They say
Confession is Good for the Soul
So here is mine
Sometimes
I write something that accidentally
Sounds like I know
What I’m talking about
That sounds thoughtful
Intelligent
Sane
Don’t let it fool you
It’s purely coincidental
A freak trick of wording that isn’t likely
To happen again
Any time soon
In case there is any doubt
The only thing
Between me and the straightjacket
Is years of
Practice
At appearing normal
And sane
At not answering
The voices
When they talk to me
In front of others
So don’t ask me for advice
Don’t take any
I’m offering
And
Never
Ever
Think
For one moment
That
I
Am
Right
About anything
Thank
you
I beg to differ. :) Anything you write IS you and your thoughts, if it comes out on paper in a manner that portrays knowledge and finesse, all the better! Sometimes tricking ourselves is more damaging than tricking others. I think this poem is powerful and astute, Sue. Lapse away, dear girl! You have a voice embued with you. Cherish the fact and sing your songs!! :)
Jack Kelly was a child performer, son of New York model, Nan Kelly, brother of actress, Nancy Kelly, brother-in-law of actor Edmond O'Brien and cinematographer Fred Jackman, Jr. On TV, from 1957 until 1962, he was James Garner's brother on the show,
My memories as an immigrant professional woman in Ottawa, Canada 47 years ago. A new life after having survived the liberal war of a new country Bangladesh on December 16, 1971.
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