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03/20/2017 Humpty Trumpty 73 Political Verse
03/20/2017 Never Come Back 54 Free verse
03/20/2017 Waiting 2 31 Monorhyme
03/10/2017 Holy Plans 88 Free verse
03/10/2017 God Bless 93 Rhyme
02/24/2017 Joy 122 Free verse
02/24/2017 The Voice 140 Rhyme
02/13/2017 The Clue 189 Monorhyme
02/10/2017 Getting Real 141 Couplet
02/05/2017 A Heart Divided 158 Free verse
02/04/2017 Beguiled 98 Couplet
01/29/2017 The Lovers' Whirlwind 131 Rhyme
01/29/2017 Wretched Heart 95 Rhyme
01/28/2017 Whispers 135 Rhyme
01/28/2017 Wishes 93 Rhyme
01/27/2017 Cloak and Dagger 155 Rhyme
01/24/2017 Opposites Attract or He Hypnotizes 184 Free verse
01/18/2017 Peace 164 Rhyme
01/16/2017 Old Friends 210 Free verse
01/15/2017 Heaven Waits 227 Rhyme
12/27/2016 He Touched Me 216 Free verse
12/27/2016 Another Lover 140 Free verse
12/27/2016 Apart 97 Free verse
12/27/2016 Free As A Bird 194 Couplet
12/27/2016 Tired 160 Lyric
12/26/2016 Big Hat 212 Rhyme
12/26/2016 Playing with Fire 200 Free verse
12/24/2016 Promises 142 Free verse
12/23/2016 From Across the Sea 225 Ballad
12/23/2016 Careful 128 Lyric
12/22/2016 On Such A Hot Day 103 Couplet
12/22/2016 A New Book 120 Rhyme
12/22/2016 Dreaming Again 156 Rhyme
12/22/2016 Come In 109 Lyric
12/22/2016 What Would I Do 115 Free verse
12/22/2016 What a Trip 84 Free verse
12/22/2016 Rose-Colored Glasses 102 Rhyme
12/19/2016 Giving 272 Couplet
12/16/2016 Wolf Cries 240 Free verse
12/11/2016 Rebirth 2 162 Couplet
12/10/2016 If I Were An Elephant 180 Free verse
12/09/2016 How 136 Free verse
12/08/2016 Let It Be 262 Sonnet
12/08/2016 Pleasure and Pain 183 Couplet
11/11/2016 The Glass Jar 217 Quatrain
11/11/2016 Before the Snow 137 Quatrain
11/11/2016 Before the Snow 104 Quatrain
11/11/2016 Before the Snow 114 Quatrain
11/05/2016 Eulogy 199 Free verse
10/31/2016 Integrity 380 Rhyme
10/29/2016 Through Tears 201 Terzanelle
10/26/2016 The Music of Life 401 Rhyme
10/25/2016 Still Here 221 Free verse
10/23/2016 Stand Up 201 Rhyme
10/23/2016 Little Man 173 Lanterne
10/21/2016 Dizzy 211 Lyric
10/17/2016 Swan Song 182 Free verse
10/11/2016 Rebirth 195 Couplet
10/06/2016 Definition of a Bully 309 Lanterne
10/06/2016 Bobby, Billy, Belinda, Baby and Me 295 Alliteration
09/28/2016 Aqua Sky 224 Couplet
09/21/2016 Dreaming 247 Rhyme
09/21/2016 Real 187 Rhyme
09/15/2016 My Boy 276 Rhyme
09/15/2016 Silence 204 Rhyme
09/11/2016 On Another Planet 229 Couplet
09/09/2016 Misery for Fun 220 Rhyme
09/07/2016 Only Human - A Conversation 251 Rhyme
09/06/2016 Life Gets In the Way 153 Rhyme
09/04/2016 Love Waits 285 Rhyme
09/04/2016 Temporary 183 Rhyme
09/04/2016 Unloved 236 Rhyme
09/04/2016 Anger and Pain 400 Rhyme
09/03/2016 Go Away 200 Rhyme
09/01/2016 Cereal and Milk 370 Rhyme
08/31/2016 August's End 224 Rhyme
08/30/2016 Alone 211 Rhyme
08/30/2016 Going Home 296 Rhyme
08/28/2016 Wanted 205 Rhyme
08/28/2016 Socks 369 Rhyme
08/28/2016 Reaching Back 286 Rhyme
08/27/2016 A Child's Prayer 281 Rhyme
08/25/2016 Gypsy Dreams 246 Rhyme
08/24/2016 Waiting 203 Rhyme
08/24/2016 Telepathy 152 Rhyme
08/23/2016 Snowdancer 237 Rhyme
08/21/2016 The In Between 190 Rhyme
08/15/2016 A Rare Gem 336 Rhyme
08/11/2016 Dope 220 Rhyme
08/11/2016 Pushing the Envelope 231 Rhyme
08/10/2016 BAM 239 Rhyme
08/10/2016 Banana Split 405 Rhyme
08/10/2016 Magic Balloon 509 Rhyme
08/06/2016 My Best Friend 532 Rhyme
08/03/2016 A Bed of Nails or Pass the Cheese, Here's My Whine 221 Rhyme
08/01/2016 Heaven 343 Rhyme
07/29/2016 I Love Trees 412 Prose Poetry
07/21/2016 In the Closet 408 Rhyme
07/21/2016 Fear 250 Rhyme
07/21/2016 Drastic Measures 292 Rhyme
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I remember the first poem I ever wrote was called "Autumn" and I was in the 7th grade. It was an assignment and it actually was Autumn, my favorite season.  Unfortunately though, my teacher, Mrs. Turner, didn't believe I had written it.  She accused me of copying it out of a book and I got an "F";  I was shocked, hurt and angry.  So, when my mother asked me how my teacher liked the poem and I told her what had happened, she too was shocked and yes, angry.  The next day she walked all the way to the school (since at that time we had only one car which my dad used for his job) just to set Mrs. Turner straight and my "F" turned into an "A".  I was so happy and proud of my mother.  She even told me it was actually a compliment for Mrs. Turner to think my little poem had been written by a professional.  Well, then I did feel better and the "poetry seed" was planted.

After that incident was when my mother told me that we were actually related to George Gordon (Lord Byron), the famous English poet.  She said he had a club foot just like one of my cousins.  And, she even told me about my great-grandmother who had made a lot of money by selling some of Byron"s original handwritten poems.  I had never heard of him but soon I learned all about him by reading a biography of Lord Bryon and through reading some of his poetry.  That's when I fell in love with poetry for the first time.  His love poems were so beautiful.  To this day I remember:  "She walks in beauty like the night" and "My life, I love thee" which I learned to say in Greek though I can't write it in Greek.

Well, years went by and I didn't write another poem because I was too busy writing reports etc. for my English and History classes in college.  But then one day I was inspired to write a limerick about two dogs:  one white dog and one black dog and the black was "addicted to a cigarette pack".  It's funny that I still remember it. That was before I smoked.  Now I'm the black dog, "addicted to a cigarette pack". By-the-way, you might like to read my poem, "Dope", here on poetrysoup.

So anyway...more years go by...a LOT of years!  In fact, the "poetry seed" didn't really begin to grow until I was in my forties.  I don't know why.   All I can tell you is suddenly poems were coming to me like lightening bolts!  I'd be doing something mundane and suddenly a poem would just sneak itself into my daydreams.  Finally I realized  that I wanted to write them down before they disappeared because that's what would happen if I didn't grab a pen and paper right away.  That's when I started carrying a little notepad and pen with me everywhere I went so that whenever the inspiration came to me I'd be ready.  Now, I just use the Memo App on my handy dandy cell phone.  So much easier...and faster!

Then, I finally got a computer and I loved it.  I had to teach myself how to use it but now I've got it.  Eventually after playing on the computer for a while, I began to publish some of my poetry online at poetry.com and even enter some contests.  It was so exhilarating to see some of my poems in print in some of their books too. 

During that period of time I met a really nice guy from Oregon, my favorite state, and he was writing a book and he asked me to write a poem for the end of his book.  It was a romance and took place in some snow-capped mountains somewhere mostly in the wintertime.  "Beautiful!", I thought.  Being a Southerner myself, I had rarely experienced snow (which I dearly love) and had never even seen snow-capped mountains.  But, I had been ice-skating at a rink in Atlanta and I actually tried to snow-ski in Gatlinburg, Tennessee.  I loved ice-skating because it really came easy to me, unlike skiing.  I had thought because I could water-ski that I surely could snow-ski.  Wrong!  I wound up "skiing" down a whole slope backwards!  It was totally terrifying but at least I didn't fall!  Ha!

Anyway, I agreed to write a poem for his book.  I called it "Snowdancer" and it's about an ice-skater and is my second favorite poem to this day.  I will put it on poetrysoup.com after I finish this "Bio".  I am pretty proud of it since it was chosen to be the first poem on the first page in poetry.com's 2003 edition of "The Colors of Life".

My third favorite poem is called "Telepathy" and it was also published by poetry.com in their 2004 edition of "The International Who's Who of Poetry" and it too made first page.

Now you may be wondering what my number one favorite poem is.  It is "Heaven" which is already here on poetrysoup and the reason it is my favorite is that I believe it actually came to me from God.  It came out of the blue one day and I remember having to hurry to get a pen and paper to write it down.  Also, it was the first poem I ever had published.  Since then I've been fortunate to have quite a few poems published and I am now here on poetrysoup.  I have written a lot of poems since those first days when the "poetry seed" was planted in me and I know my grandfather (also named Byron), who also wrote poetry, would be proud.  And, I hope my mother, great-grandmother and ancestor, Lord Byron, would be too because it has become a great obsession now.

I would love to publish a book of poems now because I'm ready and I've been ready for quite a while but as usual the problem is always...money!  Of course! But, that would be my dream come true and number one on my personal bucket list.

Thanks for reading this and I hope you will read some of my poems and leave some comments as well.  By-the-way, I guess my style could be described as simple rhymes because I write for what I call "real" people who usually hate poetry and I am perpetually trying to convert them which I believe can be done but only with poems that are easily understood, not something so complicated that even I have to read it at least twice.  Here is my philosophy in a nutshell: I write for the reader.  If whoever reads my poems can't easily understand them, then I have not only wasted my time but their time as well.  If someone reads one of my poems, understands it and likes it, then they are more apt to read more poetry and that's what I want.  I want to plant the "poetry seed".

 

 

 

 

 

 

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