: About Me

Salutations:

OK, Now that the formal side of me has spoken, let me start with a little about who I am and what I am about. I am a proud Grandpa of two and a father of many, some who are not my own blood children but I have raised nonetheless. My passions are my children, my grandchildren, writing, sports of any kind, hunting and fishing with my friends, and living life to the absolute fullest. A great deal of my writing will be peppered with past experiences and my opinions, so if you read something you like or disagree with I am not the type that minds criticism.

I am 41 years of age and am constantly undergoing change. Evolution is a constant state in my world. I am forever looking inward so that the outward may please the true nature of this world. While not a religious man I do believe in faith, whether it be in your God, your fellow man, or the absolute idea that inheritantly we will fail as a society. I believe if you have an idea it should be shared and you should be man or woman enough to stand behind what you say and believe.

My passion is ...

My Children, guitars, and sports

I know too much about ...

nothing, life is a learning experience.

My parents always told me ...

to love thy neighbor as you would have them love you.

My childhood ambition ...

To become a preacher.

My favorite memory ...

is of my daughters entering this world.

Why I write ...

because I love the interaction of word to paper or word to microsoft word. :)

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

anything and everything

My first job ...

was as a short order cook

My best moment ...

was the announcement that I was not poet of my class but that my poetry would be used in graduation and the yearbook

My inspiration ...

is my children

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Am I crazy?

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alone I sit and watch the bug as he walks across what must seem like miles he trudges along and I smile at his pain the blade across my wrist all the while I feel the cold from the bathroom floor and wonder if ever anyone will find me here as I pull the blade across the flesh and scream a scream only I can hear rushing around, people to and fro so many people I didn't know they cared my head to one side and my eyes aglaze a memory, a thought that was shared yet I feel no pain in this world of calm I feel not the slice the knife produced on my wrist I see them shouting and can't hear their ...

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