QOTD: # 205

What’s something you would attempt if you were guaranteed not to fail.

There’s no such thing as a guarantee to not fail. But nonetheless, I’ll try writing anyway as well as blogging. I’m a musician and will definitely be playing music again soon.

Whether I succeeded or fail, it doesn’t matter as long as I’m doing what I love and it makes me happy and fulfills my life.

As always, thank you for reading…

-aaa

Word Of The Day Challenge 

Today’s Word of the day is Withdraw.

This word is the contribution of our co-administrator of the Word of the Day Challenge blog, Alice, from The59club.blog.

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WITHOUT A GOODBYE

I withdraw my claim on your heart

A claim you never would accept 

I knew this from the very first start 

At the realization I softly wept.

Generosity for you was just a word 

Mind games and tricks emptied my soul

It boggles the mind of all that occurred

Continuously under your control.

Why were you so cruel

I guess I’ll never know 

Playing me for a fool 

That’s how it would go.

I imagine your shock and anger 

That I had the gall to leave 

Your mind, filled with rancor 

For losing my money, you’d grieve.

I doubt you learned a thing 

With all the pain you wrought 

Another was your king 

You just were never caught.

Smoke your cigarettes 

And bide your time 

Karma will find you soon I bet

Repaying all your emotional crimes…

-AAA 10/09/2024

Love Is Many Things

Love is the ideal 

Playing it all by feel 

Satisfaction like a meal

The feelings are real 

Almost stronger than steel 

Loaded with appeal 

The heart, is its seal 

Let me turn the wheel 

No room at all for zeal.

❤️

Love is not wrong 

Hear it in a song 

It’s great to belong 

Even in a throng

Am I wrong?

❤️

Love is pure and true 

Like a sky full of blue 

Fun for me and you 

And I’m not quite through.

❤️

Love is never cruel 

Not played like a fool

Or used like a tool

Or worse yet a mule

Love with your passion 

Not a passing fashion

With mutual attraction 

Not a separate faction

Or reduced like a fraction

That’s at least my reaction❤️❤️❤️

-AAA 10/08/2024

QITD: #205 Hardest Goal

What was the hardest personal goal you’ve set for yourself?

The hardest personal goal I’ve ever set is to love myself. It’s also my greatest accomplishment in my life. Because with self love, I can do anything and become the absolute best version of myself.

A lot of my life people around me treating me like I was less than great in the I assumed that I was for a long time.

I had to get out of my head and I had to realize that what they think doesn’t matter it’s only what I think that matters about myself.

It took a lot of self-love and strength to leave my last ex-wife. It was hard and scary. A lot of change a lot of venturing out of my comfort zone, but it was worth it. That’s where growth is that’s where the answer is lie are outside of our comfort zones. If we want to be better, we must challenge ourselves.

Just remember everything starts and ends with us. That’s become one of my credos. We make bad choices and we pay for them. And that’s how we learn. If you love yourself, you will not tolerate less than great treatment by those around you.

I’ve heard the expression that if you don’t love yourself then nobody will love you. I’m living proof that that’s true. I picked (in the past) people that didn’t care about me (unconsciously) since I didn’t care about myself. once I figured out that cycle, I broke it forever.

To drive the point home, with some music, my favorite track off of Hatful Of Hollow by The Smiths:

As always, thank you for reading…

-aaa

The Deepest Darkest Infinity And Light 

We are all drifting 

At one hundred thousand miles

An hour in space

Deep dark space with many stars

Far far too many to count.

But trust me they’re there 

A billion pin pricks alight

Warming up the cold 

expanse in all directions

Is there really life out there???

-AAA 10/07/2024

Missy’s MAD Challenge # 010

http://madmissywork.blog/2024/10/07/missys-mad-challenge-010/

Every week, a creative prompt will be offered for you to unleash your imagination and artistic skills.

You can share your response in the form of art or any creative expression that the prompt inspires.

There are no restrictions and no deadlines, so feel free to take your time and enjoy the creative process.

Remember to label your response with #missysmadchallenge.

Your challenge for the week

  • At that moment

KNOW YOURSELF

Knowing who you are.

Will help you at that moment,

you feel any doubts…

-AAA 10/07/2024

No Words Just Actions 

Suddenly she’s upon me.

I can hear her softly breathing.

Fast and steady her breath is her want 

And I will satisfy each and more. 

It’s dark but I can make the outlines 

of her face and body as she straddles me.

She kisses me with the passion of a starving person receiving a hearty meal. 

I return her kisses in kind and kiss her neck.

Flames of mutual desire ignite and rage on all night…

-AAA 10/07/2024

QOTD: #204 Favorite Artists

Who are your favorite artists?

I’ll have to break them down by categories. I’m not gonna go into a great deal in detail at this point in the interest of saving you all some time and having to read all my junk (lol).

MUSIC:

The Beatles are my favorite band. always have been always will be.

ART:

Pablo Picasso is my favorite artist. Ever since I studied with him in art history and learned how to view his paintings and art I love his work.

AUTHOR:

Stephen King is my favorite author. been reading his book since I was 11 years old and I love them.

POET:

It’s a three-way tie for favorite poet, being Robert Frost, Shel Silverstein, and Walt Whitman. These three are giants in the poetry world for me.

ACTOR:

It’ll probably have to be a tie between Tom Hanks, and Robert De Niro.

ACTRESS:

It’ll be a tie between Julianne Moore and Rachel McAdams.

There are probably other artistic categories, but I’m going to keep things simple tonight.

As always, thank you for reading…

-aaa

QOTD: #203 Favorite Hobbies

What is your favorite hobby or pastime?

I’m reforming this question to what are my favorite hobbies or past times because there are quite a lot of them.

I’m self taught on piano, so I can somehow read the music and I play by ear and do my own arranging. That’s a lot of fun.

I write a lot, I write poetry, short stories, essays quotes, music analysis, and share them in my blog.

I love to play the drums and eventually I will have a digital set in my apartment, but I have to save up right now.

I love, listening to lots and lots of music and have it playing all the time.

I go once a month with a good friend to do those painting events where there’s a person they’re showing everybody how to do the same painting. It’s way out of my comfort zone, but it’s very good for me to become more balanced creatively.

I also love live music and concerts. I haven’t been to one in a year plus but I intend to get back out there. 

When I’m in a little bit better shape I love playing tennis, walking, hiking, and working out.

I love swimming and going to the beach body boarding.

I love to read and have read many many books.

I love to stream all kinds of great entertainment all the time.

And of course I love video games. I guess I’ll always be a big kid inside.

As always, thank you for reading…

-aaa

Women Are Superior

Women are superior

To all of us men

We simply are inferior.

From fawn to mother hen 

Women are smarter

Rare exception now and then.

Their chromosomes for starters

They have two X’s

Genetically they’re just hardier.

That’s why they’re the fairer sexes 

They’ll outlive us all

For some men, it vexes.

But I don’t mind at all

Without them there’d be no birth

Men having babies, humanity would fall.

An unpopulated earth 

We can’t bear the pain

Or appreciate the worth.

Women are stronger in that vain 

They can handle a lot

What drives men insane.

The instincts they’ve got 

To care and love 

For their children they’ve fought.

They’re blessings from above

Some say they came from a rib

Patience and peace like a dove.

They often change you in your crib 

They wash you and sing you songs

When eating they change your bib.

In childhood righting all your wrongs

Giving lessons and advice

In caring arms where we belong.

Their gentle souls are quite nice

Patience, virtue, complexity, smarts

I’ve seen exception, three times or twice.

But generally they have amazing hearts

Capacity to feel all feelings there are

And the wisdom each imparts.

Walking, and talking, or in your car

Passionate and unafraid

Even with emotional scars.

Their will obeyed

It’s the least we can do

They are not maids.

Or a cleaning crew 

They accomplish much more

Than us men can do.

So know the score

I place them on a pedestal

Now and forever more…

-AAA 10/05/2024 

QOTD: #202: Imagine No Possessions, I Wonder If You Can

What would you do if you lost all your possessions?

This has happened to me many times. I go on. I move forward. I start over.

I’ve been through two divorces, lost two of my storage units, and I’ve had to start my life a new three times now.

I find that we got a lot in ourselves and our friends and possessions just way down. John Lennon had it right “Imagine no possessions, I wonder if you can, no need for greed or hunger, a brotherhood of man”

Possessions are just things they come they go. It’s people that stay and that are important, friends, family, colleagues, mentors.

As always, thank you for reading…

-aaa

Nero’s Lesson 


Art, Untitled (Blue) by Pinchas Maryan

Leaders that hate 

Leaders like Nero 

There’s no debate

They’re absolute zero.

Compassion lacking

Hatred up front 

Cruelty gobsmacking

Insanely blunt.

War is hell

A hell they love

Their people aren’t well

Poverty they shove.

Propaganda and lies 

Political machines

Mother and babe cries  

And all in between.

Murder or revolution

Will make them retire

A simple conclusion 

Like Nero and the Roman Empire.

Ché, Pott, Castro, Perón

Lenin, Stalin, Pinochet, and Hitler

Men content to be alone

No exceptions, a stickler.

 –

Death before compromise

Led to bitter ends 

Only now can we surmise 

What tyranny portends.

Societies fall, it’s no riddle

As the world turns

Nero and his proverbial fiddle

Playing as his Rome burns…

-AAA 10/05/2024

The Hard Honest Truth 

Facts as they are 

Nothing but the truth

Lessons leave a scar.

I know it’s uncouth

But life is quite hard

You want some proof?

Well in this regard 

Look in the mirror

And look real hard.

Only then you’ll care

And make concessions

For life it will scare.

When applying its lessons

Many with some pain

Save your confessions.

For the criminally insane

You know yourself

Just use your brain.

For knowledge is wealth

The memories are here

No need for stealth.

Get your life in gear

Get off of your phone

Stop shedding your tears

Sabbatical out of your comfort zone

Challenge your every skill

Remember that you and you alone.

Can swallow the ‘red pill’

End all your strife

Using your sheer will.

Finally get a life

While you can

Find a new wife.

Lend a helping hand 

Share your mistakes

At will, your command.

Show that even when life breaks

And things go off unplanned

Doing all that it takes 

Only then, you’ll understand…

-AAA 10/05/2024

Saturday’s All Write

Saturday morning 

And it’s time to hustle 

Without warning 

Must use my creative muscle.

Placing some prose 

From mind to phone 

Plenty of those 

Quiet, here, alone.

Coining a phrase 

Or three or four 

Whatever the case

I must write more.

My Friday views 

Are often low 

Why all readers less choose

I guess I’ll never know 

All the while

I’ll get it straight

Write and file 

Until I’ve done eight.

Micro poems 

A haiku or two 

A Clogyrnach gem

Or Dizain in view.

Then I can relax 

Free of sorrow

Have a few snacks 

Or write for tomorrow…

-AAA 10/05/2024

QOTD: #201

What’s a topic or issue about which you’ve changed your mind?

I have to say anybody who is matured, been educated, and developed in opinion on anything would change their mind on many issues.

I feel this question is very redundant because it applies to everything. When we grow, and we become educated, we change and become better people.

This applies to everything there is. Just my $.10.

-aaa

NICE GUYS FINISHED LAST UNTIL…

What am I good for?

That’s a great question

I’ve been asked before 

With a little concession.

Why am I so sensitive?

My ex-wife of asked 

As if it was preventative

“Be a man” I was tasked.

But what if I was every bit a man?

As a less sensitive contemporary

That’d violate all your plans 

As you made me feel less exemplary.

What if I knew all they did?

In passion and love as well

But you never accepted my bid

Preferring to treat me like hell.

Do nice guys finish last? 

The truth is we pretty much do

Until the world wakes up fast

Excepting our point of view.

Are we to be counted out? 

Absolutely not 

As our loyalty is devout

Only then not an afterthought…

-AAA 10/04/2024

Street Lights, Yesterday and Today 

When street lights turn on we take a double 

Remembering in childhood of the trouble

We could never ever be late 

As our parents would wait 

As we turned the nob on the front door

It’d be a welcome or punishment for sure 

I had my first watch at that time 

Always checking, to prevent this crime

Many calendars later I’m far older

As the street lights up I bravely soldier

Out for a night on the town or a drink 

Walking the boulevards, pause and think

Growing was easier but curfews did stink…

-AAA 10/04/2024

QOTD #200

What’s a topic or issue about which you’ve changed your mind?

To answer today’s question of the day, I’ve decided to flex my creativity. I hope you enjoy.

TIME MARCHES ON 🕰️

Fifty years was old, until you reached it 

Honestly, novel, unless you preached it.

Expensive just a word until you’ve spent it 

Money quite abundant, until you’ve lent it.

Time everlasting until it’s all gone 

Criticism lambasting but you carry on.

Twenty, quite young but no so long ago 

It was a milestone age for us you know.

New music trends and all our ovations 

Now audible on Classic Rock stations.

Naps were sacrilege at our youngest age

Now at age fifty-two, they’re quite the rage.

Nostalgia floods us with TV shows passed

Now streaming on services, mind surpassed.

Fast food we ate up at eighteen in a flash 

Now more like reconstituted tasteless trash.

Movies that were amazing in our youth 

Seem lame, older in our own the truth.

Our politics change like underwear 

We became informed and started to care.

World events touch us like never before

Educated, experienced, we know the score.

In youth, growing old seems such a change 

In reality, considerably more is rearranged…

-AAA 10/04/2024