He says he’s hoping the hate part isn’t about him. Oh heck no. He’s the love part.
Here’s one poem… You can read the remaining verses for a whopping 99 cents on your Kindle. Poems of Love and Hate, by JR Barrett.
He says he’s hoping the hate part isn’t about him. Oh heck no. He’s the love part.
Here’s one poem… You can read the remaining verses for a whopping 99 cents on your Kindle. Poems of Love and Hate, by JR Barrett.
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I respect anyone who has the guts to write poetry. It’s like walked naked down main street.
I like the line “I can smell it coming behind the heat.”
Are you watching Walking Dead tonight? I’m undecided.
Nice Julia! Very nice!
How well do you know your friends on Twitter. You may never have met them and they might even be a well established author of a particular genre, that might not altogether be your cup of tea, but you have looked at it and that too has given you preconceptions of ‘your friend’.
You have read her numerous blogs and found her to be funny, laughing out loud at her take on events in her life, even when they have been excruciatingly painful, as they happen to her, and she clearly sees the funny side of them too…
Then you have conversations with her and her friends on twitter and they make you laugh till you sides hurt and damn them (metaphorically only of course) they make you laugh so much you have to reach for the asthma pump… So you’ve got to know her pretty well as a distant un-met dear friend.
Then out of left field she tells you in one quicky post (no I didn’t feel used, that’s what blogs and tweets can be quickies) that she is going to publish a book of poems and suddenly it is there and you take the day to read through them and you think… hell. I don’t know this woman at all. These are good. They are quite painful, the book is entitled “Poems of Love and Hate” by J.R. Barrett……
You wonder if the woman you have a dialogue with is on her ‘second’ attempt at life as the life she writes about in her blog bears no resemblance to the life she writes about in her book of poems.
You wonder if she has experienced the highs and the lows, the extreme love and the extreme pain that so often can be the flip side of that thing we call love, why ‘Becuz’ it’s all there in those 18 poems and then you see some traits of your own contained in those poems and you wonder, ‘are we all like that”
I used to, ‘just sit there with your sports section And your bowl of cereal As if you’re entitled And I’m Not’
I know this but I changed …. and became better, I hope for the change
But then you read, I remember the evening You beat me Because YOU spilled the orange juice …..
Is this the same woman I have known for only a few months but it feels like years? Well apparently it is and I don’t know her half as much as I should and neither do you….
But you can rectify that easily by having a look at these moving tender and sometimes painful poems by an extraordinary woman Julia R Barrett Poems of Love and Hate
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Tom, you just about did me in with this one. Thank you for reading.
Thanks, Casey!
Hi Penny, thanks! Yes, watching, holding my breath.
Kinda, Steph. But then I feel like putting any book out there means I’m walking naked down Main Street.