I had the oddest thing happen this morning at 0400. Well, first I woke up which wasn’t odd in itself. I had bumped the table near where I was sleeping on the floor and of course it complained that I had done so and rattled and clunked while settling back where it should have been. Tables do that when aroused from their sleep, you know. But that wasn’t strange as I am use to that sort of goings on in the middle of the night with the furniture having a go at having fun. In any case, I decided to go outside and peer out at the dark as it is dark here at 0400. But just as I stepped out the front door I ran into a Martian that I have not seen in years. He was obviously distraught and I asked why. Of course he then politely asked if I would like to share a cup of coffee that he had just made. They do that, Martians. They generally keep a good store of coffee on hand and like to share, but the stuff is absolutely horrible. So, I declined which made him a bit brighter actually as he didn’t want to share in the first place. He then told me that he was moving to Saturn. I asked why. He told me it was because he was a Hillary supporter and upset that she didn’t win. “Oh,” I said, “I didn’t know.” He said it was very true and because he had told his friends that he was moving to Saturn that he had to go. Well, I wished him a good trip and told him I really needed to get back to bed or, at least, back inside as I didn’t want to be caught outside at 0400 with a Martian drinking Martian coffee (dreadful stuff). I mean, try explaining that to the neighbors.
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I would hope that anyone who reads my poetry understands that I write what comes to my mind and it doesn't mean I'm the reality of the words. I mean that just because I write about alcoholism does not mean I am the character in the poems. I write about those I've known and those I know and a very wide grouping that is of sinners and saints, those who know who and where they are going and those who are completely lost. I am empathic. I write in the first person because I feel the reality of what I am writing about. Like Dean Martin pretending to be drunk while performing I am not what it may seem. Just a thought as I know some out there who read what I write see the words and not the art or the understanding of the problem I am commenting on, nor do they understand that the comment is for the purpose of illustration and not my own personal reality. Married to a wonderful woman who is my best friend. Ronald Reagan Conservative Republican. Masters of Accounting-Taxation, United States Marine, taught for 10 years at the University of South Florida, held the following professional certifications: CPA, CVA, CFA. Published author, currently writing three novels and a ton of poems. View all posts by Gordon