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An author’s note about this work: Many people know I spend a lot of time writing poetry and lyrics outside of my daily photography and music reviews. I thought I’d share today a little bit of my writing process, and how sometimes my roaming thoughts turn into what they are. Here is a little example:
While trying to sell my house I had been doing a lot of packing, painting, and patching. On the particular day this poem was born I had decided to take down all of my wall art. I began removing the nails and patching the holes to prepare for painting. These thoughts were roaming through my mind as I worked…
“As I pull these crooked nails out of these old tired walls all I can think about is my own foolishness. How could I have believed with a nature as impermanent and fluctuating such as mine that I would stay in one place for this long? How am I going to fill all of these holes… and not just the ones in the walls. I need to find a place to heal for a while, a place that can fill the gaping chasms in my heart and soul.”
I immediately stopped and began typing. I just felt like there was something there, but I went back to work, and then I kinda forgot. I didn’t stumble upon it for a couple of months after that, and then when I did I began looking at the possibilities, and “Nails” came to life.
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This is what I’m feelin’ like Movin’ around, but catatonic Lustin’ around, and just can’t stop it. Stuck in this house playin’ mind tricks Inside this home, and feelin’ homesick Needin’ this sunshine before I stop and wither Bleedin’ myself dry tryin’ to be a giver.
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Welcome to my poetry world! This site is all poetry… every day, every night. Spewing all my words from a gonzoesque life in an oh-so-gonzoless world. Dive in with me, read, feel, and let the verses take you wherever they may… but make sure you’re strapped in first.
Tighten that seatbelt, close your eyes, and don’t be scared. You can walk away at any time… but I won’t. I’ll be here long after you’re gone and long after you come back and leave again. Waiting for you just to rip my heart out and make a poetry stew. I hope you all enjoy the taste.
Thank you for joining me on this incredible ride, my loves!
And know this… if you found your way here it’s for a reason. All who wander are NOT lost!