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It’s been about 5 or 6 yrs. since I’ve been in a classroom, which means I am no longer bound to hmwk., papers, or lectures. Truth be told, I miss it so much my heart and brain- or better yet, my mind babies, often sit at a table in the back of my soul and cry into a puddle of whiskey and congealed dreams and tears. (The glasses for the whiskey were broken in a fit of false hope and melancholy many moons ago). 
Given my plight, I find myself unable to read “for fun” as the bookish call it; I find myself as a knight, with sword drawn, ready to slay a dragon. I am armed with a pencil and post its or a journal- ready to transcribe my conversations with my book- friends! 
I try to read without formally conversing with my book confidants but I fail miserably! Tonight I ended up swapping battle scars with W. H. Auden’s Lectures on Shakespeare, in particular- the seemingly political but cacophony of sound that is Coriolanus.
I won’t bore you with the details but hopefully the lecture and I will be friends in the end. This despite the fact I will leave Auden’s Lectures to do battle with Shakespeare’s Coriolanus himself. And then on to the land of Asimov’s Guide to Shakespeare… in any case, the journey will have me scaling an Ivory Tower when in fact- “there is no Ivory Tower,” or so said the keeper of keys and wisdom in graduate school.

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i have already watched a bit of tv and read from two books- Sinatra biography & book on Symbols, etc. now i’m not sure what to do… it sounds silly i am sure but i’m not awake enough to continue reading but i’m not sleepy enough to attempt sleep. i suppose that explains what i am doing online blogging, but then i don’t even know what to blog about exactly! grrr.

perhaps i will try a poem?!

 

i tripped on the milky way

and fell into my cosmic center

i wiped star dust from my knees 

and looked up, into cloudy arms of the galaxy

i coughed up signs of life

and saw myself beat the speed of light

comets came my way

but my supernova kept them at bay

i became a telescope

for crag-like dreams

and airy hope.

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… now some time ago i was in wee stages of creating a blog of my creative works. i think a break up had something to do with it but i refuse to say it was my main inspiration for wanting to share my poetic nuggets of mind babies.

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it’s now day 14 into my Halloween Project and i must say i am pleased that i have stuck by my desire to share a new poem each day, leading up to Halloween 🙂 much of what i have written does not surprise me in the sense that it stems from the morbid humor or side of me. i suspect that this quasi-gloom cotton candy cloud dwells within each of us yet i highly doubt many are as ready to admit and accept that side of them as i and others have. i tend to think people have a light and dark w/the rest being grey. i just think that some lean more toward one side or the other. that said, some of my writings have come from my hrs. watching paranormal related programming while other poems stem from what i find creepy. now, given that many are not poetry readers or dare i say- readers at all and given that many do not like or have an interest in the paranormal, i would like to thank those that have stumbled on to my word press puddle of thought and would very much like to thank those that have left their comments and such. though i am not a writer in the realm of Poe, Rilke, or Shakespeare, I am a writer and I do take what I write seriously; it holds the same passion for me as some would have for hunting or being in love with their beloved. as a writer and being passionate about their beloved or my mind babies as i like to call them, i am left feeling vulnerable. now it’s not a vulnerability toward people telling me my writing sucks or why bother w/it b/c it’s not like it matters or is something tangible, but rather to the lack of feedback. i’d rather someone tell me my stuff sucks than not hear anything at all. that feedback void leaves me feeling: what the hell? does anyone enjoy my writing other than me?! lol/grrr. 

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