mikelkpoet

mikelkpoet
Location
Atlanta, Georgia, USA
Birthday
June 20
Title
Poet
Company
Mostly Alone
Bio
My memoir, "The Delivery Guy," which takes you from that time where I was an LSD laden, alcohol-soaked music writer poet rock star wanna be, to that time where I was a sober father sitting in the Little League bleachers watching my son grow up as he ran the bases. This book will make you laugh, it will make you cry, and then it will make you laugh again. It is for sale at: http://stores.lulu.com/mikelkpoet And, I am available for free on facebook, where I keep a Daily K Journal in Notes. Simply put mikelkpoet in your FaceBook search mechanism. Because I know that you will ask: I write about my dogs, Morisson and Bundy, my cats, Kobain and Jaggar, and my turtles, Prynce and Rue Paul, a lot. My writing is about fifty percent poetry and fifty percent memoir-ish type thangs. I am finishing up a memoir, now, called, "Baking Banana Bread From Scratch." It is sure to give David Sedaris, and Augusten Burroughs a run for their ratings.

MY RECENT POSTS

I love the cold that is out there in the air, this morning. A sweater was enough to keep me warm, while I went outside with the dogs, but I could have worn my leather, and been just as comfortable. I much prefer the Atlanta cold to the Atlanta heat, these… Read full post »
I took the Halloween decorations down, today. The real looking fake skulls and fake not so real looking pumpkins are tucked away their orange container waiting to be released again, a year from now. 

Again, this year, I did not get to stay at the house, and hand out candy,… Read full post »
NOVEMBER 1, 2010 10:12PM

Are you promiscuous?

Are you promiscuous? I have been promiscuous in my past, but, now, I am monogamous to myself. I love me, and I want good things for myself. Do you love you?

Will you buy me a new computer? The one I have is ridiculously slow. Message me if you can… Read full post »
I'm cooking rice for Anna. Anna, who, in case you don't know by now, is one of the two Great Dane's who lives next door. Henry is the other one. Occasionally, I baby sit these two fine dogs. Anna's stomach has been upset, so her Momma Amber has been adding rice… Read full post »
I'm hungry, but I don't want to cook. I'm horny, but I don't want to fuck. I need to mail a letter, but I don't have a stamp. I want to drive, but I don't have a car. I want to fly, but I don't have the cash. Good thing that… Read full post »
I found a non-sugared soda, tonight, that uses stevia, and not that poisonous aspartame. This is a great discovery. I will buy this product. It is nice to have a diet cola beverage, or a diet ginger ale every once in awhile that is not putting poison into your system.
I am out of regular milk, so I thought that I would, once again, try putting some vanilla almond milk in my coffee. I almost gagged when I took the first swallow. 

I am getting a haircut today. Puchi is going to cut it all off. I will be a… Read full post »
Up around 7:20; my digital weight scale is broken; what a drag. I bought the cheap one, and look what I got. It is raining, and Morisson is scared poopless. Poor dog. He does so well in every aspect of life but for thunder, and lightening. I've got two days off… Read full post »
I arose and shone at 10:47 a.m., this morning, much later than I usually awake to give thanks to my higher power for this wonderful existence that I have been blessed with. I was up late because we worked late at The Atlanta Zombie Apocalypse, last night, because the place was… Read full post »
My weight, this morning, was 266 which is 20 pounds off of the 286 that I started at 16 weeks ago. Progress, not perfection, I must tell myself. I want to weigh 220, right now, but that is not how it works. Time takes time. I feel better, and people have… Read full post »
OCTOBER 20, 2010 9:45PM

Coffee more than once a day

I am awake for the second time, this morning, though a bit groggy. I am fixing to fix myself the second cup of coffee that I have fixed for myself, this morning. A look on my calendar tells me that I have nothing that I have to do until it is… Read full post »

Attitude. My attitude, even in the face of great hardships, is great these days. I'm not sure how I got over the hill, coming from a very lousy attitude, to an attitude of gratitude, but I am pretty sure that I know the answer. 

First, giving up alcohol, and drugs was a
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OCTOBER 19, 2010 7:49PM

Watching the turtles sleep

It is 6:20 am, and the turtles are sleeping. I have only seen them sleep twice, in the two years that I we have been together. I almost said, "in the two years that I have owned them," but that seems, somehow, like a callous way to look at our relationship.… Read full post »
OCTOBER 19, 2010 6:01AM

I lost 2.5 pounds while sleeping

I lost 2.5 pounds while sleeping, last night. Maybe I ought to sleep more.

I have turned my old comforter into a comfortable bed for the dogs. They love it. In fact, instead of hovering on my elbows, as they often do, when I first wake up in the morning,… Read full post »
SEPTEMBER 20, 2010 12:04PM

As I listened to Lucinda sing...

Are you alright?

I sometimes wonder about you.
I wonder where you are,
and if you are alright.
I wonder if the sun 
still hits your hair
the way it used to.
I wonder if your eyes
are still blue.
I wonder what you 
are going through, now,
but, mostly, … Read full post »
SEPTEMBER 19, 2010 9:35PM

Cry like a baby.

Cry like a baby.

Cry like a virgin,
who's just been raped.
Cry like a kid shoplifting
who just got caught
with the stuff 
they haven't bought.
Cry because there is
no mayonnaise
in the kitchen,
it's not quite the same.
We all have a bottom,
a place past which… Read full post »
SEPTEMBER 2, 2010 9:17AM

When we need a friend

When we need a friend

Sometimes, I am down and out,
and you reach out.
I can ignore you, saying
I don't need help;
I was raised to be strong,
a real man carries on.
A real man can do it all.
Sometimes you are down and out,
and I reach out,
and you ignore me,
saying that you are 
supposed to be
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AUGUST 27, 2010 12:26PM

To Show Me The Stars

To Show Me The Stars

There is nothing to calm the fear of a day 
full of creditors who cant be satisfied, 
dunning letters that can't be replied to,

except for,

a walk in the dark to the store for ice cream 
with a dog happy to see me, 
and a daughter who brings a flashlight 
to show/… Read full post »
AUGUST 23, 2010 10:01PM

A morning event

A morning event

Jaggar just puked on my desk.
I could see that he was going to do it,
but I did nothing to stop him,
as the poor little kitty wretched.
I felt it would be far more humane
to clean up after him,
than to interrupt him,
and clean up after him 
I now have to do.
He jumped
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AUGUST 23, 2010 12:58AM

Don't get to know me.

"The worst thing for a writer is to know another writer, and worse than that, to know a number of other writers. Like flies on the same turd."

--Charles Bukowsk, Women

I Need A Rich Girl

I need a rich girl 
to drive my deceased car
to the unemployment line,
so that I can get food stamps,
and avoid a job.

I need a pill that will fill me up,
not with envy.
I need a pill that will make me
feel friendly, not want to kill

I need a friend 
in these
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Halfway through a cup of afternoon tea

My tea is almost gone,
I haven't withdrawn
from anything,
since I smoked my last smoke.
I need to start reading
this book.
Sometimes, it's fun 
to fritter away a day.
I used to leave the house,
travel a distance,
and stand in line 
to pay a bill.
Now I pay online.
M
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AUGUST 20, 2010 3:19PM

Mel Gibson, or Bob Marley?

Mel or Bob

If pot was legal,
would I smoke it.
Booze is legal,
and it almost killed me.
I think that pot should be legal.
Who is more dangerous
a man or woman stoned on gin,
or a man or woman drunk 
on the kind bud?
Who would you want
running the show,
Mel Gibson, or Bob Marley?

 

--Mikel K  Read full post »

If you are a writer and you don't write

If you are a writer, and you don't write,
then you are not a writer. I'm not sure
what you are if you are a writer,
and you don't write; maybe you are 
a fire man, or an infantry soldier, 
or President of The United States.
Maybe you are
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AUGUST 18, 2010 8:37AM

Heaven

Heaven

Heaven is a plate of food
when I'm hungry.
Heaven is my dog licking my hand,
even though I don't want him to.
Heaven is an afternoon
where my daughter comes home
and spends time with me,
it is always such fun.
Heaven is when my youngest son
calls every day, and comes 
to see me more than just once
ev
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