Exponential Ramblings

  This  article  came to my attention last night. Quite a few of my women friends after I posted it began to talk about how much they identified with the article. I cannot speak to their experiences but can only speak to my own.   Some days I feel like I walk around with a sign that says, "I am not worthy of love and I have nothing to give." This could be depression speaking and it probably is. But I also know plenty of men who suffer from this too. I encourage you to read the article in order to understand what I am talking about.   One of my first life lessons was that people you love will always leave you. For our safety, my biological father left the family. He also found that spending money on his daily habit was more important than paying his child support until he felt it was time to see me.   The second life lesson was being bullied all the way up through to high school. My family moved around a lot so making friends was always difficult at bes...

American Alligator: National Geographic   I don't know how it works for everyone else but most of the time poems just hit me and I have to write them down right away. Strokes of genius? Flashpoints of word creativity? We take for granted that we have this beautiful tool called communication in which we combine these things called letters that create this sound that forms from our mouths. The very fact that we can understand each other through universal symbols of communication is quite a wonder! Seriously, take a few moments to ponder what life would be like without language. How would we communicate? Would we have music without words? Would we express ourselves gutterally? Could we get clear meanings across with just gestures? We did eons ago, but where would we be now if we still used the same form of communication?   I know, the above has nothing to do with poetry but with the idea that we have this simplistic yet complex form of communication to convey thoughts, emoti...