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Imprimis

Imprimis
Location
Florida, America
Birthday
November 19
Title
Still Blocked!
Bio
Writer with a block. Looking for hope. And as always, in my mind = esp the bad days = I'm gone to Carolina. How many people do you know can say in all honesty, "I really like who I am" and mean it? Because hey Mr. Monroe, I DO. Take that to the chicken farm.

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MARCH 4, 2011 12:36PM

PAIN/Physical/ ... 2nd attempt

 
 
Pain has many faces and parades behind many masks.
It hides quietly until you're needed and necessary and
thumps you just to laugh as you stumble.
 
Pain comes in colors and sizes some will never know, 
days seem too long and nights unbearable.
Light intolerable and noise… Read full post »
MARCH 4, 2011 12:26PM

First ed. 1st poem

 
 
I passed you by the other day
without notice glance or hesitation
I stopped and watched you from my window 
as my hand reached my door and brain
said stop
 
the ring on your finger, oh wait mine too
burned into my skin as acid reminders that
MARCH 4, 2011 12:14PM

Survival

Nuclear 

 

I've been watching the news more lately than usual. I'm wondering if the people who were my age in the fifties' felt as I do. Is it time to prepare for "THE DAY?" Where would I build my fall out shelter? In today's economy, many were very surprised that… Read full post »

JANUARY 19, 2011 2:38PM

Grace - I finally found

this is a first draft and my first poor attempt back on OS. I have missed all of you and am intimidated by the quality of writing and inspiration. You are all writers and poets and gifted. This one is for Him. 
 
 
I thought I understood what Grace… Read full post »
JANUARY 19, 2011 1:38PM

Back on here, or trying ~~~

I left OS for awhile. I am trying to catch up, so... old friends, I am trying. Please grant me patience and I'll catch up...

 

Me  Read full post »

JUNE 6, 2010 5:56PM

A Love That Will Never Grow Old

 
Sometimes, life circumstances cause us to make choices that, in hindsight, we either regret or celebrate. The ones we regret are the hardest to bear.
The people we love, and whose love is eternal, forever stay as they were when we first knew them. I've witnessed such expression in my… Read full post »
JUNE 6, 2010 5:13PM

Battle of Bull Run: A Love Letter

This letter is an actual letter written during the Battle of Bull Run.

 The love expressed is touching and stands alone.

Enjoy ~~~

 (reminds me someone from my past!) 

 

July 14, 1861
Camp Clark, Washington

My very dear Sarah:
The indications are very strong that we shall move in a f/
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MAY 25, 2010 12:37AM

Not MY FLAG

 "Any man who says he is an American but something else also isn't an American at all. We have room for but one flag, the American flag. We have room for but one language here and that is the English language. And we have room for but one sole loyaltyRead full post »

This story is preceded by the lyrics of a song:

By Addison Road, called "RUN"

 

 Stoplights, breakdown, we cry, last try

Worlds collide, time to decide

Where you want to go in this great big world

Where you want to go in this great big world

Stuck hereRead full post »

Trying poetry, a bit embarrassed but heck, we learn by trying and failing and falling - RIGHT?

(some RIGHTeO's would be good to hear)

I aspire. I am trying. Writers block still in full force.

Let's see if this one fails, or leads to something really great! 

 

LIFE's POT … Read full post »

APRIL 29, 2010 3:13PM

I FORGIVE YOU - to mom and dad

I forgive you.

 I forgive the spankings with the hairbrush. The belt, well, that one took me a little longer to get over. What was hardest to forgive was your indifference. I pleaded with you to just listen, and nary a word was heard. I begged for some attention, and only… Read full post »


As a parent, I strive to teach my kids right from wrong, good versus bad, etc.
 
I explain my life will and is not always a prime example of how to do it.
I make mistakes, daily. I apologize to those three kids of mine. I'm of the generation… Read full post »

"alufoewi oiufeoiu
APRIL 26, 2010 11:53 PM" -- WHOMEVER THIS IS:
 (PUSHING SHOPPING: A WARNING TO Ya"LL) 
 
dear whomever you are:
 
If I wanted to shop for overpriced crap with logos on it, I wouldn't be here, I'd be asleep and ready to get up for Macy's in… Read full post »

You DON'T know Jack. 

If "jack" is another name for suicide or the topic thereof, I know Jack. Met him in my twenties, up close and personal. In the days when the pain was vicious and unending, when the mere thought of being awake too much to bear, when the pain took… Read full post »

APRIL 26, 2010 11:17PM

Writing forever and now, not at all

I am hoping the writers block I am experiencing will fade, and fast.

I've written since I was four years old. At 40-ish, I am standing at a wall.

The very tall wall looms over me, intimidating and nasty.

The open windows where breezes once blew into freely, the open doors… Read full post »

MARCH 22, 2010 3:01PM

GRIEVING -

I began writing a post on grief.

Today is the birth date of my father. I wish every kid had a childhood like mine, and every kid had a father like mine. 

I started writing about losing him, and how I missed his presence and spirit in my life.

I began… Read full post »

MARCH 22, 2010 2:16PM

Rough Draft

To partly answer your email:

You called me a charity case. Ouch.

I try to walk in other's shoes. I think it's time you grow up, and do it yourself. Heres the unedited version I typed on my iPhone to you.

& Yes, you are an ass: 

I was in… Read full post »

MARCH 18, 2010 3:03PM

thank you, OS

To EVERYONE HERE ON OS:

 

THANK YOU.

 

THANK YOU FOR BEING *OUT THERE.*

YOU OFFER ME SOLACE IN EARLY MORNING HOURS.

HOPE WHEN MY WRITING IS LEFT IN THE BLACK HOLE I RECENTLY CRAWLED BACK OUT OF.

DESIRE TO WRITE AND ASPIRE TO REACH THE LEVELS OF ALL THE… Read full post »

MARCH 18, 2010 2:58PM

poem try

I am young and free

I am fifteen and sitting on a dock

will a kiss happen tonight its magic in the air 

 

the Stars overhead twinkle & glow as if

inside my stomach, his touch on my back 

slow, hot, warm and hypnotic

 

I am fifteen and know… Read full post »

MARCH 18, 2010 2:54PM

It's not just about the singing

MUSIC N STUFF

 

I've thought a long time about him. It was years ago we sat and talked easily of philosophy and music and life, as if at the tender ages of teen and twenties, we were experts.

The ocean, the green grass fertilized of  golf courses, car… Read full post »


This day is bad.
 
No pretend smiles.
 
No answering the phone.
 
Wish the world away wish myself away wish being me away.
 
It's not bipolar but it is bi polar. Two ends of what? Theres no meeting in the middle.
 
I don't know who I… Read full post »

I contemplated hot tea tonight.

Ouch. Ow. Ugh. Ooph. Ow. Ouch. 

 No, not as a natural sedative to bring on sleep.

Altho, I've popped several pain meds to try and let this burning hot searing down my head subside. The hip and leg didstract me enough to realize , "LOLOL that ain't… Read full post »

DECEMBER 5, 2009 11:08AM

It's all about the Pennies ~~~ mostly!!


 
It's another insomniac night where pain has taken hold. Pain's grip firm and unrelenting, the tacky stuff on pitcher's hand before they pitch a ball.
 
It maddens and demands I feed the hunger , the attention it longs for. I defy it. This is me, I think, and… Read full post »
DECEMBER 5, 2009 12:36AM

Another day in paradise

Another Blog. Hhmm....I contemplate diving into writing on yet another site as this week so far I've done two articles and working on another one.

 (DISCLAIMER: I SHALL NOT PRETEND TO PERFECT MY WRITING SKILLS HERE, I AM GOING TO WRITE WITHOUT EDITING ALONG THE WAY AND JUST LET ER' RIP.… Read full post »