I may have lied to you

On November 9, 2018May 8, 2019 By Richmond Road5 Comments

There is very little that a man will not do to get into a woman’s pants. Don’t look away. Don’t pretend to be shocked. You all know that it’s true.

In the big scale of deceit I don’t think that a few exaggerations spoken in the name of love should ruffle too many feathers. Lies are just the male equivalent of lipstick. If it gets a bit smudged in the heat of passion then nobody really cares.

My friend Kate spoke on the subject (or perhaps she was speaking of something else … who can tell with women?) and I replied. I stress to you (that do not already know) that Kate is a close relative.

It would be improper for me to have such thoughts about her ….

My mission here will always be
Avoidance of reality
I cheat, I lie, I stand aloof
I fib, I falsify the truth
I make up stuff.
And I invent
The stories that I hope
Prevent
You asking questions
Checking facts
Before allowing
Sordid acts
Upon your person
On your skin
Seeking passage
Deep within
Please don’t forsake me
Don’t reject
The falsehood
That I now project
Forgive my fiction
Let me stay
You are just like me
Anyway

Romantically Foolish

On November 9, 2018November 9, 2018 By Richmond Road3 Comments

I read a poem from Rory last night HERE which I found very moving entitled ‘Foolishly Romantic’. I have not reblogged it. You have probably already seen it, for he has a far wider readership than do I. If you haven’t read it then, of course, I commend it to you.

It is a very honest piece and I think it is supposed to be about his perceived shortcomings and failings (at the time … I note that it was written some years ago). In the end, though, I think it is about being human.

I was reminded, for some reason, of a quote from Kurt Vonnegut who says,

“When a couple has an argument nowadays they may think it s about money or power or sex or how to raise the kids or whatever. What they’re really saying to each other, though without realizing it, is this: “You are not enough people!”

I take that to mean that, no matter how much you love someone, and no matter how much they love you, you will never be everything – so you will never be quite enough.

Anyway, this is a long winded way of saying that I responded to Rory, because I was moved and because I could not let it pass without response.

And because much of my own foolishness is the symptom of an overly romantic perspective.

I hope it says something to someone.

Somewhere.

This is what I said; (the semi colon is for Judy54)

The sun descends
Behind a cloud
My thoughts of you
I share aloud
In whispers to
I know not where
Pretending that
You are still there
For in my thoughts
I give you life
And you will always be
My wife
However foolish
Be my dreams
I am a fool for love
It seems.

Crashing and Burning. Maybe I should get out of here.

On November 8, 2018November 8, 2018 By Richmond Road12 Comments

My form in writing competitions remains consistent

part 2 of Challenge 1 in this year’s NYC Midnight scored one more point for me than did part 1 (which scored zero) giving me a total of 1 point out of a possible total of 30 (which one cad did score. I despise him).

the challenge (1000 words) required a drama set in a hotel bar featuring a toy gun

so …. for anyone who is really bored (really, really bored)

HERE IT IS!

Nano so far

On November 1, 2018 By Richmond Road26 Comments

This is my kitchen table. Five minutes ago.

I had planned to write 2000 words a day for Nano. And then I thought …. “Hey, why not invite 15 people to dinner tomorrow night?”

So, at least I’ve set the table. There is the minor matter of cooking to attend to. And eating. And there might be some drinking.

A lot of writing suddenly seems unlikely.