Thursday, July 31, 2014

I wear your name across my heart

I wear your name across my heart, without a bit of guile.  I know you don't love me, and I never thought you would.  But I can't control my own soul, my own fire inside.  I long to be the one you love, but now, the end has begun.  And I can never let the memory of you, fade away.  Fade away.

I've been forgiven, forgotten, regretted, and thought rotten.  But I endure.  For I know the end, and there is nothing there, worth not loving.

I have no voice, but I have a choice.  I can stop loving you, and pass from this existence, or I can love you, regardless of your persistence of forgetting me.  

God...  you know I have no pride.  I have no shame.  I surrender by the inch inside.
But I love you.
Now, forever more.

Sunday, July 13, 2014

I choose to survive

Some people believe that what they do for work does not define them.  Others want to make you feel less than them for the station they have reached in life. And then there is me, who makes so little money that it wouldn't help a hungry man buy food.  I cannot make other people understand who and what I am.  So I am going to choose to survive, to move forward, to continue, and to write regardless of anyone understanding it, liking it, buying it, or thinking about it.   This might seem foolhardy.  It might seem that I am whining by speaking about this, but what I am hoping to do is to make a mission statement, and a life statement.

I am a writer.  I write poems every day of my life.  I never get writer's block.  And if I am forged in the creative fire to write, even if you consider me to be a bad writer, I must write.  Society sanctions our labor by paying for it.  So I write without sanction of popularity or wealth.  The truth is, I am not a popular writer, nor a popular person.  But what that means is that I must write in spite of all that, rather than change for the world's sake. I might be unimportant, and perhaps untalented in other people's eyes.  But I believe that we are given purpose, and I embrace that.  So no matter how empty and unsatisfying and poor my life might seem to others, I embrace my purpose, I embrace the cost, and I choose to survive.

Friday, July 11, 2014

Who am I? Someone who is loved by two furry friends.

Hello friends. Please meet my girls,  Katya and Sophia.  They are found deep within my heart, and my soul is intertwined with them.