Here's a link to my you tube channel where I read my poetry.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vbj9bj58Txw
All the hard times prepared me for this. The hopeless times, black sun sadness. The long seasons of madness. Starving, like a winter tomcat.
The hospital stays. Jails and psych wards. The fist fights under Bridges. Midnight swims, drunk in the Iowa River, not drowned, only out of spite. All of this, and much more got me ready for this.
I’m sitting up in bed. It’s 5:00 AM. My three cats chase each other, like lovers in spring. I’ve been sober for almost two years. I even quit smoking cigarettes. I’m writing regularly, and publishing much of it. It’s mostly well received Worldwide. I’m sipping a hot cup of coffee. It’s from Sumatra and has notes of herbs and earth.
I look at the pictures of Van Gogh and Hemingway above my antique maple desk, as I listen to Mozart. A writer needs four walls. I have so much more, children wisdom cats and gratitude, the most important thing I found.
there's gold in the journey and silver in the destination.
"How vain it is to sit down to write when you have not stood up to live. The question is not what you look at, but what you see. The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation."
“I am grateful for what I am and have. My thanksgiving is perpetual. It is surprising how contented one can be with nothing definite – only a sense of existence.” - Thoreau
A very moving offering here. Many, given such rough beginnings, might not have made it to the situation described at the poem's end. The last lines give a nod to one of the most important of truths, one many forget. Well done.
A little bit of good honest self disclosure can go a very long way .. Congratulations Thomas I have no doubt it wasn't easy, but am sure you will go far .. Neville
Thomas W. Case was born in Oxnard. He has published 3 volumes of poetry. The Bullfrog Dreams of Flying, Artichokes, Avocados, and Van Gogh, and Seedy Town Blues. He has won several poetry contests. Hi.. more..