In my haste to post I ended up posting an old version of the last post The Incredible Hulk, Child Discipline and some thoughts without
- The Theme From the Show
- A Poem I wrote on the topic that was rejected by a magazine or two but is being reworked
So without Further Ado Theme & Poem Below
My Only Redemption
Some passions in me
never venture towards
the day’s light…..rather
they hastily linger in
the dank grottoes of night.
There are people
I love
so dearly,
so tenderly,
so from a distance,
people for whom I’d
give up the erudition
and sad memories I
used to keep
the world
from encroaching
on my silence.
But there’s this need to cry,
there’s this need to feel
something other than
numb, and it stifles whatever
levity there is around.
So far no tears have
come despite all the
forced reading of
the NYTIMES
so far
there’s hasn’t been
any redemption
for the tough kid I
used to be
I still have hope
one day from beyond the
thick stage curtains he’ll hear me
and smile knowing
it was all worth it
the leather-belt discipline
the disappearing girlfriends
the hungry nights
the oppressed silence
the sightless passions
Hi, I am a friend of Hotspur. I think that he has been a little lonely lately. I noticed you on his blogroll. Would you mind swinging by and saying hi? http://edwardhotspur.wordpress.com/2012/04/27/hotspur-without-a-net/
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