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SUM OF MY PARTS
Who am I?
An ever changing answer
I am confused on this point
These are the parts of my equation
I am a prototypical Peter Pan
Ever the six year old
Frozen in time by the death
Of a loving mother
I am an Edgar Allen Poe subject
Unable to shake the pall of doom
I am the second grade Don Juan
Wooing his young Andrea
I am the boy in the attic
Making love to a blue-green vibrator
Finding joy and peace in the sensation
I am the fifteen year old dishwasher
Yearning for the touch of a particular cocktail waitress
Taught to man-up by a tough, rough-housing busboy
I am the singer
A constant stream of sweet, consoling music
Keeping me sane and loved
I am the lover of nature
Hidden deep in a forest of mighty redwoods
I am the devoted friend
Thinking no one could ever hate me
I am the frustrated athlete
Still imagining a Super Bowl, World Cup, Olympic Gold
Win in my future
I am a couch potato
Obsessed with English detective mysteries
I am a most unlikely computer geek
But aren’t we all these days
I am the simple reality of life
Learned by a stay in Spain
I am the luckiest Bass, Baritone, emergency Second Tenor
Singing in the opera chorus
I am the devoted estranged spouse
Proud father
Dedicated employee, unemployed
Every-Sunday church goer
I’ve clearly revealed too much
As is my wont
Simply stated
I am a poet
An ever changing answer
I am confused on this point
These are the parts of my equation
I am a prototypical Peter Pan
Ever the six year old
Frozen in time by the death
Of a loving mother
I am an Edgar Allen Poe subject
Unable to shake the pall of doom
I am the second grade Don Juan
Wooing his young Andrea
I am the boy in the attic
Making love to a blue-green vibrator
Finding joy and peace in the sensation
I am the fifteen year old dishwasher
Yearning for the touch of a particular cocktail waitress
Taught to man-up by a tough, rough-housing busboy
I am the singer
A constant stream of sweet, consoling music
Keeping me sane and loved
I am the lover of nature
Hidden deep in a forest of mighty redwoods
I am the devoted friend
Thinking no one could ever hate me
I am the frustrated athlete
Still imagining a Super Bowl, World Cup, Olympic Gold
Win in my future
I am a couch potato
Obsessed with English detective mysteries
I am a most unlikely computer geek
But aren’t we all these days
I am the simple reality of life
Learned by a stay in Spain
I am the luckiest Bass, Baritone, emergency Second Tenor
Singing in the opera chorus
I am the devoted estranged spouse
Proud father
Dedicated employee, unemployed
Every-Sunday church goer
I’ve clearly revealed too much
As is my wont
Simply stated
I am a poet
Published 12th Feb 2018
| Edited 24th Feb 2025
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Me unvarnished
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Anonymous
13th Feb 2018 00:34am
You forgot mention you are human. :)
We are all a little mix of things in unequal parts. I can relate to this. Enjoyed.
We are all a little mix of things in unequal parts. I can relate to this. Enjoyed.
13th Feb 2018 00:38am
Major oversight. I am all too human. I am glad you can relate. Thank you!
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13th Feb 2018 4:25am
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13th Feb 2018 6:58am
13th Feb 2018 5:37am
13th Feb 2018 7:01am
Thank you Rose! It's so good to see you again, I've got some catching up to do in regard your work.
13th Feb 2018 2:25pm
13th Feb 2018 5:11pm
We are all a part of our own making, memories of times past and desires yet to be realized.
But, if we open our minds, our senses, and our hearts, we are enriched by others, thus
becoming more than we could ever be by ourselves.
A most introspective piece, Bob.
I truly believe the poet who wrote this, knows himself well.
But, if we open our minds, our senses, and our hearts, we are enriched by others, thus
becoming more than we could ever be by ourselves.
A most introspective piece, Bob.
I truly believe the poet who wrote this, knows himself well.
14th Feb 2018 10:19pm
Thank you so much Teri. Would that I did. It's a constant quest for me. However, that said, I may have found myself but I am denying that discovery. I appreciate your very hopeful words.
15th Jul 2018 8:48pm
15th Jul 2018 8:52pm
Thanks Jade. It's one of those illusions of childhood. Still I don't think many hate me... Extreme indifference, yes. I appreciate your friendship.
15th Jul 2018 9:00pm
