Above my computer desk where I write hangs a Charles Bukowski drawing with the quote, “These words I write keep me from total madness.” And in many ways that sums up how I feel about writing, it is not something I want to do; it is a catharsis, a way of exploring my feelings.
Born and raised in a small town in northern Alabama; I inherited a love of the written word from my mother, an English teacher. While I have been an avid reader since early childhood I did not first start writing poetry seriously until I was in my mid-twenties; even trying my hand at song writing until I decided I really did not have the ear for it. For the past twenty-five years I have been writing sporadically, mostly as a form of therapy or to share my feelings with someone.
Only recently have I begun to write with the idea of being published someday. That is the reason I have posted some of my poetry here in hopes off getting feedback and constructive criticism from others.
Just a quiet summer afternoon
Easy comfortable conversation
Two old friends
Catching up on each others lives
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Looking out my back window today
I saw what this season of neglect has done to my yard
The weeds running wild, the shrubs untrimmed
And all the flowers I so lovingly planted,
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