Mostly

There..

on flower hill are people

Wonders to fuel

Chapels of sound

There are liberty bells

And thoughts about cows

Eating flowers

And goat bounces around

Feeling extremely happy

He has found you

Yet again😄

You are great!

I can tell you to do your best,

Of course

But doing your best doesn't mean

Being the best

It means being your all around best
And still not beating yourself up!

The new project that might take decades to write has been given birth today!

It is not going to use exact Homeric verse because that is in all honesty beyond my ability. It will focus on California history, my own family history, especially in the late 19th century in Northern California. There will be historical references dating back to early colonial times and will go forward to World War Two and the aftermath of that. I hope to bring the bulky history to prohibition and World War One. The human drama focused on an actual relative who is second generation in my five generations in California. I hope to read Cannary Row before I write anything! And Roughing It!

The main problem with the last 100 years of poetry..

The poets tend to take their work too seriously and often think that being a poet means they are profound and interesting people.

Sadly Yeats and Ezra Pound gave us this and it stinks.

Also it continues to stink..

Feces can appear after a few hours of reading.

No joke.

Most people assume that Patterson is fluff, and most people read it.

I respect that kind of honesty.

Tiger tiger burning bright in the forests of the night...

Expanding the horizon through cracks in space

Making the colors fade with glory

Paint

Splashing upon the forehead

And to notice something

Green

It is an epic embrace with kisses

Though holes of emptiness breaks into time

Like blood:

Red.

The hero becomes restless for adventure,

then falls to the ground as if dead.

So what now Smarco??

I am not sure yet..

If a phase two is completed then what

I never thought I would make it this far

A plan?

I think I am into new energies and

Seeing how that effect my writings

Poetry in the Future?

That is maybe about catharsis

And jokes also catharsis

The negative energies in real life are

Perhaps the threat

The mission is the threat.

Reducing it greatly and replacing it

Going way beyond into something

Positive!

Best Nekfest ever'

I am your working writer
Working at keeping

You happier

So be a tad jerky

But don't be a jerk

Be loving

But don't go bezerk

On Bezerkely

Now good life can be freeing

So life can be silly

And lets all be silly sometimes

We all are winner

And not racking up debt

So that is great

Great

With ice cream and pizza

And staying up awfully late

We can be friends then

Be pen pals and hens

Give the blue light
Mine will be green

There is some hottie

Waiting for me

Not a coy fish

But my dream

And my wish!

Alice destroys:

First she blows up a pumpkin

And then breaks all your furniture

And graffities your bathroom😁