but they're not tears for you
The cuts we left that made us bleed
the things we'd never do
Another time-another place
perhaps we'll never know
A garden of weeds and prickly thorns
where flowers dare to grow
-CLW
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I named this blog after a book of poems and/or short stories I had hoped to one day write. Who knows if and when that may happen. I hope it does. In the meantime, I have this blog.
I had some difficulty choosing titles. The others that appealed to me were; "The Insomniacs Lament" and "Defying Gravity". I also briefly considered naming it "The Bitch Blog" as I was recently reminded that I tend to complain. Hey, where else better to do that then a blog for crap sakes!
blog discription:
Brain activity that occasionally flows through my body, into my arms, and down into my hands. These instruments of doom (slowly) type words that hopefully may, or may not, touch your heart, or at least make you think without causing a headache.
If in fact that does not occur, please forward all calls and complaints to management, who rarely answers the phone, and most likely doesn't care.
Thank you for your perceived understanding.
Finally, all words, thoughts, and deeds are protected/copyrighted somewhere in Washington D.C. If you abuse said rights, I'll most likely sue your ass if I'm able to locate it. I may possibly leave the rest of your body alone....................or will I?
P.S.- Said creative writer removes himself from all responsibilty for each and every spelling and grammatical error found within the blog you'll probably never read. Again, thank you for your hopeful understanding.
I had some difficulty choosing titles. The others that appealed to me were; "The Insomniacs Lament" and "Defying Gravity". I also briefly considered naming it "The Bitch Blog" as I was recently reminded that I tend to complain. Hey, where else better to do that then a blog for crap sakes!
blog discription:
Brain activity that occasionally flows through my body, into my arms, and down into my hands. These instruments of doom (slowly) type words that hopefully may, or may not, touch your heart, or at least make you think without causing a headache.
If in fact that does not occur, please forward all calls and complaints to management, who rarely answers the phone, and most likely doesn't care.
Thank you for your perceived understanding.
Finally, all words, thoughts, and deeds are protected/copyrighted somewhere in Washington D.C. If you abuse said rights, I'll most likely sue your ass if I'm able to locate it. I may possibly leave the rest of your body alone....................or will I?
P.S.- Said creative writer removes himself from all responsibilty for each and every spelling and grammatical error found within the blog you'll probably never read. Again, thank you for your hopeful understanding.
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About Me
- C. Louis Wolfe
- I'm a SWM, rapidly approaching middle age, also known as "manopause". Born to parents I never knew. I've recently become aware that I am one of six twins, scattered throughout the world. I'm damn good looking for my age, and live like a king! Destined to die alone, unless I'm able to finally find a woman unstable enough to deal with my stuff. Including some issues, back issues, and a somewhat lightweight carry on, that now costs $15.00 if you want to check it!
5 comments:
I always try to be a little different than the next person. I'm kind of the "black sheep" of the family. But the point is, thats what I'm going for! My family is very old fashioned (not the same as me being interested in the 1950's)... And my mom always wants me to be more a more "normal teenager." Sigh... They really do not approve of most of the things I like/do. Even though I'm a good person and dislike most teenagers.
Sigh........
GAH! Sorry I'm so busy! I haven't been able to comment on any of your posts...
i love the title. i wrote a poem once called "rust like raspberries." rust is a very powerful image. hmm. just thought i'd say that. nice poem.
Stef- "Normal" is just a setting on washer/dryer. I'm the black sheep as well & must admit I wear it proudly, but then again I was always a bit of a trouble maker in my family. Don't ever give up YOUR identity for what you think someone else wants it to be.
FB-Thanks so much for your comment it really means a lot! My wish for you is that someday you receive some wings that work, like Opus the penguin! Unless of course you prefer to be earthbound.
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