The Write Way

My face isn't carved in a mountain. I've never been struck by lightning. I've never saved a crying baby from a burning house fire nor have I over come my misfortunes in life to acquire a name for myself. I consider myself a writer although all I've written is only pieces of torn limbs of my distraught existence. (a bunch of poems)

Sunday, February 26, 2023

Is poor Catholic an oxymoron? (Will write for food 2014)

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  confession (is poor catholic an oxymoron?) I volunteered a lot at St Mary's at the lakes.  I did a lot of little things like shovel sn...
Wednesday, February 22, 2023

Struggling writer

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 I sometimes think it makes their day to see me struggle   And sometimes I wonder. what if I didn't struggle? what If I were rich? I...
Saturday, February 18, 2023

The Russians are coming the Russians are coming

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I wrote this poem inspired by our 2016 Presidential election. At the end of the poem I say something about bringing out the Martians so we a...
Wednesday, February 8, 2023

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  Debriefed at the pearly gates You've lived by the book anticipating Eternal life. confessed your sins and accepted Jesus Christ Walked...
Sunday, February 5, 2023

Autopsy of a poet

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 To dissect a poet is to open his pages and read. look at his vital organs. how did life make him bleed? my autopsy will reveal emotionally,...
Friday, February 3, 2023

Pencil whipped

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 Lock me up in a cage! But don't take my pencil. feed me rice with maggots! but don't take my pencil. make me defend my life.   with...
Wednesday, December 28, 2022

Sweet and low

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 I decided I should hate you since I no longer get to hold and taste you said you knew I'd chew our love apart I knew you were never who...
Friday, December 23, 2022

"Sorry I'm Late"

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 In  the beginning of the covid Epidemic I joined an online writing group to help pass the time. The site administrator would release a titl...
Monday, December 19, 2022

Jesus would be rolling in his grave

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  Jesus would be rolling in his grave.  I wish I would have been there when Jesus was betrayed (by Judas) Simon Peter's stroke would hav...
Friday, December 16, 2022

It's March madness in the Ukraine!

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  Its March madness in the Ukraine  Everyone's bracket is breaking Here comes a seventh seed  to live and die for Democracy Here comes t...

Sunday, March 6, 2022 Is Ukraine the new middle east? My insight on today during a walk in the woods.

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 If a bear shits in the woods And no one is around to hear Does it make a sound?  across-seas-infamous-sadness.html What kind of question is...
Wednesday, November 16, 2022

My grandpa Danny was a Polish immigrant. Learn you a trade he would say to me. I roofed all these houses by myself. here's the story

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  Saturday, February 15, 2014 Learn you a Trade my polish grandpa would say Grandpa Danny ordered whoopers at burger chef. I didn't give...
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bob1jenkens
Brooklyn, Michigan, United States
I have a degree in broadcasting from the Specs Howard school of broadcast arts in Detroit. I've worked in radio as a morning show host, a news director and a program director. I've had audio tracks I produced featured on the pumpkins.net. I think I can change the world. Not in the way it revolves but in the way we see it. I no I'm struggling now I always have. That's just me. God's purpose for me is I think to share my struggles. I still don't see but some how in the long run. I will affect the lives of many people in a positive way. Mark my words.
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