A personal note here , the first book I ever read was the outsiders back in high school about 15 years ago , in the junior year of my dismal high school flatulent existence. But since then , I never picked up a book until just last February which was inspired by a very dear hearted friend of mine to use as a method of calming the outer stressful citings my life was encountering at the time. It was a Dean Koontz novel titled “by the light of the moon”. For once in my life I found something of a someone who wrote in-vitro in my mind to the colorings of my blue shaded penned notepads and black binder notebooks. Heaven , simply. But the personal moral note here is the writing core of my poetic heart developed complete sentences refraining from short one liner abstract poems that took twice as long to comprehend and contemplate. In other words , I only ever loved writing poetry honestly and truthfully because I couldn’t write short stories. Yet reading book after book shed more light to the insight of the write. I’m on a roll of nonsensical verbiage tonight.

Ever get “the silent chuckle” when you pen out something as fast as your brain tells you to type and when you go back and read the previous line written , you chuckle at the poetic tendency it just permitted to the reader’s eye (which is you , the writer) ?. Sometimes I never know what I’m going to say until I go back and reread what I’ve just written and find that while in automatic pilot , something of a lyrical wit was birthed into the page. It’s Nirvana.

Bo jack’s humor enlightens me and allows me to breathe easy smiles , Liane’s advisories of wisdom en soul’s my own inner harmoniously , sanctimoniously and erratic course of wisdom , Debra’s soulful poems arise truth and a more convectional persona in myself , and Jaime’s free spirited raw indicted passion of a chilling play on words and imagery ridden creativity inspires me to be the justifiable warden of difference. Thanks for all the great reads you and the rest of Triond provide for this vast worded world in showing appreciation with a little self inebriation…