Here's To Milestones

I'd like to speak about a milestone of my own. It doesn't seem like I've already done 29 blog entries so far in the short time I've had this blog site but I have. I think back to the first things I wrote, my poetry which will always have a special place in my heart. Then all my feelings that came out and down through my fingers and finally onto my site. Of course there is all those Yums that I have here on my site. I can't forget all those luscious men. I do want to thank the people who are no longer with me, my parents, Terri my first crush in high school, and of course Sean, my son. They are all in Heaven looking down and watching over me. Terri I always considered my Guardian Angel, if you believe in them - I do. Before I close this entry, I want to pass along another milestone in my life, I recently turned 50 years old. I still remember a lot of the things I did when I was a kid. I'll close there. And then I'll keep writing.

Sexy Vampires

I'm a Vamp Queen. I've always had a thing for vampire movies and these hunks I could sink my teeth into. They make being a vampire gorgeous. Yum Yum !!

Feelings

Sometimes I feel the way this picture shows, lonely. I wonder if I haven't been replaced with someone better by the people I once loved. It makes me sad. Yet it makes me angry that they cannot tell me they have found someone new in their lives so I may move on with mine. They seem to keep me hanging on as though I am a backup plan in case the lovers they're with at the time being don't work out, they can fall back on me. I can never figure out the human feelings and why it is so different for each person. Maybe, if it were the same for everyone, we might actually get along better and love each other. I don't know maybe, I'm just living some kind of pipe dream here.

Sexy, Kinky Yum

now  how sexy is this and those muscles are  WOW !!!

More Yums

Like I said before I love a man in his underwear. This guy's tattoo I thought was wicked.

Thoughts

I feel I can never go home because my home is far away, and for the time being I cannot be there. I just know that one day my prayers will be answered and I will be allowed to go home. Until then I am stuck here in Hell with all the terrible things happening, the wars for reasons no one knows or can explain. I only hope that one day I will be allowed to return home to my son, Sean, and my family who I miss terribly.

Feelings

I was recently approached with the question from a friend, who I hope one day turns more serious. "What do you do when you're lonely?" to which I responded, "I focus on my writing or play video games, anything to take my mind off my loneliness. It's true I have done those things, but the loneliness still comes back. For instance, every time I see a picture of a half naked or fully naked man in a magazine, my loneliness returns. I know, I've been fighting these feelings for quite some time now and I wonder if they ever go away, or do we need someone by our side to make them go away.

Poetry

Blinded By Her Beauty

I found myself blinded by her beauty

bathing in a sea of her elegance

it was not a passing fancy

nor was it just a glance.
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No she caught my eye this one

and for all intentions

I thought I had found my true love

in this I had my best intentions.
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They say love is blind

that it can quickly leave

I have seen all sides

on this I can say I can foresee
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I have had this done to me

not once but many times

to be sure I have done my share of what they consider crimes

yet I still feel lonely.
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I was blinded by her beauty

this is very true

but beauty can be mistaken

by any one of you.

Looking Back On Yesteryear

I just went to a party thrown by people I knew in high school and was amazed how few I remembered. We have all changed quite a bit. Oh sure there were some who's face and name I could remember, but not all. I for instance have changed, not only am I fifty now but I'm bald. My hair started falling out and I decided not to give into vanity by trying to grow it back, so I shaved my head clean. There are the noticeable gray hairs in my mustache and goatee, but you know what I earned every one of those gray hairs.

In Remembrance

In Remembrance

I just love the colors of autumn. The reds, yellows and sometimes oranges. It brings about a memory that things are changing. The time of year is changing from the heat of summer to the bitter cold of winter. To lay on the lawn around such leaves as they lay on the ground is a miraculous thing. To build a big pile of leaves then jump in them, hear them crunch under the weight of my body. Swim around in them until I came away almost looking like a tree myself, since I had so many leaves clinging to me. I remember playing football with friends during this time of year. Going for long walks because it was cooler and enjoying nature before she took that plunge into darkness we know as old man winter. Before the snow starts to fall. Yes, there are even some opportune times to do some fishing yet this time of year. It all seems so wonderful, yet I know in my heart of hearts it won't last very long.