Just a writer looking for his fortuna. Sit awhile, the whisky waiter is on his way.
Based on your choices in drink alone, I know I like your writing. Very happy to have “met” you and found your blog. Cheers!
Hi comma tapper, I am a native Miamian recently uprooted, kicking and screaming, to the middle of the state. I am dreaming my way southward…I miss SoBe most of all. I am enjoying your writing.very much. Nicely done. Not a scotch fan, but if I may toast you with my margarita…Cheers!
The middle of Florida reminds me of Nebraska. Bleh. here’s to your Marg! cheers as well!
Hey there, again. For what it’s worth, I nominated you for the Leibster Blog Award. Please for the love of god don’t ask me what it means other than this: I think you’re an incredible writer. You can accept the award from my page under the awards tab where I linked to your blog. 🙂
Very kind of you! I’ll “accept” the award soon. Man, coming up with questions is hard for some reason.
Tell me about it. Turns out I’m better at being asked. 🙂
This is pretty much an empty comment: I just want to say that I love your poems! They’re all superbly written and intensely thoughtful. I also love the consistency of your writing- it’s great to know that there’ll be a new poem of yours to look forward to every day 🙂
Not empty at all! Thank you very much for this. Very sweet of you! Are you in the UK or neighboring region?
Hey…..congragulations for the nomination!
“Whiskey the mistress and red wine the late night call” [there’s something about that sentence]
like a PI in a jagged
sunshine in a shotglass
and the lady Satan met
in a dress the shade
of Bordeaux dregs
and blood right over
the phone rings
a cold hand
seems to be reaching for it
the ash tray is
no one is left
This is yours I presume?
It was when I wrote it five minutes ago. It’s anybody’s now.
It’s haunting. Glad you left it here.
It was begging to be abandoned somewhere. I dressed it in its best baby clothes, wrapped it in a blanket, put the bundle in a cardboard box, pressed your doorbell, and ran. These things have to happen. In my case it often substitutes for writing poetry…
Enjoying your blog.
You know I dig your prose and mind, its phenomenal really. I just thought I’d get that in writing, here, where it counts.
Always a pleasure to flip these pages through your soul, don’t stop posting, please.
I love the sarcasm in your tone in some of your poems, i’m captivated by the metaphorical meanings in others…you’re an amazing writer! Behind your words i sense feelings, emotions and the pure expression of your fascinating personality. I think it takes creativity, intelligence and courage to write the way you do and i’m really glad i discovered your blog!
I also wanted to thank you for visiting my blog, i’m honored! Knowing that you’re following means so much to me and i’m grateful for the opportunity to read your amazing poems.
Wow, thank you so much Carissa! Kind words. Thanks for reading and I am excited to follow and read your blog. Happy writing! Cheers!
hey man, you dont have to publish this or whatever, but wondering if you could shoot me an email? got a few literary questions to ask ya – if’n thats cool – firstname.lastname@example.org
if that seems weird and such, all good, no worries.
fuck. your words make me forget the good manners my mama taught me. I love that. love your flow. so glad to have found your space.
Wow! Thank you for the kind words and tell your mama that I am sorry.
You are a magic!
Favorite comment yet. No, dear. You are magic.
I didn’t know there were waiters for whiskey. This indicates just how sheltered I am.
no waiters of whisky but waiters to wisk you away like an egg if that makes proper sense. it’s really more of an illness.
Well then. 😦
turn that frown upside down! that’s a fantastic expression.
They called me The Frown growing up. Anyway, I’m exploring your poems.
total wes anderson symmetric
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