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Nice photos... I've been following your poetry posting about a year now. I'm still impressed and inspired.

I find myself spending time inside on the computer now that winter is upon us here in Missouri, shorter days, longer nights, blast of artic air whistling through the trees freezing lakes and ponds with snow soon to follow.

This is an amazing time in my life, simple and uncomplicated, in mid-afternoon I bundle up to water and feed the animals outside, which usually doesn't take a good deal of time, otherwise I am free of responsibilities, I'm able to sit inside and watch the snow fall with an appreciation of the beauty of the newly covered landscape in all it's glory.

I find myself wondering what life for a poet is like in Ireland?

Mo Honey,

Thank ye so much for updating me as to your weather there and, as well, all the various moments going on there in your life. I admire ye, Baby. I really do. What ye really need Baby, is a man there with ye to sooth those hungering, simple desires we all have. Wish I were there with ye, Babe. I'd love to sit with ye inside your place and watch the snow flakes falling. Now, that would be very, very rewarding indeed.

You've been a stalwart friend to me here, Mo Honey. And I do covet thee. You are my friend, true and real.

tommo / Ireland

Ahh yes, that would be nice. That would be rewarding indeed. Isn't that what we are all looking for? Perhaps one day, a man who enjoys life's simple pleasures will walk into my life, we will sit, talk and walk together sharing the day to day experiences.

Hi Tommy, Thumbs Up! Awesome, I love the idea.


A POET'S PLACE -A Poetry Corner, somewhere to hangout and discuss our favorite writers/poets.

Mo Baby,

Thanks, Sugar.

tommo / Ireland

Tommy, what is your opinion of Charles Bukowski' writings and poetry?

Mo, so very sorry but I don't know of his works. I've not read of him yet. must be my limited scope. I take it you like his work? Mayhaps I should look him up and do a bit of spot reading. Anything ye wish to convey concerning the man, do please bring this to my attention.

Thanks Mo,

tommo / Ireland

I'll let you know after I read some of his writings. The writers group I meet with will be discussing his work.

I watched a documentary about Charles Bokowski and thought, "what a waste." He writes about skid row, cheap saloons, vagrants, alcoholics and his depraved life style. He has published more than forty-five books of poetry and prose. His writing often featured a depraved metropolitan environment, downtrodden members of American society, direct language, violence, and sexual imagery, and many of his works center around a roughly autobiographical figure named Henry Chinaski.

Mo,

Ol' Charlie Bokowski seems to be one of those ghetto crawlers. Ye know the type, on the wealthy side, heads out into the ghettos for a nervous stroll hoping to please his visual, physical palate. To try to mix with the po' folks. Ah, the rich, the wealthy, whaddaya gonna do with 'em??

Thanks Mo,

tommo / Ireland

Charles Bukowski has been an interesting study, I believe he was able to capture the essence of people living for the moment with no interest or self-motivation



so you want to be a writer?
Charles Bukowski, 1920 - 1994
if it doesn't come bursting out of you
in spite of everything,
don'��t do it.
unless it comes unasked out of your
heart and your mind and your mouth
and your gut,
don'��t do it.
if you have to sit for hours
staring at your computer screen
or hunched over your
typewriter
searching for words,
don'��t do it.
if you'��re doing it for money or
fame,
don'��t do it.
if you'��re doing it because you want
women in your bed,
don'��t do it.
if you have to sit there and
rewrite it again and again,
don'��t do it.
if it'��s hard work just thinking about doing it,
don'��t do it.

if you'��re trying to write like somebody
else,
forget about it.

if you have to wait for it to roar out of
you,
then wait patiently.
if it never does roar out of you,
do something else.

if you first have to read it to your wife
or your girlfriend or your boyfriend
or your parents or to anybody at all,
you'��re not ready.

don'��t be like so many writers,
don'��t be like so many thousands of
people who call themselves writers,
don'��t be dull and boring and
pretentious, don'��t be consumed with self-
love.
the libraries of the world have
yawned themselves to
sleep
over your kind.
don'��t add to that.
don'��t do it.
unless it comes out of
your soul like a rocket,
unless being still would
drive you to madness or
suicide or murder,
don'��t do it.
unless the sun inside you is
burning your gut,
don'��t do it.

when it is truly time,
and if you have been chosen,
it will do it by
itself and it will keep on doing it
until you die or it dies in you.

there is no other way.

and there never was.

Hope not to intrude...just wanted to throw in that I love Bukowski...whenever I feel bitter or slightly cynical...but he certainly is poignant...