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WylEWriter
WylEWriter
60/M/InLimbo I write because I need to, I post them because I want to. I tend / To post impulsively / Sometimes with a side of / Regret!
I know in some of the writings that I have posted about my wife, I speak of her in the present tense. I've read, sometimes this can be helpful somehow. To talk about a lost loved one, not in the past, but the here and now. But so unfortunately, about a year ago she was taken from me, taken from life. I have to keep moving forward, in spite of the strife. Seems it just has to be that way. My resilience and attitude could change any given day. On the roller coaster of grief, it's all part of the ride. You gotta continue to put one foot in front of the other, And ride that hard, narrow line.
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4h ago
Jun 5, 2026 at 1:14 PM UTC
Narrow Line
Using AI to write your poems, Is like taking a walk down to the red light district to take advantage of a $2 ****** You might get what you want and even be satisfied with how you took her. But later, you're gonna feel guilty and a little disgusted inside. And from those kind of thoughts, There's nowhere to hide!
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4h ago
Jun 5, 2026 at 12:51 PM UTC
AI ******
Just when I find a little peace in this life.. It's snatched away from me. I know you have your reasons. But Oh My lord, it does feel cruel.
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6h ago
Jun 5, 2026 at 11:28 AM UTC
Oh Lord
Sometimes death will come Swift! At any rate, it will be unforgettable. Sometimes, quick is a gift! But the end will come, it is inevitable. Watching a loved one die thousands of times, is so **** painful! It's like the darkness never leaving, even while the sunlight shines!
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6h ago
Jun 5, 2026 at 10:30 AM UTC
Fast or Slow, I guess we all gotta go
Cletus got started early this morning... Out next to the barn, drinkin corn squeezins, gettin all kinds of f****d up. His wife, Marva, was hollerin from the porch! So he staggered to his feet, tucked a chicken under his arm,, that he'd been talkin to, and wobbled his way to the house. When he got there, Marva said "Cletus you idiot, you been drinkin again?" Cletus responded with a sputtering of one sentence "This... Is the pig... That I been f****n" Marva, said "Cletus, you ******* that's a chicken" And Cletus said, "I was talkin... Ta the chicken"
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7h ago
Jun 5, 2026 at 10:15 AM UTC
Corn Squeezins
I've had many addictions in life. They all come with costs, no matter the vice. The only one I have now, is smoking a little **** They say it's a gateway drug, and it might be indeed. But that gate swings both ways, no doubt. It was the first one for me, but the last one out. Bottom line, no party favor is free. But there is one thing, that actually paid me. Pool was the game and three ball was the name. I was introduced to it, late in my teens. Addicted immediately, and a natural it seems. It was a game that was invented for gambling. Showing up and showing out, sent amateurs scrambling. I didn't pay much attention to all the chatter. Skills and confidence is what really matters. There were many who tried to take my crown. Coming from all angles to put money down. Which ended the same, no matter the town. Lining the pockets of the best around. So if you're thinking you got game. Look me up, I'll give you my name. You may even win, a couple of times. But at the end of the night, that money is mine!
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21h ago
Jun 4, 2026 at 7:44 PM UTC
Three ball Master
When she's breathin, she's drinkin. When she's drinkin, she's honest. When she's honest, she's mean. When she's mean, she's fightin. When she really gets goin, her brain and common sense tend to run away from her mouth. Other than that, she's good people, And I really love your grandma!
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1d ago
Jun 4, 2026 at 12:43 AM UTC
Quick! Run! Here she come!
TBH, I have been here before, Under the name "ARGEEACH" I'll try to keep this short. Couple of weeks ago I deleted my posts and my account. Call it a mini meltdown or whatever you call it when your anxiety is circling the top of the bowl, threatening to manifest into something else and spill out in a dangerous more harmful way. But leaving here only made my problem get worse. If you were unfortunate or kind enough to sift through some of my drivel, from when I was originally here you may have read writings I posted about the loss of my wife to cancer in early March of last year. I had been dealing with my grief better since first joining this site, which feels honestly, comfortably like a community. But the grieving process and everything that comes with it certainly does seem to ebb and flow. The previous six or seven months before joining hello poetry were terrible...Scary, lonely, sleepless and frightening for my family to witness, and a little dangerous for myself, because I didn't want to be here anymore, I think you know what I mean when I say here. And I want to tell you man, I was trying everything I could think of, not to forget, but to help me deal with the most significant thing to happen in my life. It was Not only the loss of my wife, but the loss of the woman I loved and still love more than life or the air that I breathed, or the breaths I take today. My best friend, my equal, my roommate for nearly 42 years. The only person I would ever listen to when she would say "hey, I wouldn't do that if I was you" or "hey, you shouldn't do that"... She was My absolute everything! The light in her eyes dimmed slowly, for 10 years, and then completely, suddenly, late one evening. And it got extremely dark for me too! I know for sure there are many people here on hello poetry, going through the same or similar situations. I know this because I've spoken to a lot of them directly. I also know that it has been very therapeutic for them as well. So I guess, if you take anything at all from this, let It be... That if you came here thinking or hoping it might just make your life a little bit better or at least more tolerable, I hope that it has done that for you, like it has for me. And if now you're considering leaving, maybe because of the changes that are going on at the site or the annoying f****** bugs that are eating everything from hearts to alerts and comments to replies or anything else they might be chompin on. I say, wait it out, it will get better, I'm sure it will, I mean, it couldn't get worse... could it? I'm glad I came back, because it was starting to get dark again. Well, I think that my reason for leaving has been covered thoroughly enough. When I came back it would not let me use my old name. I don't know if this is normal practice or if it just had something to do with all the glitches. Nevertheless, I should have been clear and honest about being here before. When a very astute superpoet recognized my vibe, and pointed out that he did, I immediately spilled the beans, Which was like a breath of fresh air, because by nature or curse, whatever you want to call it... I Am An Open Book, with maybe a couple pages torn out for non-nefarious reasons. I never intended to deceive or mislead Anyone And if it feels like I did I sincerely apologize. Thanks for reading!
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1d ago
Jun 3, 2026 at 7:13 PM UTC
Full disclosure
TBH, I have been here before, Under the name "ARGEEACH" I'll try to keep this short. Couple of weeks ago I deleted my posts and my account. Call it a mini meltdown or whatever you call it when your anxiety is circling the top of the bowl, threatening to manifest into something else and spill out in a dangerous more harmful way. But leaving here only made my problem get worse. If you were unfortunate or kind enough to sift through some of my drivel, from when I was originally here you may have read writings I posted about the loss of my wife to cancer in early March of last year. I had been dealing with my grief better since first joining this site, which feels honestly, comfortably like a community. But the grieving process and everything that comes with it certainly does seem to ebb and flow. The previous six or seven months before joining hello poetry were terrible...Scary, lonely, sleepless and frightening for my family to witness, and a little dangerous for myself, because I didn't want to be here anymore, I think you know what I mean when I say here. And I want to tell you man, I was trying everything I could think of, not to forget, but to help me deal with the most significant thing to happen in my life. It was Not only the loss of my wife, but the loss of the woman I loved and still love more than life or the air that I breathed, or the breaths I take today. My best friend, my equal, my roommate for nearly 42 years. The only person I would ever listen to when she would say "hey, I wouldn't do that if I was you" or "hey, you shouldn't do that"... She was My absolute everything! The light in her eyes dimmed slowly, for 10 years, and then completely, suddenly, late one evening. And it got extremely dark for me too! I know for sure there are many people here on hello poetry, going through the same or similar situations. I know this because I've spoken to a lot of them directly. I also know that it has been very therapeutic for them as well. So I guess, if you take anything at all from this, let It be... That if you came here thinking or hoping it might just make your life a little bit better or at least more tolerable, I hope that it has done that for you, like it has for me. And if now you're considering leaving, maybe because of the changes that are going on at the site or the annoying f****** bugs that are eating everything from hearts to alerts and comments to replies or anything else they might be chompin on. I say, wait it out, it will get better, I'm sure it will, I mean, it couldn't get worse... could it? I'm glad I came back, because it was starting to get dark again. Well, I think that my reason for leaving has been covered thoroughly enough. When I came back it would not let me use my old name. I don't know if this is normal practice or if it just had something to do with all the glitches. Nevertheless, I should have been clear and honest about being here before. When a very astute superpoet recognized my vibe, and pointed out that he did, I immediately spilled the beans, Which was like a breath of fresh air, because by nature or curse, whatever you want to call it... I Am An Open Book, with maybe a couple pages torn out for non-nefarious reasons. I never intended to deceive or mislead Anyone And if it feels like I did I sincerely apologize. Thanks for reading!
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A rabbit showed up in my yard earlier this year... He was Brown with a little white around his ear. The next time I seen him, he was a little more white than brown. I'm really not sure, what's goin down. Hopefully it's not from all the crackers I've been givin him. I Hope my opinion is not considered racism. But I think white better suits him.
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2d ago
Jun 3, 2026 at 12:56 PM UTC
Harry canvas
I think the glitchy bugs are now in my Wi-Fi, Oh my!
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2d ago
Jun 3, 2026 at 10:56 AM UTC
Bugs everywhere Bugs