: About Me

GREETINGS FROM THE RED KNUCKLE
STORYTELLER

Greetings from the red knuckle storyteller.
You may find he's an odd kind of feller.
He'll try his best to write from the heart,
and what you don't like,you can always tear apart.
For it's only words on paper,but i will give it my best.
To write truthfully and honestly,with my pen taking care
of the rest.
You see,the storyteller has lived an awful life.
A life without family,children,a beautiful wife.
Some may say,my poetry expresses my pain.
Others may say,a release in years in anger i gain.
But personally, i write about a society in grief.
So many hurting,with no sign of relief.
The storytellers home,has been the skids of each city.
For its truly where r.knuckle belongs,so save it with
your pity.
Because I'm proud of every man,woman,child from these hoods.
For when it comes to unity and strive,they truly deliver
the goods.
It's because of them the storyteller has the drive to carry on.
And i know they'll continue to fight,long after I'm gone.
So to the readers and my friends,who are but few.
I hope to wipe away some of your pain,turn your Grey skies blue.
Now go find yourself a drink,and find a comfortable chair.
Because we are about to embark on a poetry journey,where others wouldn't dare.

My passion is ...

poetry of real street life

I know too much about ...

what i should'nt know about

My parents always told me ...

get a grip

My childhood ambition ...

become a rock and roll star

My favorite memory ...

birth of my daughter in the delivery room

Why I write ...

to let society understand the real issues

What I am reading/watching/listening to ...

dean koontz,next 48 hours,old metal bands

My first job ...

paperboy

My best moment ...

finishing the last poem on my manuscript

My inspiration ...

the homeless and poverty stricken

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ALIVE So many days of my life wasted away. To have them all back,all the riches I'd pay. For the clock of whats life,turns only one way. And 24 hours ain't much to live in one day. So i strive to enjoy what little time i have left here. And show as much love to those people,that i hold dear. For it's them that keep my internal clock ticking, them that keep me "ALIVE" and kicking. For what's being alive without good friends to share in it. Seems to me there'd be emptiness,like a bottomless pit. So onward i trudge along the hourglass of time. hoping for that day,where a few minutes i may shi...

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