If You Would Like To Leave Me A Personal Message
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Posted:Oct 10, 2015 4:05 pm
Last Updated:Feb 2, 2019 10:33 pm 139688 Views
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"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
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Posted:Mar 14, 2018 9:39 pm
Last Updated:Feb 7, 2019 10:58 pm 22236 Views
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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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The Best Is Yet To Come A Poem
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Posted:Feb 19, 2019 8:03 pm
Last Updated:Feb 21, 2019 10:29 pm 122 Views
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Written in 2016
The Best Is Yet To Come
We have been told, By many a person We have been sold On the notion That the best is yet to come. But I have begun To fret and wonder If I am going to be The exception.
Most say with derision Been there Done that Thinking that experience Old hat. And I too chime in With that phrase On occasion.
But what if that was it? What if that was the best? When we were young We had life by the horns. We had less fears We had less qualms.
What happened? We hit some road blocks We encountered obstacles. We got pricked by thorns When we took time To smell the roses.
But there are other flowers! There are wonderful views We can see from our detours. Someone tell me what is so bad About wild flowers? What is so bad about A road with less traffic? It may not be the fastest But the ride might be More pleasant.
The best may be yet to come That may indeed be true for you. But don't let today Be a total bust Your breath is your ticket To a glorious ride. You have a seat On the ferris wheel of life Would that it were named In BOLD LETTERS CARPE DIEM! More would take notice And the best may be yet to come.
But guess what? They do say What comes around Goes around Does it apply In this circumstance? Would that the best Of the past Meets it's it match In a future with Many a great experience.
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Crumbs A Poem
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Posted:Feb 19, 2019 7:46 pm
Last Updated:Feb 21, 2019 10:23 pm 92 Views
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I wrote this poem in 2015
Crumbs
She was supposed to be like other women She was supposed to let only slips of herself Be dropped like crumbs on a trail, For a man to find his way to her. But she was too impatient She had waited so very long in the past Without any kind of action Inaction and hesitation were anathema to her, Yes, it harshly had been a curse. Self imposed at times Other times imposed by circumstance. So now that she was free Free to pursue her desires and dreams She seemed to fall too hard and fast, She seemed to fall for a guy with ease.
But give her some praise For finally being bold enough to move Give her some praise for offering the whole cake, To take chances she had only dreamt of previously For acting and seizing the day. But like many a lover of old and new She more often than not has played the fool.
She saw the best in her love interest She saw what she wanted to see, Sometimes true colors are revealed promptly Other times it may take a few weeks.
Starting with crumbs Can end up being a crumby thing indeed But starting off with the whole cake Can end the same way.
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Sunday Morning And Leonard Cohen Songs A Poem
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Posted:Feb 17, 2019 7:33 am
Last Updated:Feb 17, 2019 9:23 pm 179 Views
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I clicked on the link recommended A new Dido song So I listened It was a pleasant diversion Her voice soothing.
I left YouTube open It went on to another selection One by Leonard Cohen And then another. So my Sunday morning Wash awash with His gruff sensuality. His sensual brilliance It stimulated On multiple levels The mind And beyond.
Yes that is the essence Of a Leonard Cohen song.
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You Became Numb. A Poem
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Posted:Feb 17, 2019 7:22 am
Last Updated:Feb 17, 2019 9:25 pm 170 Views
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I tried to get You to care But you lost That ability. Not sure when Being numb Became your Modus operandi But it happened. And I am not the one Who can reverse it. I do not possess The tools Or the explosives To jar you from Your present inclination.
Should I hold out hope That the universe Will do what I can't do? I just wish people Were not so cavalier When it came To connecting And matters of the heart.
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Say Goodbye To Frivolity. A Poem
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Posted:Feb 16, 2019 1:46 am
Last Updated:Feb 18, 2019 11:00 pm 224 Views
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Say goodbye to frivolity It costs too much It takes too much Out of me. I cannot be cavalier I cannot act As if I have no cares.
They say let loose Have fun Live a little. I did that And I lost myself.
So caution is back I could say it was fun While it was absent But always in The back of my mind Was an acknowledgement This was not What I truly wanted. I was settling For something far less Than was optimum.
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In Between Now And Then. A Poem
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Posted:Feb 16, 2019 1:30 am
Last Updated:Feb 16, 2019 1:32 am 215 Views
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I have an idea. I am going to Make a plan. It is going to tell The story Of in between Now and then.
You see it will give My mind something To work on Something constructive Instead of Mindless dwelling.
Sure it is just Connecting the dots Of sorts. But it can't hurt
I could do Less reflecting Less contemplating But if I did Who would I be Would I still be me? I want to be able to see How I got from A to B.
An honest assessment Is warranted Even if the only reader Will ever be me.
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The Light Exchange. A Poem
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Posted:Feb 14, 2019 2:47 am
Last Updated:Feb 16, 2019 9:45 am 310 Views
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A beautiful soul Don't you know? One whose light shines Yes you could Even say it glows.
They have the right mix Of caring and kindness They learnt this Through many trying times And tribulations.
My heart goes out to them Even if it was just a whim They know my thoughts Are loving and positive And so they are accepting.
Ever the hugs And good tidings If only virtually given A beautiful soul Is understanding And appreciative For the opposite An opportunity missing To offer light In an exchange.
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This Is What I Need To Remember A Poem
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Posted:Feb 13, 2019 8:02 pm
Last Updated:Feb 14, 2019 2:38 pm 329 Views
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This is a very somber poem. I am going to be facing some harsh realities when some family members pass...It is so hard to face upcoming loss. 
This Is What I Need To Remember
They will all go Leaving us all alone. One by one Some went As if two by two It was comforting to know They had company On their journey That was final.
I will miss them. They were a part Of my life My whole existence And then Memories will be Where they live. Help me face this loss That is upcoming.
Give me strength To see that life Has it's inevitability. Let me feel That purpose Is in being kind To one another That love is what We should remember. Regrets may linger But they should be shelved And replaced with Shiny objects That are brighter! Smiles and happiness The happiest moments Are life's treasures. This I need to remember Yes, through the tears, This is what I should remember.
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At Least You Have A Song A Poem
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Posted:Feb 13, 2019 7:34 pm
Last Updated:Feb 16, 2019 1:19 am 318 Views
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I wish you could think About me like you did When we first Became acquainted.
What has changed? Have you found My faults too much? I am well aware of them But I thought you could Understand where I was coming from.
Life has given me lemons And I am still missing The ingredients To make lemonade I was hoping you could Provide some of them. I was a fool To think this way. What a shame!
Alas those emotions Alas those thoughts Will be discontinued Like some out Of date product That is no Longer fashionable. They will be replaced With something Of different packaging. You know what they say? Life goes on... Add Ob la di Ob la da And at least you Have a song.
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To Resurrect Your Love A Poem(Written in 2016)
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Posted:Feb 12, 2019 9:26 pm
Last Updated:Feb 13, 2019 6:51 pm 567 Views
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A Love Poem
Not really Valentine's Day Celebrating...
To Resurrect Your Love
What can I say That has not already been said? I once was your love But now that love is gone Is it dead?
Love that once began So wonderfully bright Like the morning sun Now it's light is dwindling Like the darkest night. Not even a moonbeam In sight.
I don't know the exact moment Love began its descent I must have been occupied With other things. I guess saying sorry now Just won't cut it, eh? Are you saying it might? Should I take your silence As an opening to state my case?
Words and actions Could I touch you With my hands? To emphasize my affection. Could I kiss you Soft little kisses Almost nibbling To show that I want One more bite One last shot at you Who once was the apple Of my eye And vice versa?
When little gestures Do not have their desired affect Should I act with more urgency To show I have become Desperate?
What is the test? What is the measurement That I have to pass That I have to exceed For your love to reappear? What source of fuel Must I use for love To be rekindled?
Is it best to let things go Go the way Of many a lost day Days we once spent together Now they will be Just tombstones In love's graveyard. Markers of the past. Not to be resurrected.
I want a museum! Not a graveyard or mausoleum. I want a place that Adds exhibits! Not one that has stone etchings. I want pictures I want paintings I want them to be vivid depictions. Of a love that is on going That continues That is living!
Have I made a dent? Have my words and deeds Been received Their intent achieved? Can our love once again Be splendid? Let it so be Let it so be.
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Seeing A Friend Again. A Poem
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Posted:Feb 7, 2019 12:25 pm
Last Updated:Feb 13, 2019 5:43 pm 821 Views
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I meet you at the door We embrace first Then kiss It's been a long Time since Such an action Between the two of us. Years even.
You talk Seemingly a mile a minute It's your way It's a breath of fresh air To hear a man's voice So knowledgeable But also innocent. I know your demeanor As it reaches into my soul.
Your heart is pure A heart of gold Nary a bad thought Toward others Whom you wish Peace of mind And happiness A tenet of your Buddism.
I will enjoy your presence I will be in the moment. I would be a fool To do less.
Thank you for coming Thank you my friend. It's very good To see you again.
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