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A new decade of musings from poetry to what inspires.
I've read poetry that opened my eyes, realize now mine have been closed when I write.

The drive north is easier than south in summer.

If you only write when inspired, you may be a fairly decent poet, but you'll never be a novelist. -NEIL GAIMAN

And here I am

A new start for an old blog -- replaced by "Black Hole Super Nova Afterglow, now at capacity as of 2018, focused on specific writing projects and goals:

Black Hole Super Nova Afterglow  (13+)
Blog just doubled in size. Full on Super Nova. Stay tuned for a full black hole.
#1300042 by Master Of Isolation Praying

Having no specific aim going forward...

I've hammered away at this glass with forefinger since resurrecting in 2014. I'm always ready to say too weary. Compulsion compels me, instigation informs, and still here I am...bright, full of light and dark, revealing hidden colors and shapes. That was before...
I hear what you are saying...but especiallly...what you are not.
Yes, I struggle. But I'm getting through it. How are you?

I've gone by other aliases. People remind me of that. Sometimes restrained, it's hard to understand what I write. It will be clear some day. Hard to hide what's in my heart. I'm making no apologies going forward for my feelings. Not interested in the trap of stereotypes. Not sure how we'll feel about that.

What I used to say: 'Maybe, I just don't get it. Watch me fumble with my version of reality, expose ignorance as truth. You don't have to get me, either. But, wish someone would explain me to myself.'Now that I've figured out the ever changing rules of your game, you take the ball away, no longer engage me to play. You pay a price for this kind of friendship. I lose, I guess.


You can't just read the parts that confirm (or can be construed as such out of context) your opinion of me, you mentally-stunted Neanderthal.
What? Oh, that? It's just a, ah, self-motivational speech I've been working on.
What? Yes, I should try to make it less negative. *RollEyes*
February 18, 2020 at 10:59am
February 18, 2020 at 10:59am
Give A Little by Maggie Rogers

Safe Harbor

In our shared dark, stolen glances.
Your eyes like intent sends signals,
cut through this humid room,
a beacon. Will I climb the hollow
tower; a captain with lonely vessel
might find safe harbor? Reading
transmissions, salty, sea-worthy,
yearning the spiral stairs to your vault.
Shall I near the lamp, inspect
your brilliance close? In shared dark,
no danger to cross this divide.
May I thank you for landing me
safe in your arms, let other lights
mechanically pulse new like love?
Lovely lighthouse keepers could
dance with lonely pilots seeking safe
shores away from the lifelong drift.

"The Soundtrack of Your Life Challenge
February 18, 2020 at 10:14am
February 18, 2020 at 10:14am
Why Can't I? Liz Phair

Black Receiver

Sweet romance, a black receiver echoes
from the wall. Tender calling, in dreams
she could sing just to me. Sweet Liz,
your voice clear, never within reach,
at the speed of sound from slow towers
containing all your information, but not for me.

Those secrets whispered to your
black receiver, never overheard
by parents keen to the wild-eyed intent
of a horny teenager. A black receiver
hangs cold in memory in a wide room
eons ago. Why can't I stop dreaming
how quiet the wall from our fluid past?

"The Soundtrack of Your Life Challenge

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