Too Late To Be Happening  

yesmamallthetime 50F  
269 posts
12/7/2017 12:30 pm
Too Late To Be Happening


It is done
Don't you know
He wrote the words
That defined my soul.
But alas it was not me
He was thinking
Or writing about.

Once upon a time
I craved such emotion
I so wanted
That connection
But I have lived
So long alone
A rut and groove
I did make
Not much fun
I can say.
Rough rough sailing
A natural disaster
Inconsequential
A non entity
So mamy other words
And descriptions
To underscore
My failings.

Not much success
Lot's of crying
Into spilled milk
What a mess!
What a mess!

It is done!
It is over with
A man described
What I so craved
But more than likely
It is too late
For me
To be happening.

Stimulate my mind with words of poetry. And my body will follow it's lead...


rick315875 59M  
2519 posts
12/7/2017 1:17 pm

You should post the first comment if you want to be on the blog page in recent posts. Sounds like a good idea time to move on.


yesmamallthetime replies on 12/7/2017 2:12 pm:
Thank you Rick. I appreciate your comment and advice. I have some decisions to make.

s2ndegree 58M  
7236 posts
12/7/2017 2:13 pm

I know where that's at
but as a man I am not
supposed to.You have the
option to express
yourself and cleanse
the frustration through the
healthy means of
speaking your mind in order
to put whatever it is behind
you. Clearing the way to a
new approach to life.
I get to lug mine
through an ever narrowing
tunnel and try and focus
on the failing light at the
end of it.I am truly envious.

Using more than all the road!


yesmamallthetime replies on 12/7/2017 6:19 pm:
Thank you for your comment. I am not sure what you mean by being envious...about a light at the end of the tunnel. Who are you referring to? I can assure you from where I am a light at the end of the tunnel is not apparent. LOL

MulleenofMelb 52M
1722 posts
12/7/2017 8:13 pm

I never think of myself as an optimist, but I know all ruts are merely that, grooves in which we are stuck, on a much wider path...and if not yesterday, or today,or tomorrow, or next week, or two years hence, matters not when, but the fact there is, always, the chance you will rise from the rut, and claim that which you demand.

Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ.

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yesmamallthetime replies on 12/7/2017 8:26 pm:
I appreciate your encouragement. I think we share some similarities in temperament.

author51 54F  
46919 posts
12/8/2017 1:33 am

We who are optimists always wish for others to be as well.Overthinking, worrying and stressing do no good for our bodies, our minds and our souls. We have the choice to be happy or miserable, alone or not..Choose to be happy my friend.That is when the world opens up for you.Trust me, I know..

One can never have enough JOY in their life...


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