Missing Ingredients (Book) - 1/18/2014 11:50:55 AM
Lark Pogue and Drew Carpenter have written the quintessential Gothic novel of small-town American dysfunction. A womanizing, wife beating alcoholic, Duane Coulter, is dying from his excesses in a hospital, accompanied by two of his eight wives. The children from three of his wives who haven't seen him in 40 years, or each other for that matter, gather together to support the primary mother of the children, Rose. They also feel a need to find each other and try to get to the bottom of why their lives have gone so wrong. It is one thing to be poor and looked down upon by everyone in the small town that you live, it is another to have a father that destroys every happy moment one could think of and finds that it is normal to subject his children to adult responsibilities when he himself is irresponsible.
Each of the siblings has a story to tell of how they view their father and recall events that occurred in the past, conveniently entered as flashbacks that in no way impede the flow of the story, but enhance it. As I read I noted that although I grew up in an entirely different part of the country, all the things that were happening and even the language that is quite graphic at times were very familiar for the time period. Stories like The Godfather, successful because of the romance of the mysterious Mafia and its underpinnings in organized crime, are no more important than stories like this that should be told and even portrayed on the movie screen like Grapes of Wrath to show how that, for some, the 1950s and 60s were not as wonderful as American Graffiti would make them seem.
For those interested in families and surviving trauma, this is an excellent book. I am highly recommending the book for the way that it is written and the story that it tells. Please pick up and read Missing Ingredients if you get the chance. You will learn something about human nature and how to survive under difficult circumstances.
Bully No More (Short Story) - 1/29/2017 3:09:17 AM
A well-written story focusing on all the key players involved in bullying and what it predisposes some victims to do.
Bully No More (Short Story) - 1/28/2017 9:42:24 AM
Your story is so current, regardless of the era. Bullying has been around too long and so have family problems that never seem to quite go away. The way it is written touches deeply anyone who reads it. Your writing is near the top of my list of best authors.
Ron
Bully No More (Short Story) - 1/27/2017 7:52:54 AM
Too bad you had to live this so often, Lark. I hope this helps you iron some of the deepest pains. There ought to be proper words writers and recreators can use to express what so clearly cannot be shared. I hope you have someone to hug you.
When We Say Goodbye (That'll Be The Day) (Short Story) - 11/1/2016 5:26:13 AM
Clearly a sad story that started out as a youthful adventure. Young people do tend to take risks that are unwarranted and these kinds of things do happen.
Although I've only been in Alpine once and never camped in the desert, your story brought back memories of many crossings to Progresso and Reynosa. As well as being stopped by US immigration returning from a view from Falcon Dam. Bologna sandwiches indeed! Reminds me of our lunches my grandmother made on our first trip west at picnic grounds.
Ron
The Hunt (Short Story) - 9/20/2015 9:20:38 PM
Reminds me of medieval times when drinking, shooting and boasting went hand in hand. Your writing really describes well the intimidation and control this alcoholic father has on his unwilling kids. Ashiff
The Lottery (Short Story) - 9/7/2015 12:17:40 AM
Absolutely nothing!
The Hunt (Short Story) - 9/1/2015 12:28:38 AM
A well-written story I read painfully from my disdain for the dad and the n'er-do-well impact he's carving for his sons who are in danger of becoming like him or reacting violently because of him.
Ten Minutes of Terror (Short Story) - 7/26/2015 3:08:48 PM
In my opinion, you are a fine story writer, Lark. You grabbed my attention right from the start and I could not stop reading. Very well done! Love, much success, and best wishes from me,
Regis
The Wreck (Short Story) - 5/16/2015 2:00:18 PM
Powerfully "in your face" prose, Lark. You sure grasped my attention quickly. Thank you for sharing. Love and best wishes to you,
Regis
The Wreck (Short Story) - 4/11/2015 5:22:52 AM
Enjoyed this moment, Lark. It is always interesting to speculate about one's last thoughts, memories, regrets or atonements ... or maybe just a bright light, growing dim. Since no one ever (truthfully) comes back to tell us about it, we get to interject our own justice.
The Wreck (Short Story) - 3/30/2015 6:05:53 AM
I seem to remember this. But then, I seem to remember editing your very good book and remarkable story. The realism comes from having the experience. Kudos on a great write by you and your brother, Drew.
In my own father's case, he had drunk too much at a relative's wedding and my mother refused to ride home with him in that state. He always had the radio on… In those days, it was big band music. He missed a curve at high speed with the 1954 Ford Crestline, only two years old in immaculate black. After huge gouging leaps from right to left where the Ford's wheels dug into the soft dirt alongside the road, the right front wheel caught the end of a covert and the car flipped end over end several times. Dad flew across the seat into the passenger side door handle and broke his false teeth in his mouth. The roof on the driver side caved in to the steering wheel.
The car ended up by a white statue of an eagle, left over from an old torn down Eagle gas station. Dad crawled out of the car, knocked on the door of a nearby house, was taken to the hospital for stitches, and woke us up in the morning for breakfast. We got real worried when he couldn't remember where Mom was…
Ron
The Wreck (Short Story) - 3/29/2015 2:06:00 PM
Terrific! Good stuff!!!!
Love ya!
Jane
The Lottery (Short Story) - 3/26/2015 2:12:36 PM
Thanks to all for pointing out my mistake. I edited the word 'draft' to 'lottery' to make the correction!
The Lottery (Short Story) - 3/26/2015 12:03:08 PM
I recall getting a draft card on or around 1961 and being classified S1 because I was a college student. One of our fellow freshman that year was called up as part of the Washington State reserve by President Kennedy and shocked to hear that he would have to leave his college education behind. After I was paralyzed in 1963 I remember being reclassified as 1Y which meant that I was basically "unfit" to serve in my draft board forgot about me.
I remember a neighbor who told me that he was drafted into the Navy (or he joined to avoid being drafted into the Army) in 1966 and my brother-in-law who was drafted because his farm did not produce enough and struck the deal to go to Germany but I don't know, exactly when that was… I think about 1965 or 66.
I was teaching at a university in December 1970. Perhaps because all the students had S1 deferments, that's why I don't recall waiting to see what the numbers were. It's a time that I have no historical memory of.
On the other hand I'm with Jan and Jane and realize how fruitless and devastating that whole escapade was for everyone. Absolutely nothin'.
Ron
The Lottery (Short Story) - 3/26/2015 10:23:08 AM
A stark reminder; most meaningful, Lark. Thank you. Love and peace to you,
Regis
The Lottery (Short Story) - 3/26/2015 4:24:18 AM
Interesting story, Lark. I wonder, though. I received my draft notice in August or September of 1966 (while I was serving on Vietnam's DMZ) - my shipmates said, 'ignore it, what are they gonna do, send you to Vietnam?' - I'd already been in the military 8 years by then. And I agree with Jane.
The Lottery (Short Story) - 3/25/2015 6:15:52 PM
............Absolutely nothin"..............."
The Boxing Lesson (Short Story) - 2/19/2015 8:50:17 AM
This is hard hitting stuff Lark....had me in tears so you know how convincingly you have written..the sad thing is men like these existed way back prolifically, and sadly there are some still around today....those poor little brothers....damaged emotionally forever...
Brilliant writing....
Love,
Diana....
The Boxing Lesson (Short Story) - 2/19/2015 6:27:59 AM
The father is an abuser. Having been a victim of one, my heart bleeds for the wife, boys, and the little girls as all were affected by this.
Love ya!
Jane
The Boxing Lesson (Short Story) - 2/19/2015 5:40:37 AM
Powerful. Prophetic. Clear.
The Boxing Lesson (Short Story) - 2/18/2015 4:25:18 PM
Makes me feel like making sure the father never comes back. Most compelling, Lark. I abhor conflict and violence. Love and best wishes to you,
Regis
The Happiness Bubble (Short Story) - 1/4/2015 12:36:38 PM
A delightful story that I find uplifting. Thank you for sharing this gift, Lark. Love and best wishes to you,
Regis
A Life Too Long (Short Story) - 12/17/2014 4:58:09 AM
Well written, sad story about the lack of love some family members have for each other due to years of abuse.
A Life Too Long (Short Story) - 12/14/2014 6:26:09 AM
Interesting and well written story. Weird to think about how different things really were for wives way back when, feeling like their life choices had been made and could not be changed, even when betrayed by the ones they depended on.
A Life Too Long (Short Story) - 12/13/2014 8:39:01 AM
A gutsy tale, Lark, well told.
American Mole: The Cartel (Article) - 10/21/2015 8:51:34 AM
Thank you for sharing this informative review, Lark. Love and best wishes,
Regis
American Mole: The Cartel (Article) - 10/21/2015 6:55:37 AM
This book is going to be my Christmas present to myself!!!
Love ya!
Jane
Tapestry and Carole King (Article) - 7/23/2015 3:02:25 PM
Nicely done, Lark. Sure does bring back memories and your article is a fine tribute to Carole King. Love and best wishes,
Regis
Tapestry and Carole King (Article) - 12/14/2014 10:53:59 AM
I have this album and I played it on a regular basis. Thanks for reminding me.
Always,
Deborah
Tapestry and Carole King (Article) - 12/14/2014 6:28:45 AM
Love Carole King and this album. Good job.
Tapestry and Carole King (Article) - 12/13/2014 10:08:29 AM
I've always loved Carole's work, beginning with Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow when it hit the car radio in 1961. I was studying for my doctorate when Tapestry came out, but enjoyed hearing all the cuts being played on the radio.
You're right about her colossal greatness as a songwriter… And even as a performer. Well written and enjoyed.
Ron
Tapestry and Carole King (Article) - 12/13/2014 7:52:00 AM
Thanks for the reminder - great songs and a fine review.
Tapestry and Carole King (Article) - 12/12/2014 9:21:06 PM
You've got your facts down right!
Love ya!
Jane
Music Goes On Forever (Article) - 11/20/2014 11:21:16 AM
Just heard the Marley family made a deal with Washington marihuana producers to use his name and image. Other elements of the legend endure.
Music Goes On Forever (Article) - 11/20/2014 7:51:41 AM
So good to see you posting again! And what a thorough article on a legend that I admire but have not explored all of his music like you. During my time at Atlanta University, Marley and reggae were really big among the students. I still enjoy the easy sounds and beat off the island music, so much more laid back than rap.
Ron
Misdemeanors & Felonies book review (Article) - 9/4/2013 8:25:33 AM
Yep, Lark. That was my first poem. I still have the business card I wrote it on. I have lost literately everything during those years, but somehow I managed to hold on to the poem. Thank you very much for the review of the book.
Misdemeanors & Felonies book review (Article) - 9/3/2013 7:40:03 AM
Guys, there is too much "fleshing out" for space. I would not know where to begin or end.
L
Misdemeanors & Felonies book review (Article) - 9/3/2013 7:18:05 AM
I will, I will. But time is my master and I have little time for reading. I'm with Roger, you might have fleshed it out a bit more because Jerry is always teasing us about his past and his poems and leaves me wondering just what those ghosts are that haunt him so much. I will get to the book in time.
For now, your review will have to suffice. Thanks for posting this.
Ron
Misdemeanors & Felonies book review (Article) - 9/2/2013 12:53:33 PM
Nice review, but you definitely leave me wanting more. I always admire someone who knows how to entice... but seriously, you could have added a little more by way of review. Still, knowing what I do of Jerry's inimitable style, this might just be enough to make me want to delve deeper into this autobiography.
Not a Fitness Fatality (Article) - 5/30/2013 7:01:25 AM
Very entertaining and funny. I think it's more about fashion and fellowship than fitness. And class? That's alien to me. But I guess it's all about fitting in.
I never needed anyone to tell me how to be fit. I never used any equipment except tools for heavy work like shovels and push lawnmowers. And I watched my diet, maintaining a 30 inch waist for thirty years before getting into this wheelchair.
About fifteen years ago my partner signed up for a 24-hour fitness for some outrageous price of $650. I thought that she lose the money, but I was wrong. She now spends about $60 per year to maintain her membership and works out or swims about three times a week. She is much stronger but still maintains her 100 pound weight that she had when I first met her 20 years ago. I'm very proud of her.
Ron
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Dog Poo (Poetry) - 2/2/2026 7:20:07 PM
Very clever, Lark, and a paean that speaks for all of us who wander about, at the local park, in the foggy, doggy-do! My own grrrrryl (Nala, a Husky) was sitting here by my side when I read this and she wagged her busy tail in smiling, tacit approval (she's a very good gurrryl...never picks a spot to take a dump where human feet normally tread!). nd of course every single coat or heavy outer shirt I own has at least two doggy poo-bags in them. Somehow one got tucked into a very expen$ive tux I wore to a friend's wedding! Good on ya, for gifting all of us with a broad smile (in my case, at the end of a long & tedious day, doggone it!). ;)))
Landing (Poetry) - 9/18/2025 1:46:33 PM
Poignant… but so far you're doing quite well.
It's good to see you posting again.
Ron
Just a Waitress (Poetry) - 9/20/2024 4:15:29 PM
Waitress work I did when I was young —
my chance to be This Person to someone;
This Person, like the waitress of long, long ago
who was extra nice to me in the best way I know.
Catching a Greyhound, I went home from school,
carrying my typewriter with manual keys.
The bus stopped for a lunch break and I was so hungry.
She saw me there on the retro naugahyde stool,
me counting my change to see what I could buy,
checking the menu, trying not to cry.
It was a cup of chili. I could afford nothing else,
yet she brought me a bowl and crackers from the shelf.
I ate them with relish, with gratitude for her kindness.
Then I was surprised when more crackers appeared
at my appreciative place
from this sensitive person,
this Waitress of Grace.
9/20/2024 ~~ djl
He Left Today (Poetry) - 9/20/2024 3:50:28 PM
I like that you connect the appearance of the avian messenger, Lark. You write with such grace and tenderness. I value the ability to convey the aspects of love of all kinds. With my mother’s ‘continuance,’ it was a red tailed hawk. That hawk seemed to always be overhead when I went to see my mother in her last days. What life form is more free than ‘a bird.’ Keep writing, I’ve only just discovered you, Lark (how delightful a bird is she — beautiful name. :) ~~ djl
A Happy Ending (Poetry) - 9/17/2024 12:04:54 PM
Another poem of yours that paints the picture of a warm-hearted person. Loved the illustration, too* ~~ djl
Two Birdhouses (Poetry) - 9/17/2024 12:01:05 PM
Two Birdhouses surely does have an interpretive element to it. Consensus in comments prevalently refers to relationship, and yet this could be about the red/blue national relationship division, in which case, even in these six lines I was anticipating the two both breaking and a new ‘purple’ one rehung. Ahhh, isn’t it neat to see the different viewpoints. The ‘wind of division’ has each bird house, wind chime, flag, weathervane vulnerable to loss. I find this musical, meaningful, symbolic. Thank you ~~ djl
While I Grieve (Poetry) - 9/17/2024 11:42:08 AM
Lines #6 and #7 are the heart of the artichoke in this piece of writing. Ten words that tell a story all by themselves. The brevity itself carries a barge of feelings. ~~ djl
And Then I Was Old (Poetry) - 9/17/2024 11:35:37 AM
Your finger is on the pulse of this journey and you are able to convey the rhythm well to us. Thank you for sharing this universally-relatable subject and state of being. ~~ djl
Davy's Eyes (Poetry) - 9/17/2024 11:31:46 AM
I appreciate what Ron Hull said here: “Each line reflects your connection to him, from his birth onward.” I differ in the “being free to see again,” because there are losses that have our souls needing to read braille for what feels like and may be…the rest of our days. 1,000 sorrows in every raised dot. With compassion ~~ djl
Davy's Eyes (Poetry) - 8/4/2024 9:04:42 AM
I don't have any children. But I'm sure losing one the way you lost Davy will stay with you for some time yet to come. I know you didn't cause It, so free yourself from that thought. In time you will be free to see again.
Each line reflects your connection to him, from his birth onward. Well done. It will help you, writing about it.
Ron
Angry Boy (Poetry) - 7/25/2024 2:48:09 AM
A very sad poem but written with passion on a subject far too many have experienced,that being holding their mums to blame for their own anger.
Angry Boy (Poetry) - 3/18/2024 5:00:03 PM
Luv the honesty i felt in this poem! Tks for sharing!
Angry Boy (Poetry) - 3/18/2024 9:15:50 AM
So sorry to read sad poems like this. While behaviorists would generally disagree, we are descendants of long lines of DNA, some good and some bad. No matter what you do, your son probably is on the receiving end of male anger that is built into his genes coming down from generations above. Recalling what I read of your father.
But I'm glad you tried. And sad that you failed. I would go continue to seek out those who care for you and love you rather than spending any more time trying to persuade your son that you are not the one that made him the way he is. Like your poem suggests, I hope that he treats his family better than he does his mother.
Ron
While I Grieve (Poetry) - 12/31/2023 2:15:15 AM
Google assembles my favorite Youtube songs in a long column. I sometimes play them for hours and hours. They lift my spirit. You should try it. Really. Happy thoughts. Ed
While I Grieve (Poetry) - 12/16/2023 10:09:35 AM
I don't know who the "you" you are referring to (his father?) But your message is heartfelt and should be heeded by him.
Ron
Death is a Blessing for Some of Us (Poetry) - 11/17/2023 5:44:39 AM
Lark, I'm so deeply sorry for your loss. Blessings to you Sweet Lady. There are really no words, they seem so impotent. I have been in the place you describe, God rest his soul and clothe him in riches.
Death is a Blessing for Some of Us (Poetry) - 11/13/2023 12:52:56 PM
This poem embodies a heartbreaking truth. The end of suffering can be a blessing, but those of left behind still know the tears. Goodbye, David. We will always be thinking of you.
Death is a Blessing for Some of Us (Poetry) - 11/12/2023 8:16:30 AM
My book is called The Bones of the Homeless an written after hearing the cries of the homeless 24/7 ..Your suffering speaks for millions an I pray the day comes when every soul on earth has food shelter an medical care an no person ever has to eat out of a garbage can.
After volunteering with Mother Teresa and her sisters 25 yrs as well as orphanges the one thing I know is we are here to offer one another service in whatever form the good Lord gives us.
Thank-You for sharing this an opening our hearts and minds.
Death is a Blessing for Some of Us (Poetry) - 11/11/2023 1:46:50 PM
I think of my own mortality these days, and hope that my
passing will be like an anesthetic that I cannot sense.
Much love to you Lark. I am certain you were a great mom.
Death is a Blessing for Some of Us (Poetry) - 11/11/2023 11:14:35 AM
Apparently, his bipolar nature made it impossible for him to deal with this world. It makes me wonder whether money and the right treatment, might have made all the difference.
But being murdered in an abandoned house leads me to believe that he was in a modern "no man's land" where people carry guns and use them.
I can't feel your pain because I've never experienced anything like that. Perhaps it is a relief both for him and for you, for not having to worry about him anymore.
Ron
Death is a Blessing for Some of Us (Poetry) - 11/11/2023 7:03:58 AM
Oh my goodness gracious dearest precious Lark. My prayers are with you!!!!!
Death is a Blessing for Some of Us (Poetry) - 11/11/2023 6:52:03 AM
This is a heartbreaking poem! I feel your pain, and then I also feel the relief that the suffering of your baby is over. He is in a happier place now. God bless him!
Sandie
Throwing A Fit (Poetry) - 8/6/2021 1:42:32 PM
Ha, Ha! Very funny, but I get the feeling it's not too funny being fed up!
Fading (Poetry) - 4/26/2021 10:25:44 AM
Where there is life there is always Hope...
And Hope lends its energy to renewed Health...
Sending Love...and happier thoughts...
Diana...
Fading (Poetry) - 3/12/2021 12:41:20 PM
I'm so sorry for the grief you are experiencing. I honestly believe as we age we think more about eternity because we are closer now to the next life than the life we came from. Beautiful, honest write.
Throwing A Fit (Poetry) - 3/11/2021 8:40:53 PM
love it -- have one for me
Dysfunction Junction (Poetry) - 1/23/2021 1:16:19 PM
I don't know when you posted this nice exposé of our Congress working for itself rather than for the people, but I don't doubt that you wrote it 10 years before. Very apropos.
I just learned that my inner-city gerrymandered congressman, Al Green, who once came up to me at a funeral, shook my hand and called me, "Brother," even though he didn't know me from Adam, working in the trenches at his alma mater TSU in the Third Ward of George Floyd and Thomas Freeman infamy or fame, now earns a paupers' wage of $175,000 a year.
Green usually goes unopposed and wins by a large margin, similar to his predecessor, Mickey Leland, tragically killed in a plane crash in Ethiopia. To his credit, Green was first called for Trump's impeachment by resolution.
Ron
Fading (Poetry) - 1/23/2021 1:01:56 PM
Probably the most research money goes into heart disease. That's when healthy men on the golf course, young and feeling great, have a heart attack and die, without ever going through all that misery and decline that accompanies aging. Methinks that is a better way to go.
On the other hand, your poem describes one of many ailments that age tends to give us that grow in intensity until they can be like a living hell. Medicine here is rather palliative rather than curative and often does not overcome the pain and disability very well at all. We certainly should have a say when enough is enough. Dr. Kevorkian, where are you when we need you?
Ron
Fading (Poetry) - 1/23/2021 5:18:24 AM
hope for the best
Fading (Poetry) - 1/23/2021 12:07:16 AM
I know the feelings
the aches the pains the lapses
the faulty synapses
gasping for air
I hope it doesn't end this way.
Much love to you, Lark.
Afraid and Not Afraid (Poetry) - 1/22/2021 6:53:03 PM
Once again, you express sentiments through your verses with which I completely relate. I KNOW such fear and sadly, it has come to on more than one occasion along the journey. Love, peace, and best wishes (blessings) to you, Lark,
Regis. 🌺🌲🍂🌳🍁
Fading (Poetry) - 1/21/2021 1:05:56 PM
A very compelling and meaningful poem, Lark. Oddly, or coincidentally, I recently wrote (started writing, actually) a poem also entitled, "Fading." Love, peace, and best wishes to you and yours,
Regis. 🌺🍁
P.S. This is the start to the poem in question:
Fading
My heart is broken
Shards of love
Strewn about my existence
It is not life
Without you
All is fading
An injured bird
Its wing broken
Like my heart
Waiting
Hope fading...
Dysfunction Junction (Poetry) - 12/12/2018 3:45:25 AM
I loved those commercials...or jingles. And I love your poem. Always
slurp up works that give a poke at our dysfunctional government and society. Not many brave enough!! I will following you...I'm the one in the red electric chair...lol. It is good to find a kindred spirit.
Two Birdhouses (Poetry) - 9/8/2018 8:52:22 AM
Very symbolic and soul-stirring, Lark. Love and best wishes,
Regis
Alone Again (Poetry) - 4/22/2018 4:35:09 PM
I can feel the pain and loneliness of your words. Human beings weren't meant to be alone.
And Then I Was Old (Poetry) - 3/9/2018 10:41:22 PM
Every stage as important as the other Beautiful Lark.. even if more tiring/trying..... xox :-D
Two Birdhouses (Poetry) - 1/24/2018 2:40:33 PM
Sweet and sad. We lose a piece of our heart each time we lose someone.
Two Birdhouses (Poetry) - 1/21/2018 7:34:06 AM
I like the way you wrote this
Two Birdhouses (Poetry) - 1/21/2018 5:17:20 AM
Sorry that I'm late… Haven't been checking on poetry lately working on that book that you are so graciously following… Thanks!
This is a fabulous poem. It doesn't look like the other readers see the breakup of a relationship subtly in it. The poem is short and gets to the point quickly. Metaphorically perfect. For humans. Not for the birds. Kudos!
Ron
Two Birdhouses (Poetry) - 1/19/2018 7:23:18 AM
I'm sure there will be tenants moving in soon.
Two Birdhouses (Poetry) - 1/18/2018 7:36:56 PM
Too funny! It's for the birds!
Two Birdhouses (Poetry) - 1/18/2018 11:21:01 AM
Poignant, and so very. very . 'Nuff said.
Dysfunction Junction (Poetry) - 11/17/2017 2:26:25 PM
I love this poem it's awesome and so apt for today.
Dysfunction Junction (Poetry) - 8/3/2017 4:37:10 PM
This is very well written, xo
Alone Again (Poetry) - 8/3/2017 1:55:00 PM
We all need company every now and then especially someone who can truly listen and understand us, we all need a friend, I enjoyed your poem dear Lark, xo
Dysfunction Junction (Poetry) - 8/1/2017 9:26:42 AM
Now you have me picturing Trump as a fly with big bulging eyes and mouth wide open. You gave me a good laugh, even though our country's situation is serious and dire.
What A Man! (Poetry) - 5/22/2017 2:10:08 PM
Thanks for everything #2 you are the R
And Then I Was Old (Poetry) - 4/18/2017 12:37:47 AM
I can relate to this one it was very well written and made me feel sad.
Best wishes always
from
Kay
Ode to Daphney (Poetry) - 4/17/2017 4:02:59 PM
A sweet and soul-stirring tribute to Daphney, Lark. Love and best wishes to you,
Régis
Alone Again (Poetry) - 4/17/2017 4:36:16 AM
A deep moving poem that really touched me.
Best wishes
from
Kay
Staying Here (Poetry) - 2/8/2017 11:05:43 AM
compelling read
Never Stop writing!!
m
Stranger (Poetry) - 2/8/2017 11:05:17 AM
poignant read
Never Stop writing!!
m
The Friend (Poetry) - 2/8/2017 11:03:58 AM
compelling, enjoyed the read
Never Stop writing!!
m
Throwing A Fit (Poetry) - 2/8/2017 11:02:52 AM
chuckle
Never Stop writing!!
m
Untouched (Poetry) - 2/8/2017 11:02:13 AM
ah bliss
Never Stop writing!!
m
What A Man! (Poetry) - 2/8/2017 11:01:35 AM
poignant read
well said
Never Stop writing!!
m
Who Hates Junk Mail? (Poetry) - 2/8/2017 11:00:48 AM
chuckle
Never Stop writing!!
m
Winter I Miss You (Poetry) - 2/8/2017 11:00:24 AM
used to like winter much
not so much now that i am arthritic and elderly, heh
enjoyed the read
Never Stop writing!!
m
And Then I Was Old (Poetry) - 2/8/2017 10:59:30 AM
i am shocked each morning when i look into the mirror
enjoyed your poem
Never Stop writing!!
m
A Happy Ending (Poetry) - 2/8/2017 10:58:09 AM
well done
Never Stop writing!!
m
Ode to Daphney (Poetry) - 2/8/2017 10:57:36 AM
sweet tribute to Daphney
Never Stop writing!!
m
Ode to Daphney (Poetry) - 1/8/2017 7:39:03 AM
They sure grow on us, don't they? From what I read, I think you let her go too soon. So sorry to hear that.
Anyway, it's good to see you back here posting again… Even though it's on a sad subject.
Ron
Ode to Daphney (Poetry) - 1/7/2017 2:39:44 PM
Love this as I love all about dogs, more so than people for dogs show us all how to really live...-e-
Ode to Daphney (Poetry) - 1/7/2017 5:34:48 AM
A dendrical touch, this call to rise.
Ode to Daphney (Poetry) - 1/7/2017 5:20:41 AM
I have often thought that if we have never had a dog in our lives we really don't know a thing about love. Your have confirmed my thoughts, Lark, lovely person that you are.
Ode to Daphney (Poetry) - 1/6/2017 8:48:22 AM
Lark, good to see you posting again. Loved the poem, but of course I would, the dog lover I am. I also think your new picture is quite charming.
Ode to Daphney (Poetry) - 1/6/2017 6:06:59 AM
Nice tribute. If you get the chance, check out Jimmy Stewart's poem about his dog Beau. There's a video of him On Youtube, on Johnny Carson, reading this poem.
I Hope It Was Easy (Poetry) - 6/5/2016 1:11:26 AM
Simply beautiful...it is what I would have wished for my own Mother...
Love,
Diana....
I Hope It Was Easy (Poetry) - 12/10/2015 8:44:19 PM
So sorrowful, and yet so beautiful, Lark.
I don't know how you could have said it better.
Peace to you, dear lady.
I Hope It Was Easy (Poetry) - 12/8/2015 11:39:24 AM
I'm sorry to be so late to respond. I just haven't been looking at poetry lately, engrossed with other things.
Your quiet sendoff to your mother is very beautiful and touching. I'm glad that you were able to write this poem in her honor.
Ron
I Hope It Was Easy (Poetry) - 12/8/2015 4:24:15 AM
Lark I am so deeply sorry for your loss. This is a beautiful poem from your heart. May God's Spirit and your memories bring you comfort.
He Left Today (Poetry) - 12/7/2015 2:39:17 AM
poigant read I am saddened by your loss
Aren't You Lucky (Poetry) - 12/7/2015 2:37:00 AM
lovely sentiment
I Hope It Was Easy (Poetry) - 12/7/2015 2:36:06 AM
lovely tribute to your love one
I am saddened by your loss,
I Hope It Was Easy (Poetry) - 12/6/2015 7:22:33 AM
Please accept my sympathies and prayers at this time.
Love ya!
Jane
I Hope It Was Easy (Poetry) - 12/6/2015 6:37:47 AM
Such a heartfelt piece of literary composition, Lark, masterful even. I am sorry your mother passed away . . .
I Hope It Was Easy (Poetry) - 12/5/2015 10:33:17 PM
WOW...IN A TIME LIKE THIS I CAN ONLY SAY, MAY HER GOD...ALWAYS BE YOUR GOD. AND MAY HE STRENGTHEN AND COMFORT YOU IN THIS VERY HARD HOUR. YOU HAVE MY CONDOLENCES, MY LOVE, MY PRAYERS. MAY YOU BE BLESSED ABUNDANTLY WITH FAITH OVERFLOWING. JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
I Hope It Was Easy (Poetry) - 12/5/2015 9:27:31 PM
My sincere condolences, Lark. This is a loving, expressive poem that is of course apt and timely. You have my empathy. Love and peace and healing along with my best wishes,
Regis
Aren't You Lucky (Poetry) - 10/25/2015 7:32:13 AM
I sense a bit of wishful thinking. Throughout my life, while I've not had children. I have seen a few little princesses like this, either daddy's or mommy's special little girl.
While I can't deny a child's need for love, I have sensed that this kind of "lavishing on," may end up with negative consequences when the young lady becomes an adult. When I see what young women spend on weddings with daddy paying, I really wonder.
Ron
Aren't You Lucky (Poetry) - 10/24/2015 9:03:45 AM
Sweet sentiment well-expressed, Lark. Thank you for sharing. Love and best wishes,
Regis
Aren't You Lucky (Poetry) - 10/24/2015 8:02:48 AM
When your fingers touch the pen or the keyboard, they always spell
L-O-V-E. Welcome back, Lark.
Aren't You Lucky (Poetry) - 10/24/2015 7:22:48 AM
Yes, yes indeed she is very lucky. Can only hope that her luck will hold out for the rest of her life. So good to se you posting, Lark.
Aren't You Lucky (Poetry) - 10/24/2015 7:06:20 AM
Daddy's girl,
Mommy's too.
That's one lucky girl,
Loved so true.
Michael D.
Aren't You Lucky (Poetry) - 10/23/2015 5:03:26 PM
Brings back fond memories!
Love ya!
Jane
He Left Today (Poetry) - 6/3/2015 8:51:39 AM
This is very meaningful for me as I recently lost a friend in the same manner. I really did not expect her to leave so soon. Thank you, Lark. Love and best wishes to you,
Regis
Winter I Miss You (Poetry) - 5/24/2015 8:53:46 AM
Actually, I love winter as well, Lark. And I also love your poem. Merci! Love and best wishes,
Regis
And Then I Was Old (Poetry) - 5/19/2015 5:38:15 PM
Conscious living is the secret....like when on holiday...memories stay forever...
But the mundane is as important as the big stuff...
A life well lived...
Hugs,
Diana...
And Then I Was Old (Poetry) - 5/12/2015 7:47:08 PM
5-12-2015
You Are Only As Old As You Feel-
Think- Sleep Then You Are Dead
For Sure!
TRASK...
And Then I Was Old (Poetry) - 5/12/2015 7:26:36 AM
Always got a love Michael's humor. I feel sad when I read this because I see you going through a transition that you are fighting with all your worth. Both here and at home I seem to be surrounded with the aging. Almost everyone I know is going through some kind of change or another related to age. It upsets me, not because some are dying, but because some are giving up too much too soon.
I hope you don't do that and have a lot of living ahead of you. I'm looking so forward to what I've got left, and I think you know what I mean better than most.
Ron
And Then I Was Old (Poetry) - 5/12/2015 6:28:56 AM
As they say, age is mind over matter. If you don't mind, it doesn't matter. Loved this gem.
Michael D.
And Then I Was Old (Poetry) - 5/11/2015 12:50:16 PM
..you witty-insightful-wise words Lark...charm regardless
of your age-related perspective...you still retain the edge
and ..."own the world"....Thanks for sharing your poem.
And Then I Was Old (Poetry) - 5/11/2015 10:05:17 AM
I can't relate to this as I am only 60, though to be honest I sometimes feel 100...but I keep pluggin' along as best as I can, though I do whine and complain a bit...but that is just me, I have been doing that since I was in my teens... <smile> -e-
And Then I Was Old (Poetry) - 5/11/2015 9:22:17 AM
I know that a lot of people will relate to the theme that you share through your verses here so eloquently, Lark. I know that I certainly can. I close my eyes and feel time passing past my face like a breeze. As each day, month, year go by, time seems to be speeding up. We are still here though. I just lost a friend (very young) through horrible circumstances. Coincidentally since you and I don't post that much, I just posted a poem about her. Thank you for sharing, Lark. Love and best wishes to you,
Regis
And Then I Was Old (Poetry) - 5/11/2015 9:04:26 AM
Both, Edward! Laughing and crying. It's damned scary.
And Then I Was Old (Poetry) - 5/11/2015 9:02:57 AM
Old is the last refuge of the unimaginative.
You're not old until you give up.
A sense of humor helps.
Are you laughing or crying? :)
And Then I Was Old (Poetry) - 5/11/2015 8:52:31 AM
Yeah..............I got old...............OLD AND SASSY!!!! LOL
I enjoyed this poem a lot!!
Love ya!
Jane
And Then I Was Old (Poetry) - 5/11/2015 8:43:06 AM
I can big time relate, Lark. Age does have a tendency to make us look at reality, and our energy level is lacking. Still . . . We make do the best way we can. Life goes on, until it doesn't
Who Hates Junk Mail? (Poetry) - 2/15/2015 2:25:38 AM
Our world is polluted enough without all this extra trash...especially the cold calling...but it is part of our modern society...
Makes you think though....
Diana...
Who Hates Junk Mail? (Poetry) - 2/8/2015 11:05:31 AM
It's all Karma, Lark. We pollute the oceans and the air, and get soaked with pop ups and poop ons. It's a dirty world... :)
Who Hates Junk Mail? (Poetry) - 2/8/2015 8:26:23 AM
This rings so true. Add to it robo-calls. I am tired of the bombardment too! Well said and unusual poetic subject!
Who Hates Junk Mail? (Poetry) - 2/7/2015 5:19:35 PM
Excellent write! Junk mail boxes were invented for what? I don't want to store the junk, I want to dump it back out in the cyberspace dumpster in the sky!.
Who Hates Junk Mail? (Poetry) - 2/7/2015 2:30:37 PM
a good write Lark
I will try your suggestion
Love & Peace be with you
William
Who Hates Junk Mail? (Poetry) - 2/7/2015 12:04:53 PM
Junk mail in E-Mails
Junk mail in the mailbox.
What really need,
Is junk mail locks.
Michael D.
Who Hates Junk Mail? (Poetry) - 2/7/2015 11:05:34 AM
I must be Dr. Strangelove. I've come to love junk mail. If I didn't get junk mail, I think I wouldn't get any email at all! But I do have plenty of paper snail mail. Enough to keep me warm on cold winter days as I burn it in the fireplace and breathe in the essence of inks and other dangerous chemicals.
I'm buying a lot of drones to fly to these friendly folks and pee on them. Care to join me for gathering a stockpile of ammunition?
When they call, they get my drift, and hang up before I nuke them!
Ron
Who Hates Junk Mail? (Poetry) - 2/7/2015 9:53:18 AM
I just delete and not let it get to me, as it were...-e-
Who Hates Junk Mail? (Poetry) - 2/7/2015 9:45:01 AM
Unfortunately, due to our financial system and the way things are set up, if companies were not allowed to spew their ads all over the place, much of what we access on the internet would not be free. I completely agree with you; and I also very much dislike unsolicited telephone calls from companies and such. Thank you, Lark. Love, peace, and best wishes to you,
Regis
Who Hates Junk Mail? (Poetry) - 2/7/2015 9:28:29 AM
I'm on board. Wish I was computer savvy enough to build such a program.
Who Hates Junk Mail? (Poetry) - 2/7/2015 8:56:04 AM
I'm with you on this for sure! Another thing I can't stand are the phone calls from companies trying to sell something.
Love ya!
Jane
A Happy Ending (Poetry) - 2/6/2015 3:46:34 AM
...all's well that ends well...Thank you Lark
for sharing your sense of humor...love your poem.
I Dream, You Dream (Poetry) - 2/5/2015 10:03:57 PM
Does that really exist?
California Past (Poetry) - 2/5/2015 9:03:44 PM
Sorry to hear your memories are a bit ruffled on this particular place in California, I believe it is better than ever and much cleaner compared to many parts of our country. I, for one, certainly would not consider leaving California unless it was to live in paradise like Hawaii. Love this write.
Amor
A Little Accidental Luck (Poetry) - 2/5/2015 6:29:09 AM
A pleasing write. I like the turn from negative to positive... "new chance to play." -- Jeff Mason
A Happy Ending (Poetry) - 2/3/2015 7:03:37 AM
hahaha how cute...I love happy endings
Owl (Poetry) - 1/31/2015 7:25:21 PM
Beautifully penned
There a huge owl that loves perching on top of my mail box so majestic it fills me with pride that he choses my mail box to perch upon while on his nightly hunt ....... love & peace be with you
William
Owl (Poetry) - 1/27/2015 8:12:10 PM
Thank you for sharing this special encounter and unique experience through your verses, Lark. Love and best wishes to you,
Regis
Owl (Poetry) - 1/20/2015 9:54:56 AM
Hearing about your experience makes me smile, too.
Owl (Poetry) - 1/19/2015 2:47:51 PM
I remember as a child seeing barn owls in the huge "Roundhouse" at a big factory where they worked on trains. They are so cool and thrilling to see.
Love ya!
Jane
A Happy Ending (Poetry) - 1/18/2015 1:07:46 PM
I love it and this speaks to your kind and gentle nature which I love as well. Thank you, Lark (apt name considering the theme of your poem ☻). Love and best wishes to you,
Regis
A Happy Ending (Poetry) - 1/17/2015 9:25:42 PM
A FUNNY and touching ending that made me smile BIG. Life is like that, full of surprises! Well done Lark!
John Michael
A Happy Ending (Poetry) - 1/12/2015 8:41:40 AM
A cute little poem with a happy ending. Unfortunately, while many strike my windows thinking they are dealing with another bird that is their reflection, and some shake it off and fly away as though nothing ever happened, a few unfortunate break their necks and become cat or possum food a'fore the next night is over.
Ron
What A Man! (Poetry) - 1/11/2015 4:07:47 PM
What a man, indeed! Bless him.
Love ya!
Jane
A Happy Ending (Poetry) - 1/11/2015 4:05:47 PM
I am very touched by this write. My grandchildren and I do a lot of nature walking. Once, we found a fawn stuck by a fallen tree. We all lifted it. It was light enough as it was a dead narrow tree. The fawn scampered away into the forest. I'm sure you had a good feeling inside after what you did. Bravo!
Love ya!
Jane
A Happy Ending (Poetry) - 1/11/2015 3:26:05 PM
So few happy endings anymore, glad to see this one had one...-e-
A Happy Ending (Poetry) - 1/11/2015 1:50:41 PM
After that sexy title, I'm certain this poem is riddled with code words that conceal secret activities. Especially the last sentence. My cryptologist is going to report back in the morning. :)
A Happy Ending (Poetry) - 1/11/2015 1:42:09 PM
A nice poem. I enjoyed reading it. This poem reminded me of a Dan Fogelberg song, Magic Every Moment. It's on his River Of Souls CD. It's about an experience much like yours.
Michael D.
A Happy Ending (Poetry) - 1/11/2015 12:14:25 PM
FANtastic! Somehow this poem read true. Enjoyed it very much.
What A Man! (Poetry) - 1/11/2015 10:19:16 AM
A most meaningful and heartfelt offering, Lark. I can only imagine what it would be like to go through this. I watched my father deteriorate over four years but he was in a hospital care facility so I was not looking after him like this man in your poem. Thank you for sharing. Love and best wishes to you,
Regis
What A Man! (Poetry) - 1/11/2015 9:18:57 AM
Very touching. I had to take care of my Mom whjen she started to get dementia. Being a caregiver is no easy task. My Mom got so bad, I had to put her in a nursing home. That remains the hardest and most painful thing I've ever done. Your poem brought back many of those memories.
Michael D.
Smile, Darn It (Poetry) - 1/4/2015 2:51:19 PM
this is really good, it juggles the mind
Smile, Darn It (Poetry) - 1/4/2015 11:47:30 AM
Witty, humorous and yet, meaningful. I am fortunate in that I rarely need dental work anymore and my dentist is one of the most gentle men I know. Still, I sure do empathize with you, Lark. By the way, I love your photo on your bio page. Love and best wishes,
Regis
Smile, Darn It (Poetry) - 1/3/2015 12:19:53 PM
You're reminding me not to get a toothache. Oh, if wishing would prevent it! My sympathy to you.
Connie
Smile, Darn It (Poetry) - 1/3/2015 7:59:24 AM
The pain is one we all know. In LA, I had the most wonderful dentist. Now, not so much. And you're right about the $$$ too! Nifty and original work, Lark!
Smile, Darn It (Poetry) - 1/2/2015 8:12:38 AM
I can certainly relate to that! Did you change my name to Fred?
Ron
Smile, Darn It (Poetry) - 12/31/2014 9:44:24 PM
Been there....Ouch!
Always,
Deborah
Smile, Darn It (Poetry) - 12/31/2014 12:45:53 PM
Isn't that the truth!
Love ya!
Jane
Smile, Darn It (Poetry) - 12/31/2014 11:05:10 AM
I hads a cavity,
it was dark and deep.
Before you drill, doc,
you'd better put me to sleep.
Michael D.
Smile, Darn It (Poetry) - 12/31/2014 9:14:51 AM
I have to look forward going to an oral surgeon sometime soon, as I like to sleep when they pull two more of my precious few teeth left, but its my own fault, never took care of them hence they are practically falling out on their own...I just hope to have dentures as soon as possible...I am tired of gumming my food...Hey, Happy New Year, young lady...-e-
Smile, Darn It (Poetry) - 12/30/2014 5:21:49 PM
Glad you "fixed" the poem from how it looked before. I hate dentists.
I Dream, You Dream (Poetry) - 12/30/2014 11:08:22 AM
Where would we be without dreams? Thank you for sharing your thoughts, Lark. Love and best wishes,
Regis
I Dream, You Dream (Poetry) - 12/28/2014 3:52:36 PM
Dreams are problem solvers helping one sort out what
is wrong in your life. Dreams are symbols.....keep on
dreaming Lark!
Always,
Deborah
I Dream, You Dream (Poetry) - 12/26/2014 11:39:44 PM
you dream, they dream we dream I love dreaming, love this short awesome piece.....love & peace be with you
Merry Christmas
William
I Dream, You Dream (Poetry) - 12/26/2014 3:41:24 PM
l luv this concept ... it takes a well-develop lucid dreamer to first molecule bend then find their deepest love ...
I Dream, You Dream (Poetry) - 12/26/2014 12:37:42 PM
Dreaming is all well and good but then we wake up and reality hits us in the head.
Love ya!
Jane
I Dream, You Dream (Poetry) - 12/26/2014 12:22:12 PM
Keep dreamin', kid, we should all have dreams to shoot for...-e-
I Dream, You Dream (Poetry) - 12/26/2014 11:19:15 AM
Psft! Lark: Coffee shops, libraries, parks, dancing schools, gyms, even Authorsden. You have a lot to offer. Get out of the house. And don't forget to smile. :)
I Dream, You Dream (Poetry) - 12/26/2014 9:54:19 AM
Perhaps someday… Soon.
Ron
Now Was That Really Necessary (Poetry) - 12/23/2014 2:50:49 PM
quasi-rant that makes a nice poetic encapsulation ...
Now Was That Really Necessary (Poetry) - 12/16/2014 1:46:34 AM
Freaking PERFECT, you ought to write more of this stuff, I laughed my, er, uh, well u know, off...I know that middle finger quite well, used it alot when I was younger but now I just flip jerks the peace sign...road rage and such thwarted, my life moves on...but I still save that middle finger for a special expletive as being from NJ you NEED to know of the Jersey wave that your picture is displaying...GREAT write, hon...wanna hear more from you...-e-
Now Was That Really Necessary (Poetry) - 12/15/2014 9:05:19 PM
Wow! This is the BEST write of the day! This is my daily encounter with life. However the silent Majority is very polite. We just don't pay attention to that other 90 percent. Thank God for them. For if were not for them NO ONE would yield right of way and a 4 way stop would be a "I dare you" contest. Amen!
Now Was That Really Necessary (Poetry) - 12/15/2014 1:04:24 PM
OMG! Look who's back! And with your sense of humor intact.
Merry Christmas, happy new year, and may 2015 be your best ever!
I (Poetry) - 12/15/2014 10:23:13 AM
True friendship is a treasure. Thank you for sharing this most meaningful write, Lark; and I am sorry for your loss. Love and best wishes,
Regis
Now Was That Really Necessary (Poetry) - 12/14/2014 1:07:34 PM
This issue certainly need to be addressed...too many people...in our societies became...a blatantly rude...tactless...inconsiderate...disrespectful..
That includes the comments...people post on the AD!...think first!!!!....and don't call other writers....the masses!!!!
You are not happy and vocalised...what it really is that makes you upset...and your poem shows it brilliantly...It teaches...how civility and common courtesy work!
Thank you Lark, for sharing your thoughtful and educative verse.
Now Was That Really Necessary (Poetry) - 12/14/2014 11:13:51 AM
Quite true for I have met many who do not acknowledge the Golden rule.
Always,
Deborah
Now Was That Really Necessary (Poetry) - 12/14/2014 11:08:39 AM
My thoughts exactly… Your poem resonates well with me.
About those disabled parking spaces. I find that they are often taken and the ones prescribed for vans like mine are often taken by huge pickups driven by old folks who need a short walk to the store but can still climb way up into those things. What I do is park catty wampus across two spaces, so the idiots who can't read "do not park within 8 feet of this side" can't figure out how to park me in. Haven't got a ticket yet, but probably got some stupid looks from people who think that I've parked very badly.
Ron
Now Was That Really Necessary (Poetry) - 12/14/2014 11:05:15 AM
I really enjoyed this write. There are so many people out there that are like that. To many of them I know personally.there are so many assholes out there, the trick is to remember that at one time or another, we've all been asshole ourselves. There is always room for improvement.
Michael D.
Now Was That Really Necessary (Poetry) - 12/14/2014 10:13:05 AM
Points very well made, Lark. You have a typo in the last verse "the." I make typos often and I am glad when people point them out so I can make the correction. Thank you for sharing this. Love and best wishes,
Regis
Now Was That Really Necessary (Poetry) - 12/14/2014 8:24:08 AM
Hah! I hear you talking, especially about the handicap parking places, since I am one with a handicap license plate. Way back before that I would never park in a handicap spot. Good seeing you again.
Now Was That Really Necessary (Poetry) - 12/14/2014 7:45:17 AM
People can be so very inconsiderate of others. You have put it well!
Love ya!
Jane
Now Was That Really Necessary (Poetry) - 12/14/2014 6:27:56 AM
Lark,
You had the courage to say what I've been thinking for years. AMEN
Love and blessings,
~Linda
Grind (Poetry) - 2/2/2014 11:29:10 AM
Doesn't sound like your spirit is dead, but surely understand how the grind would wear on one. A bit of music would make your verse a proper anthem.
A Little Accidental Luck (Poetry) - 12/31/2013 12:34:05 PM
Good Luck lark
hope all goes well with you
Love & Peace be with you
Happy New Year
William
A Little Accidental Luck (Poetry) - 12/17/2013 3:41:18 PM
A clean slate. Few of us get a chance to start over again. Unfortunate that it should happen, but clean slates are few and very far between. Great to see something like this end on an excited note of cheer and hope and a little confidence. Just takes a little you know. Enjoyed the read. Bob
A Little Accidental Luck (Poetry) - 12/13/2013 4:02:10 AM
But, Lark, it does get better!
Always,
Deborah
A Little Accidental Luck (Poetry) - 12/7/2013 4:03:17 PM
Excellent write infusing the reader with positivity, Lark. I do not believe in luck as it is akin to throwing hope to the whims of an unknown force. But I do believe that we pave our own way in this world making choices that may be good or maybe bad as we wind our way through a path or road without street signs to tell us where we ultimately wind up. This poem really points out the good in being able to make a new choice.
A Little Accidental Luck (Poetry) - 12/4/2013 9:50:05 AM
every day is a new one, filled with endless possibilities. The luck comes from not feeling so lost and forlorn that you miss the opportunities passing by... Every ending holds a new beginning. Live long, love deep, and know that you are special. M.True
A Little Accidental Luck (Poetry) - 12/2/2013 3:06:49 PM
I love your attitude, Lark. Love and best wishes to you,
Regis
A Little Accidental Luck (Poetry) - 12/2/2013 10:42:03 AM
Good luck! I've been where you are now and learned a lot from it.
Love ya!
Jane
A Little Accidental Luck (Poetry) - 12/2/2013 9:09:40 AM
There is no end to what we can keep learning in this game.
When we are down we must believe things can improve.
Wishing improvement all around.
Good poem, thanks for sharing.
John
A Little Accidental Luck (Poetry) - 12/2/2013 8:00:25 AM
You might say that luck's been on my side for a very long time. And you know better than I what I mean by that. Maybe a little of mine will rub off.
I certainly hope that all you have is good luck from now on…
Ron
My favorite quote: "If it weren't for bad luck, I I'd have no luck at all."
A Little Accidental Luck (Poetry) - 12/2/2013 3:34:31 AM
and i hope you all the luck in the world
budd
A Little Accidental Luck (Poetry) - 12/1/2013 10:03:03 PM
A profound poetic message. I been there before and glad I am out. Better off to try computer dating than the bar scene. It's a nasty world out in that cesspool and not a pretty one at that. Churches have lots of single groups and at least most folks are sympathetic in there and are willing to share and care. This time of year better off going the safe mode as it seems you tried other rough roads before and as I have found, they all to often lead to nowhere.
Peace, Love and Christmas Blessings,
John Michael Domino
A Little Accidental Luck (Poetry) - 12/1/2013 4:44:19 PM
Glad you're back in the game, Lark. Good wine is a good place to set the bar (the figurative bar). Good things follow when you hold onto your standards. Good luck, good cheer, and much affection.
A Little Accidental Luck (Poetry) - 12/1/2013 4:06:08 PM
Ab-so-lutely! My friend you damn well betcha! I like that spark showing through the darkness. It is out there. A chance for happiness to claim you for the rest of your life. Look for it. Grab onto it and never let it go. Yep, talking about a new chance to PLAY! It is there for the taking. I am on the sidelines cheering, Lark. Completely!
Lost (Poetry) - 10/30/2013 12:24:09 AM
A touching write Lark
I understand your feelings
with a Grandkid Of my own
coping with this condition
Love & Peace be with you
William
Lost (Poetry) - 10/25/2013 8:55:50 PM
This pain and suffering is described by too many friends and relatives.
I pray for a quick end of this pain and suffering for all. Amen
Peace, love and God's speed,
John Michael
Compliance, Compliance, Compliance (Poetry) - 10/25/2013 3:11:08 PM
As instructor and administrator, I too was bound by law to someones best-practices protocol. I jumped ship in 2001, not because of the changes, but because this old dog was not being able to keep up with that many new tricks. Good poem. M.True
Lost (Poetry) - 10/20/2013 4:14:56 PM
I am very familiar with this "condition" and I can completely empathize. Thank you for sharing this most meaningful write, Lark. Love and best wishes to you,
Regis
Lost (Poetry) - 10/15/2013 9:16:23 AM
very moving and so well written
budd
Lost (Poetry) - 10/14/2013 12:35:51 PM
A man measures love by the hour...
A woman by a lifetime.
Lost (Poetry) - 10/14/2013 8:03:57 AM
Unfortunately, most of these people do not have access to those doctors because for the most part they can't function well enough to work or have insurance. They get the left over bad MDs who do not like their jobs and do not care, at least that has been our experience here in Comal County, TX. No counseling available, and bipolars often need med changes. Doesn't happen with uncaring psychiatrists, so the ill do not take their meds, for this and a variety of other reasons. They receive attention when they commit crimes.
L
Lost (Poetry) - 10/14/2013 7:54:46 AM
It's hard for me to fathom what is on the mind of someone who is bipolar, or has any other mental illness, for that matter. I'm grateful that there are doctors willing to try to seek answers and cures so that these people can lead less tormented lives and more productive ones.
Ron
Lost (Poetry) - 10/14/2013 7:48:38 AM
Many families are beginning to see this scenario in their homes and family I know how difficult it is to monitor the degree that someone who is bipolar is to ensure that all is alright and it keeps you on your toes. EXcellent write, Lark You have described very well what you must go through.
Lost (Poetry) - 10/14/2013 6:38:30 AM
Oh, how I understand this all too well. Thank you for describing it in as fine a fashion.
Love ya!
Jane
Lost (Poetry) - 10/14/2013 4:02:39 AM
its hard too imagine living with the darkness that you so aptly have written about. this was for sure a moving piece
Lost (Poetry) - 10/13/2013 5:26:21 PM
I have a neighbor that is afflicted with this disease, though he does nothing to try to get better, no drugs, no therapy, nothing...one day he will kill someone or himself...its a shame...
Lost (Poetry) - 10/13/2013 5:03:35 PM
Someone close to me is gunning for the wall.
There is not even time to fathom the darkness- only jump out of the way.
I hope- there is hope.
John
Lost (Poetry) - 10/13/2013 2:42:48 PM
Life can seem dark at times, but there is always something better up ahead. Tell your boy to stay with us. Things get better even though things may seem to go dark. This does present a bleak picture but it does show he has hope. May he get better and better Lark. Bob
Lost (Poetry) - 10/13/2013 12:14:06 PM
One can only guess at the darkness that this awful disease can be to a person afflicted with it. I think the poem has explained it in words the ordinary person can "get." I know I got it.
Lost (Poetry) - 10/13/2013 12:10:39 PM
A very good poem. It does manage to capture the confusion of living with the disease.
Untouched (Poetry) - 10/13/2013 10:19:44 AM
You express a timeless and universal theme, Lark; I am sure that many can relate (as I certainly can). Love and best wishes to you,
Regis
Untouched (Poetry) - 10/11/2013 10:54:34 PM
Whatever your bondage remember that one day we will all be free. I don't know what your constant fear is but live every day the best you can. This is a lovely poem.
Love ya!
Jane
Afraid and Not Afraid (Poetry) - 10/11/2013 5:49:01 PM
Love yourself and others will see the special in you. M.True
Just a Waitress (Poetry) - 10/11/2013 5:46:24 PM
Great poem, it's taking us there! Just think about being a computer programmer or some other tedious mind-bending gig. Stuck in a cubicle, staring at a flat screen all day. At the very least, here is your social life!
Secrets (Poetry) - 10/11/2013 5:33:08 PM
Confidentiality was a by-word to me professionally for over 40 years. There were only two conditions to break the vow of silence, the likelihood of physical harm to self or others. Otherwise, it is all about being a silly human. M.True
