...I Make A Rhyme Every Time

Hey, here's another one!! Another old one (I haven't written anything new since "The Red House"...)  but it's a good one. It's also probably my shortest.
I have a poem that I'm debating about putting on here...It's a collaborative work. My first and only one of it's kind, for me.  I have to ask the coauthor if it would be alright to post.
In the mean time, and in-between time.... I give you this:


Drowning

For what seems no reason
Warm tears fall down my face.
For more than just one season
I've dwelled in this empty place.
I'm drowning in an ocean;
A far and distant sea.
From the deep waters of emotion
No one can rescue me.

Stay tuned for more.

- Hop Along

I'm A Poet And I Didn't Know It...

Hey everyone!! I'm back with another poem!!!!!

I wrote this a LONG time ago.  Like, 2002 or something. At the time I thought it was pretty damn good. I think it's still alright, but I'll let you decide.

A Moment In Time

Let me have a moment of your time

Just a moment for your eyes to look into mine

If that moment stretches into eternity, let it be

As long as it's a moment when you're here with me.

Let me have just one perfect chance

A second when we could be holding hands

If that second should turn into a night, that's alright

Don't let go, because it feels just right.

Let me make time stop forever

So I know that we'll always be together

Let us make time last and last

Until our future becomes our past.

Let me love you for a moment in time

I have no excuses, no reason, no rhyme

Let forever be always, and always be mine

Just for that moment, that moment in time.

More poetry to come soon...

- Hop Along

I Guess Now Is A Good Time...

Sometimes I think about things that I did wrong and I start to feel really bad about it. It's usually LONG after the fact, but the remorse is fresh. Today I had such a moment.
I had some time to allow my mind to wander. And as I got lost hopping down the bunny trail, I came across some things that I had previously only explored superficially. That is, there were some thoughts and feelings that I only thought and felt for a very short amount of time and then shut the door on that part of my thinking.  Well, I went ahead and opened the door, and entered the Wonderland that was this left-behind cache of mental and emotional refuse.
What I discovered in there was some unresolved feelings about a situation I was recently a part of.  To make a long story short, there was a guy I was kind of seeing and it didn't exactly work out, nor did it exactly end well. I will take partial responsibility for the way things ended, but I am not entirely at fault.   In his (slightly heated) farewell, he informed me that I could have told him that I was no longer interested in continuing  to have any encounters with him. (No, he didn't use THOSE words, I'm just...making it pretty.) He said that he had told me that he was approachable and that I could talk to him about anything.
What he said may have actually been true, but I have reason to doubt it. Because of the way things were going, he would have been crushed if I had somehow worked up the courage to broach the subject. But that's where my emotions (specifically anger) flared up. In my head, I began to have the conversation we could have had. I began to ask the questions that were burning in my head, longing to be asked.

Me: So, I could have come to you and told you?? Really?? And when would have been a good time to do that?? When you were telling me how crazy you were about me?? When you were telling me how drop-dead gorgeous I am?? When you were telling me how much you missed me and couldn't wait to see me?? I mean, really, there was never a good time to bring up the fact that things were not exactly working out for me. Any time I would have tried to bring it up would have made me look like a total ass hat.

Okay, I know that only hearing that part of the story makes me seem like an ass hat in the first place.  But in my defense, I did try to talk to him about it...once. I guess I didn't make myself clear at that time. I'm not very good at talking about feelings. I also don't really like confrontation. I know what you're thinking: "Hey, this guy sounded like a good guy. Seemed like he really liked you. I mean, he complimented you and all. What the hell is wrong with you??"
There's nothing wrong with me. It's just that I was under the impression that we were just going to SEE where things lead. Well, for me, things didn't go anywhere. Things just got kinda awkward for me. It was clear that he was really liking me, but I didn't feel the same and I didn't know how to tell him. And there never seemed to be a good time to bring it up. SO, I did what I thought was easier. It may not have been the best thing to do, but I thought he would pick up on the clues and see what was happening. He didn't...and that makes me feel even worse.
What I did...or rather what I didn't do was: I didn't call as much. I didn't text as much. I didn't spend as much time with him.
I know, I know...that in itself makes me an ass hat. Okay, whatever. I couldn't see any other way...
I don't think there would have been any better outcome anyway. No matter what path I chose, it would have ended on a sour note I think. I'll never know.

In any case, I find myself once again in the position to apologize. I kinda wish there was a way that I could tell him personally, but this will have to do since he wants nothing to do with me. So, in reference to a different individual, I say these words: To he who may never read this, I am sorry.

I'm going to forgive myself for being an ass hat, "acting like a child" (his words), and doing things the way I did. I'm not going to make excuses...well, I guess I already did...
In any case, I apologize. And now I'm going to close the door and lock it.

- Hop Along

Listening to "Apologize" by One Republic

Ha ha Holiday

We just got back from family vacation/reunion in South Carolina.

This a story of my 4th of July. Enjoy.

Once upon a time, it was the 4th of July. My dad was being a total ass hat. My mom was pissed, I was pissed, and on top of it all, we were at a place where we didn't know anybody, there was no real entertainment, AND the food wasn't ready yet... But it got worse!! As I offered my assistance to fill the coolers, I noticed there was all off-brand sodas, and tiny bottles of water...and NO beer. So here's me having a great fucking time. 

Then suddenly, out of the wood works, Cousin Whatchamacalit brightens the day... Tada!! 

Oh happy day!! The food still wasn't ready, but the kids were playing on the water slide and the adults were shooting pool and I had some alcohol, so the day was looking up. Mom and I were happier campers, and Dad's ass hat-ness was forgiven. (Sorry, no pic available)

FINALLY, somebody said we could come eat. Well, nobody has to tell me twice, so I made sure I was at the front of the line to scoop up a plate. Oh boy, Chunky Brewster (that's my fatty name) was about to get DOWN!! 

Well, with a full stomach and a beer and a half gone, I was definitely starting to enjoy myself. Actually, I was bored stiff but I made the best of it. Well, of course you KNOW, I gotta go to the bathroom. So another cousin, Whose-her-face, takes me in her house (thank God...) so I don't have to use the porta potty (Ew...). And OMG, I have never seen a more awesome bathroom!! I had to take pictures. And then when I went back outside, I told my sister, mom and dad about it. So one by one they all needed the facilities. Well, it became a bathroom party. 

So we got a tour of the house, looked at some family photos (LMFAO!!!!!!), learned some family history (snore) and generally chatted about...stuff. (I would insert the family photo I have that made me laugh SO hard I had to run back to the awesome bathroom...but mom had made me promise not to post it on the internet where someone might recognize it...)

[Insert Funny Family Photo That Must Not Be Shown]

Anyway, it poured down rain off and on ALL day, we were the last family members to leave. We wrapped up some food and we went back to the hotel. Took the last 2 beers with us too.
Didn't get to see any fireworks (*pout*) 

cuz it was pouring down rain again. AND we had to go to bed if we were to get up early and head to ATL. Happy 4th of July. The end.

- Hop Along