General Poetry posted January 1, 2009


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Trying to make the most out of life.

Navigating the New Year.

by Mike K2

My Ex-wife believed it was
important to be with her
at the start of the New Year.
With a last minute change of 
plans I ended up running five miles
to catch up in order to settle her fears.

The next year, I was at work
I got the fateful call with
her stated desires imbued.              
"You might as well stay
at work, because I am, who
I want to be with. Not You!"
  
I wondered how this new year
will turn out, it finished
in hard work and ideas to hone.  
Starting out with three beautiful
hugs and encouragement; best
wishes, so I didn't feel all alone.

Meditating upon incensed peace,
beautiful thoughts and making
the best of princely reflection.   
Only my best for a cause that
I both love and admire, descending
into a current of rejection.
    
We encourage you to do your best,
but big money is the carrot of
the poetically alliterated prize.   
But it is the people that you
meet that is the true reward
and beautiful prize.
    
But not all, feel that way and
selfish suspicions leads one
to speculate on the other.  
Putting forth the maximum effort,
using up all of my time, I
decided this year not to bother. 
  
You can roam, as a subject upon
the courtyard graceful, quietly
upon the pristine gray cobbles. 
No more fears, no more worries,
I will sacrifice my desires
and intentions for the sake
that everything remains unhobbled.
    
I  want to be thought of as that
Prince, that Knight that is
free and not waded down with misery.  
I understand the reality, you'll
walk the floor as a star, but
this year, me you'll not see.
   
Unrequited! Was actually the
feelings for you inside that
I kept, showing only a friend.   
Like a sail with a slit down
its length; cut by a knife of
suspicion and intentions assigned...
   
I think it best to lock the ship
in irons and avoid a bad and
hard-hearted end.   
You want me to say to you,
those words so that they
can remain unrequited.
   
I decided those words should
be held only in one's best thought
not in being reunited.

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I loved my vacations that I have taken in July. In 2007 it was downright magical. This inspiration was needed. I loved 2008 just the same, but with a divorce that was delayed in Baltimore Courts, it took every penny that I had. With my work, love of writing and working on elements of it; it turned out to be a grueling sacrifice. The night construction next door was no help. None the less I loved it and the people I met very much. It refreshes my life.

Since the end of July, I have agonized about this vacation and I feel it is best to give the idea of 2009 up. It will allow me to save money and get things so I can refinance my house and to take a better look at this venue, to decide if it is really as true to its word and if there is room for me there. It will allow me also to get a handle on so many aspects to writing and production. I don't know how I am able to participate locally as poetry groups meet when I have to work, but I would like to be a part. My biggest surprise with poetry is it is far more in our lives then we think, which amazes me. I guess that photographer catches that where other people are only worried about their poetry. This to is refreshing. I am not allowed to publish an article directly, but in, "Urbanite," magazine they have an article titled, "Versifier Wanted," written by Marrianne K Amoss. For a freebie it the quality of the magazine and its writing is outstanding. It covers the history, the aspects and what a Poet Laurette is. Also the selection process, what they do, what is required and how it relate to the modern day. In my notes, I had planned to dispute one thing, she mentions that poetry really isn't looked at these days. Since I started writing, I have found it everywhere. I intend to continue to do the absolute best that I can, not for money not for notoriety, but for love.

Being that I am exactly like Chuck Yeager, I think I am resigned to his fate. He was a pioneer in his career and new technology, yet never benefited from it as he didn't have a degree. Yet, undaunted he sacrificed for so many others. Like he was with planes and space craft, I am like that with my writing. Approaching things like a boy with a complete chemistry set. Sorry Mom.

Don't worry, I will remain at FanStory until FS Tom un-invites me. However another great pain is the members that I love and adore. Then through life or design, they leave. Most likely I will not be playing personal, "Wack a Mole," any more. God bless and have a great new year.

Love, Mike K2
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