(Born September 9,1952)
My mother smoked while I was in the womb and until I was four, she gave me this horrific pneumonia, asthma and bronchitis, but worse, both parents physically and emotionally, psychologically deeply abused me.
(1973-1978)
I have been a printing pressman, graphic designer, and darkroom technician and photographer. I won a national design award with the design department at Sarah Lawrence College in Westchester County, NY, USA too many years ago to remember, it was for a brochure for their Early Childhood Center.
(1980-1988)
I then was a high level Operations Manager for a huge bank, and then a medium sized warehouse business.
(1986-1996)
Finally I ran my own sole-proprietorship business as a consultant to small business, a network architect, technician and trainer.
(1996 to Present)
Permanently disabled and permanently unable to work due to a collapsed and crushed lower lumbar spine, and a horribly failed and ineffective 7 hour surgical three level spinal laminectomy and fusion at S1-L3 disk levels, leaving me mostly bedridden and in 24/7 horrific pain, medication - the palliative approach - administered by a beautiful human being and Pain Management Doctor, has given me back a small amount of my freedom to spend at most two-three hours a day doing chores or fun, the rest of the day spent in bed on my side like a Sultan reclining, writing my poetry and publishing my art and photographs.
I live so far below the poverty level, surviving on $724.00 a month SSI, and $152.00 a month in food stamps, that I have learned a new humbling lesson on what is really important in life!
Love, so blind, blind faith confused
Resentment at being deceived and used
A leap of faith, a common mistake
Emotions shrugged off and abused
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the way the sun reflects off matter
around 3 pm on sunny balmy pre-autumn holidays
where there are usually throngs of people milling about
...
I dreamt that I was looking out
On my trail, just peering about
At once I saw two heads in a hollow
Peering back at my curious gaze
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I've stretched the imagination
to the point of no return
Loose'd the bolts of meaning
'till I carried no concern
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In a place called Rochelle Palace
Overlooking placid seas
I found her just a-waiting
Waiting there for me.
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