Just Ruminating – Poets Speak

Some of my spoken poetry has been featured on Just Ruminating, a blog that showcases a broad sampling of talent from around the Web. I would encourage you all to visit and peruse its rich and varied content.

If you would like to view my audio tracks, you can find them on Just Ruminating via this link.

Many thanks to Rob for the consideration!

Thoughts 1/7/2017

Friends, Enemies, Frenemies,

I’ve been a little backed up lately—speaking metaphorically, not literally. While settling into my new role as a member of Sudden DenouementI’ve taken on (what seems to me like) a massive amount of community involvement. I’m rather unaccustomed to it. If I’ve appeared quieter than usual, the former accounts for a large part of the reason. It’s fantastic to interact with so many like minds on a regular basis; I’m still figuring out how to assimilate this new interaction into my routine so’s I can get back to writing, which is why I’m ultimately here.

My depression is another titanic contributor. Now, I’m well-versed in the prose of depression and I don’t use that word lightly, or to describe anything other that what it actually means. Depression isn’t sadness, general malaise, or listlessness—those things are side-effects of a greater condition. Depression is a galloping lava floe—one that we all must ride when it comes for us. We have to float it, kayak it, and keep from being burnt and utterly encased until it gets to where it’s going, cools, solidifies, and allows us to dismount so we may return to our regular lives. I would say that I’m about three-fourths of the way through this one.

Well, that’s it. I just wanted to tune in with anyone who might be listening on the same frequency and apprise you of my situation. You’ve probably seen more social media links appearing on my page, which I encourage you to follow if you enjoy anything my blog has to offer. I’m working on new poems and developing fresh outlets, which I hope will manifest themselves in time.

Loving you all. I wish you the best year ever… in the entire plane of the history of mankind. I mean it.

-Nick

My New Relationship

I know I swore off romance altogether a very long time ago, but this opportunity approached me from across a smoky bar with all its assets bared and jiggling. I simply couldn’t say “no.” I mean, who could? I am only human.

Now, as writers, we have a few priorities. These obviously depend heavily on the individual, but we all share a commonality:  we endeavor to expose our work to as many eyes as this planet can produce. Personally, I write for myself—I also write to be read. Lonely words don’t always have meaning.

What value does a thing possess if one keeps it wrapped up and covered under a heavy cotton drape? It’s like buying a comfy dual-recliner sofa, then entombing it in thick, translucent plastic (I’m looking at you, grandparents). What’s the purpose of holding onto a beautiful thing if no one has leave to enjoy it in every intended way?

Therefore, I have decided to join the Sudden Denouement Literary Collective. I’m quite honored, if we’re getting everything out in the open. It is a home for poetry and a resting point on the writer’s road. Sudden Denouement has some wonderfully talented, creative contributors, and I confess that I do feel a bit alien among them. However, I received an invitation and grabbed at it with my grabby little hands.

I’m not one to throw in my lot with just any ragtag group of rascals, vagabonds, and misfits. I have standards for my rascals, vagabonds, and misfits. These folks fit the bill. Their writers are overflowing with passion and fresh perspectives. I am happy to relinquish myself to the Collective, as it were.

You can probably expect to see maybe one or two of my poems per month published exclusively by Sudden Denouement. I’ll obviously let you know when this happens and provide hyperlinks to those pieces. And, this doesn’t mean I’ll stop posting on The Dirty Limerick. Not at all. If anything, I hope the additional readers inspire me to write even more.

Here’s to a new beginning. Raise a glass of champagne, beer, rotgut, or lemon-lime soda (if you’re a dirty non-drinker, like me) and let’s hope for the best.