A breath.

I’m sorry that there has been such a dearth of erotica. I haven’t felt much like writing. I just can’t concentrate. We’ve settled into a new situation, and will get on our feet soon. Now we wait on another event, the passing of my dad. A friend posted a poem that hit me pretty hard as I read it.

O Captain! My Captain!

O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.

O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills,
For you bouquets and ribbon’d wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding,
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head!
It is some dream that on the deck,
You’ve fallen cold and dead.

My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still,
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will,
The ship is anchor’d safe and sound, its voyage closed and done,
From fearful trip the victor ship comes in with object won;
Exult O shores, and ring O bells!
But I with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.

–Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass

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  1. Don’t worry about the stories just now it is hard to write when life has you punch drunk. Things do settle and the time for writing will return. Keeping you in my thoughts and sending Warm hugs.

  2. Just know that your friends and readers are thinking of you at this time and know that we are in no hurry for you to write anything for us as you have so much to go through in your life at the moment. You need to concentrate on that and come back to us when you can. xxx

  3. God supposedly gives us only as much we can handle. You and your family and especially your parenrs are in my prayers.

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