorrow Are what we are given If we remain among the living.
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Smiley Faces And Shooting Stars A Poem
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Posted:Jul 15, 2019 10:39 pm
Last Updated:Jul 15, 2019 11:50 pm
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Smiley faces, Do they ever go places? Do they ever Get see in person The person they are meant for Or do they just get lost In the interwebs? Just imagine all those faces What would be their ? Millions or billions?
What are we creating? An emoticon population That serves their purpose once They are not complaining Their use was their birth. They might realize this And cease exist.
Yes of course that is What happens. Emoticons are inanimate And their intent Is what spurred Their creation And like a shooting star They burn But they were seen And that is what matters.
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No Real Life Liaison A Poem
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Posted:Jul 15, 2019 10:12 pm
Last Updated:Jul 16, 2019 8:38 am
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We slept on a slight misunderstanding I was a little hurt from a conversation. The truth is hard accept sometimes Especially when the fantasy is So gosh darn appealing.
He burst my bubble a bit Saying we most likely Will never be more than friends. You see he was being led By his better angels. The devil spurred him on too. But he had the will power To say no to those actions.
He had so much to offer But his heart was not going To break another's. He knew how that felt And he did not want To cause undue pain To someone else.
I applaud his integrity How could I not? It was one of the reasons I liked him so much. His chivalry His willingness to help When I am a damsel in distress When I was a mess From a lover's rejection.
Love would be so easy with him. We have shared some scenarios So much affection and tenderness So much pleasing one another. So much emotion that Would be bonding.
He knows this could happen With any open hearted woman I am no exception. So he forgoes that deepening That act of connecting.
He remains true to his values. He may be lonely and alone. But he knows the hurt That could come That proverbial opening Of a can of worms If he took that step Toward a real life liaison.
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Writing Poetry About The Man Of My Dreams A Poem
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Posted:Jul 15, 2019 9:16 pm
Last Updated:Jul 16, 2019 8:19 pm
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Do you want be The man of my dreams? The I write Poems about constantly? Do you want be Immortalized in my poetry?
You will be the first you know. All the others that came before They failed appreciate The poems I wrote for And about them. cares about a silly Woman's ravings and rantings About love and sex. They did not possess Romantic notions Or romantic bones.
It is okay I can do it myself It is my hobby My passion That you may not Care share I suppose we have Other things In common. They will have suffice. But know that if Your mind opens up My poetry will be there.
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Peace To Your Mind A Poem
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Posted:Jul 14, 2019 9:57 pm
Last Updated:Jul 15, 2019 8:26 pm
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Peace To Your Mind Written in 20
We all have troubles We all have stress We all have someone We love Who we miss.
If only that person Were here Beside us. Offering the comfort Offering words of wisdom. Or just listening As we vent. Giving us a hug Or a soft gentle touch.
I hope your thoughts Get some relief When you sleep. You get the rest You so desperately need. Recuperative Restorative For the ahead. Your bed is the place That offers That oh so necessary Soft landing. And peace. To your mind is given.
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No Good Replacements A Poem
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Posted:Jul 14, 2019 9:47 pm
Last Updated:Jul 15, 2019 7:28 pm
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Okay so no good replacements Have come my way. It is going on weeks Since I was told He had an interest In somebody Other than me.
I had a good option but He is not in the best of health. He was very complimentary I will always remember him Calling me awesome And wonderful. But now due to his health issues We won't be able to see Each other for a few months.
There have been other dates That will go nowhere Just not possible For a variety of reasons. There have been some propositions That were mighty tempting. But what might be giving in To momentary pleasure They are not what I want ultimately.
So that is my non progress In a nutshell. Summer will fly by With nothing to show for it. Just the passing of time. Which with my vulnerable state Might be the most Optimal thing.
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He Came Back A Poem
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Posted:Jul 14, 2019 9:27 pm
Last Updated:Nov 17, 2019 10:33 pm
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He Came Back Written in 20
Without fanfare, Without a warning, He took his leave . No goodbye To ruin the moment.
When she realized He was gone. She silently said farewell. Hoping he came back Once more.
And he did He forget something. He found her He said this "I left earlier Without." And then he placed a kiss Upon her lips. His hands upon her . How delicate.
Emotion Swelled in both their eyes His and her hands trembling A moment Almost lost But made more memorable For it's surprise.
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Could Have Been A Memorable Day A Poem
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Posted:Jul 14, 2019 3:50 pm
Last Updated:Jul 14, 2019 9:52 pm
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It could have been a day remember For it's sensuality And lovemaking Had a certain fellow Had his way. But I nixed those plans In the bud. This man was a stranger me. I needed know him better.
Oh the chats we had. I wrote poetry in texts. Nothing grand But the simplicity had merit In it's descriptiveness.
Alas, I am still nursing My broken heart How can I jump into bed With another so soon? I know it can be done And in the past I might have But I am learning a lesson. What I want Is not a one night stand Or a few Which is a fling. I want something with longevity Time being spent Not just in bedroom activities.
This new man did not have That ability. He was all about Making me have A sensually memorable day I cannot fault him entirely. We are adults can Do this kind of When we are free of thoughts Of future expectations.
That is not my present mentality I want a man respects Me enough understand What would make me most happy. And not shortchange me Yes, I want the whole package! Love and a companion With the most freaking amazing Sex life you can imagine!
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Bad News Via Google Again A Poem
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Posted:Jul 13, 2019 10:54 am
Last Updated:Jul 14, 2019 3:02 pm
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God damn internet Google can be The devil incarnate When bad news is met When you search For long lost friends.
It happened today A man I knew from college Someone so wonderful I have thought of With fondness for decades. I learned the sad news That he passed away From lung cancer in 2016 At the age of 52.
The memories will remain Of his being a big brother to me At a U. Penn fraternity. How he was a sexy senior And I a little naive Freshman. I had a crush on him But I was way out of his league. He could have any lady With his movie star looks. Seriously he looked like Nick Nolte In Nolte's good years.
His name was kind of funny I mean if you heard it You would think him The biggest nerd. But he was far from that. The geeks wished they had Half his charm.
I have often told the story Of wearing a skirt and heels At one of our formal frat parties How Landon offered to give me A ride on his motorcycle From the fraternity house To my dorm many blocks away. Yes, that was my first time On a motorcycle. My next time was when I was In my forties And wouldn't you know I was wearing a skirt again. I will have to learn my lesson About proper attire.
There always seems to be That person you think of As the coolest person But that was half the story When their kindness was Just as well developed As their exterior looks. He was gorgeous inside And out.
I always wanted to think of him As living the high life With a perfect family With and a wife. According to his obituary That may have been the case. They have my sincere condolences If he was the man I thought him to be. May he now rest in peace.
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