well i am getitng ready to post more of my poems on my poetry blog, i have 18posts already and about 91 more to go. as i pos tthese i hope people can enjopy them and maybe even see some of them selves in a few of them. I hope after i am done posting what i have written, i can wrote more. well we shall see in the coming months.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
The Break Down of poem
With My Mothers Love
With my mothers love
I came to be
with my mothers love
I grew
with my mothers love
I learned to live
with my mothers love
I learned to give
with my mothers love
I learned right from wrong
with my mothers love
I learned to love
with my mothers love
I learned I can be
what ever i want to be
with my mothers love I am me
Ok this poem was a sarcastic one i did while i was thinking back on my mom and her treatment of me, i am breaking the poem down into sections with an explanation on what the section means to me (yes some mothers and daughters may take this poem as a expression of their relationship but after my explaination you will under stand my take on it)
With my mothers love
I came to be
this part to me means she loved a jerk and married him got pregnant and had me
with my mothers love
I grew
i grew up alone, no brothers or sisters cause my mom was divorced by my dad cause according to what i was told.... i wasnt a boy
with my mothers love
I learned to live
through out my life as a was growing up, i was left alone during the day after school cause my momwas a working mother, i was what you call a latch key kid. i got beat up by older kids as i walked home from school, by the age of six i was dusting furniture, mopping floors and running the vacuum, i learned how to take care of my self cause my mom didntn have time for me
with my mothers love
I learned to give
i learned to give of my self not by my mother really but by my own giving and nuturing self
with my mothers love
I learned right from wrong
i didnt learn right from wrong from her i learned it from things such as books, movies and tv....news played a great part plus my grandfather was my mentor
with my mothers love
I learned I can be
what ever i want to be
i learned from teachers that i could be what ever i wanted to be, i never really got any support from my mother, she laughed at me wheh i read her my poetry, and stories told me i was living a pipe dream no one wouold ever want to read my Crap
with my mothers love I am me
i became me with out the help of my mother. i shaped my life the way i wanted it, i lived it the way i did and i am happy now
i am happy to be ME
.
With my mothers love
I came to be
with my mothers love
I grew
with my mothers love
I learned to live
with my mothers love
I learned to give
with my mothers love
I learned right from wrong
with my mothers love
I learned to love
with my mothers love
I learned I can be
what ever i want to be
with my mothers love I am me
Ok this poem was a sarcastic one i did while i was thinking back on my mom and her treatment of me, i am breaking the poem down into sections with an explanation on what the section means to me (yes some mothers and daughters may take this poem as a expression of their relationship but after my explaination you will under stand my take on it)
With my mothers love
I came to be
this part to me means she loved a jerk and married him got pregnant and had me
with my mothers love
I grew
i grew up alone, no brothers or sisters cause my mom was divorced by my dad cause according to what i was told.... i wasnt a boy
with my mothers love
I learned to live
through out my life as a was growing up, i was left alone during the day after school cause my momwas a working mother, i was what you call a latch key kid. i got beat up by older kids as i walked home from school, by the age of six i was dusting furniture, mopping floors and running the vacuum, i learned how to take care of my self cause my mom didntn have time for me
with my mothers love
I learned to give
i learned to give of my self not by my mother really but by my own giving and nuturing self
with my mothers love
I learned right from wrong
i didnt learn right from wrong from her i learned it from things such as books, movies and tv....news played a great part plus my grandfather was my mentor
with my mothers love
I learned I can be
what ever i want to be
i learned from teachers that i could be what ever i wanted to be, i never really got any support from my mother, she laughed at me wheh i read her my poetry, and stories told me i was living a pipe dream no one wouold ever want to read my Crap
with my mothers love I am me
i became me with out the help of my mother. i shaped my life the way i wanted it, i lived it the way i did and i am happy now
i am happy to be ME
.
a new blog
new blog
well i made a new blog today called My Poetry, and i am posting all of my poems there. Some of my poetry is good, some ok, and some not so good. hope you have fun following my blogs and reading my posts and blogs 
well i made a new blog today called My Poetry, and i am posting all of my poems there. Some of my poetry is good, some ok, and some not so good. hope you have fun following my blogs and reading my posts and blogs 
ideas and me and again
More ideas
Omg i swear if my mind keeps going like the way it is i am going to have over 500 writing projects, at this point i cant keep up with what i have. I need to find a way to stop my mind from running rampant with ideas for stories, poems and ugh, images of the ideas. but i am trying my best to get all of the projects in hand, it is going to take me some time but i think i can do it, as long as my mind stops working on more ideas. Give me a skillet, maybe i will Knock the ideas out of my head, LOL
Omg i swear if my mind keeps going like the way it is i am going to have over 500 writing projects, at this point i cant keep up with what i have. I need to find a way to stop my mind from running rampant with ideas for stories, poems and ugh, images of the ideas. but i am trying my best to get all of the projects in hand, it is going to take me some time but i think i can do it, as long as my mind stops working on more ideas. Give me a skillet, maybe i will Knock the ideas out of my head, LOL
me and my writing
Ideas
i am an amateur writer and i have so many projects that i am overwhelmed at this time. I am using this system as my organizational tool and hoping it will help me keep up with my writing and possibly get some thing done. I do have one short horror story done and it happens to be blogged on here. i have 15 other projects i am working on plus running my own social network, taking care of all the house hold chores, running a Wiccan and pagan site, plus needing to copy all items on my computer onto Cd's. Now to top it off my boyfriend wants me to begin working on a social network for him. Where will i get the time to do it all? I may have to ask for More time in the day, like maybe an extra 6 to 10 hours. But i doubt that will ever be given to me. o i will keep you updated on my progress on my writing here and you can see all my works here on this site
i am an amateur writer and i have so many projects that i am overwhelmed at this time. I am using this system as my organizational tool and hoping it will help me keep up with my writing and possibly get some thing done. I do have one short horror story done and it happens to be blogged on here. i have 15 other projects i am working on plus running my own social network, taking care of all the house hold chores, running a Wiccan and pagan site, plus needing to copy all items on my computer onto Cd's. Now to top it off my boyfriend wants me to begin working on a social network for him. Where will i get the time to do it all? I may have to ask for More time in the day, like maybe an extra 6 to 10 hours. But i doubt that will ever be given to me. o i will keep you updated on my progress on my writing here and you can see all my works here on this site
Just Me Again
My mom and her friends conspired to find me a boyfriend, i was not happy about this at all. They thought it was long enough for me to be with out a man, but i was just never concerned about being alone. My mom didn't know that when i was 14 i was kissed for the first time, i never told her this bit of information, besides it wasn't any of her business. So she decided to hook me up with a son of a truck driver that worked for her. It was a blind date and it bombed as bad as the first one i had. This guy was what you would call a Nerd or Geek some one who was all into computer and electronic tech stuff, all he did all through the date was talk non stop about technical things, and i was getting so bored, but then he started talking about music and then i got interested. I love music, i just cant sing or play any type of musical instruments ( i really wish i could but i can't) so this date ended up on a good note, but that was about it
My mom and her friends conspired to find me a boyfriend, i was not happy about this at all. They thought it was long enough for me to be with out a man, but i was just never concerned about being alone. My mom didn't know that when i was 14 i was kissed for the first time, i never told her this bit of information, besides it wasn't any of her business. So she decided to hook me up with a son of a truck driver that worked for her. It was a blind date and it bombed as bad as the first one i had. This guy was what you would call a Nerd or Geek some one who was all into computer and electronic tech stuff, all he did all through the date was talk non stop about technical things, and i was getting so bored, but then he started talking about music and then i got interested. I love music, i just cant sing or play any type of musical instruments ( i really wish i could but i can't) so this date ended up on a good note, but that was about it
Me again
Hello Again, it is just me. and yes i did say i never had a boyfriend until i was 29 years old.
and I bet you think that is odd, well it is but think back to my previous post, i was busy taking care of my mom and our house doing jobs that a dad and a mom would be doing. So that was my life. My daily grind as you say. after my work would be done i would immerse my self into books and writing, my mother would ridicule me for that. My grandfather on the other hand supported me in my pursuit of my hobbies, he was a well rounded man that loved music, books and art. He wanted all of his Grandchildren to have the same love for the arts and languages that he did. Every Christmas he would buy my a book of my choice, one year i got Hemingway, another Charles Dickens, Edgar Allen Poe and so on. My mom hated that he bought me books. She hated to read, she knew how to just didn't like to do it, i couldn't believe how different we were and yet we were mother and daughter.
She hated rock and roll unless it was from the 50's and 60's and i hated her type of Twangy country music back in the early 60's and 70's and my Grandfather, well he LOVED Lawrence Welk (Polka Music) I myself i love all types of music to a point, i tried to listen to Jazz but don't like all of it, i love all types of rock and roll, love punk, and the newer country , and a little bit of rap, and I love the Fall Out Boy group. So I have an eclectic taste in music as well as an eclectic taste in movies and books. i love SCI-FI, Horror, thrillers, dramas and romantic comedies. I also love to watch cartoons on a Saturday morning when i was younger like yogi bear, scooby doo, the good cartoons.
well then as i got older i still loved to watch the cartoons but my mom said i was too old for them. i was like why i don't have anything else to do, remember i didn't have a boyfriend then when i was younger.
But life moved on and on and on...............
and I bet you think that is odd, well it is but think back to my previous post, i was busy taking care of my mom and our house doing jobs that a dad and a mom would be doing. So that was my life. My daily grind as you say. after my work would be done i would immerse my self into books and writing, my mother would ridicule me for that. My grandfather on the other hand supported me in my pursuit of my hobbies, he was a well rounded man that loved music, books and art. He wanted all of his Grandchildren to have the same love for the arts and languages that he did. Every Christmas he would buy my a book of my choice, one year i got Hemingway, another Charles Dickens, Edgar Allen Poe and so on. My mom hated that he bought me books. She hated to read, she knew how to just didn't like to do it, i couldn't believe how different we were and yet we were mother and daughter.
She hated rock and roll unless it was from the 50's and 60's and i hated her type of Twangy country music back in the early 60's and 70's and my Grandfather, well he LOVED Lawrence Welk (Polka Music) I myself i love all types of music to a point, i tried to listen to Jazz but don't like all of it, i love all types of rock and roll, love punk, and the newer country , and a little bit of rap, and I love the Fall Out Boy group. So I have an eclectic taste in music as well as an eclectic taste in movies and books. i love SCI-FI, Horror, thrillers, dramas and romantic comedies. I also love to watch cartoons on a Saturday morning when i was younger like yogi bear, scooby doo, the good cartoons.
well then as i got older i still loved to watch the cartoons but my mom said i was too old for them. i was like why i don't have anything else to do, remember i didn't have a boyfriend then when i was younger.
But life moved on and on and on...............
Me
well this is me, i was born in a town in Northern Indiana, i was born to a man and woman, but well they didn't get along very well, from what i was told. when i was 1 my dad kicked my mom and i out, but then again that was my mom giving me that info. Life went on for us as a single mom and childless father, isn't that fun? As i got older i always wished i had a dad, but my mom did the best she could. Most of the time She Blamed Me for my dad not wanting her anymore, come to find out he wanted a son not a daughter, can you believe that? (this info i got from my dad when i was 26, but that's another part of the story) as i got older my mom began getting more abusive towards me with words and violence, (calling a child names that you wouldn't ever think of calling an adult is reprehensible) Yet when she started to get ill she expected me to take care of everything around the house and even her. true to my nature as a Good Girl i took care of her and the house and all things related. well as time moved on my life stood still. I did the good girl thing for 30 years of my life i was 15 when i started to care for my mom and the house and all the duties that was included in that endeavor. I did the laundry, the cooking the shopping, the yard work and what ever else needed to be done to the house i painted rooms and cleaned the house from top to bottom. This life style went on from year to year, i left High School and still wasn't allowed to have a life. I never had a boyfriend until i was 29 (this yet is another part of my life story).
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