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alonzo

About Me

as a blackmith creates for the world tools to use...so do i, as a 'wordsmith', use words to create end enlarge upon worlds for those who share my written world...i am a man of many facets...you read me...you know me...the more you read of my travels creatively...the closer you are 2 me...I Welcome All to Share in My Travels as I am..."The Traveling Soul"

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

any and all people of creative persuasion interested in furthering expansion of Self thru expression...or just the minorly curious

My Blog

facing fears!

water taxi ride groundswell of power... movement... leaving the familiar of terra firma to experience firm moments of terror... * seagulls, wave smells... matching the fluid motion of internal fluids....
Posted by on Thu, 02 Oct 2008 14:11:00 GMT

recovery

sharing... Posted by alonzo "the wordsmith" w. on July 27, 2008 at 4:42pm View Blog Posts Admin Options Edit Post Add Tags Delete Post Manage Blog i was a knothole onna pine limb...i wa...
Posted by on Sat, 16 Aug 2008 14:23:00 GMT

soul-searching

these men (faces of depression)   these were long dark men... these men who swayed when they walked the streets.. * these men were not meant to be looked at curiously... these were men not meant ...
Posted by on Mon, 14 Jul 2008 14:43:00 GMT

my version of "erotic"

desire i adore you... your essence. i swelter in your presence. as the heat of your flesh meets mine... i desire you. as my arms encircle you,,, i become you, you become me, we become. i shine... you ...
Posted by on Wed, 23 Apr 2008 15:07:00 GMT

thinking of my Mom’s deteriorating health :(

motherless child her smile was a constant embrace of Life... her Joy...were 13 lives she bore this Earth... she was rooted to Motherhood: with her arms surrounding you, you left Earth's daily worries,...
Posted by on Mon, 21 Apr 2008 18:34:00 GMT

acceptance/hope

full plate i sit before a plate full of misery, suffering, resmorse... where each morsel of hurt knows my name... i pick, i discard, as if there's no recourse... and if i choose to swallow - my life, ...
Posted by on Wed, 16 Apr 2008 11:59:00 GMT

Chicago "L" Train memories

Train Ride Hart&Schaffner suits talkin’ to Ultra-Brite smiles... old stumble-bums, society moms, mixed with intellectual racist Toms... y’know the type: "How’s it going, Brother?...
Posted by on Wed, 12 Mar 2008 15:02:00 GMT

4 a.m. mental maze

labryinthwhen one is blindedby moonlightafter the sun has erasedyour memory ...who do you becomeas you travelin your thoughtsto a Rite-Aidin search of aprescriptionto easethe suffering incurredwhile s...
Posted by on Sat, 09 Feb 2008 06:11:00 GMT

comtemplation

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Posted by on Mon, 28 Jan 2008 07:51:00 GMT

politics

circus circus "Vote for me and I'll set you free!", shouted Sly of the Family Stone... 30 yrs. later and it's still going on... once again, another fourth year that generates the uncomfortable fear th...
Posted by on Fri, 30 Nov 2007 18:04:00 GMT