CALLING ALL BLOGGERS!

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Over the last couple weeks, I’ve been thinking about how to improve my blog. The reason for my hiatus last month was to find ways to improve. My blog is a big part of my life, and I feel like if I made changes there, I should make changes here. Nothing fancy, but little things here and there. The things that are often overlooked but essential to truly having a peaceful, pleasant life.

Since Tanya over at https://tanyatale.wordpress.com has been featuring my work (thanks again, Tanya!), I’ve decided to do the same. There’s so many bloggers on WordPress that have helped me, so I want to give back a little. I’m going to start featuring bloggers in guest posts starting next week! 

Who am I looking for? Well, since this is an aspergers/autism blog, those who mainly deal with those topics will be first priority. I can’t post videos (I’m not that upgraded, yet), but stories, articles, and memoirs about autism/aspergers, along with general mental health, are all eagerly accepted. 

However, I’m not ending the invitation there. I’m leaving it open to writers and bloggers of all sorts. Your passion could be politics, art, food, or travel. Just as long as you love writing, though. If your posts are mainly/completely pictures, I can’t take it. (A picture here or there though is fine) If you do decide to send me your work, please include a short bio with your name (either your real one or pseudonym). 

(If you already have a blog, but want another place to put it, that’s fine too!)

To submit your work, email it to me at chiefssince09@Gmail.com, send me a message through my Facebook page, or direct message on twitter (follow @marylandpoet and I’ll follow back) 

I can’t wait to see what you send! 🙂 🙂 🙂

(And, if you could share this post to maximize viewership, that would be fantastic)

 

 

 

 

 

 

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The Love And Life Of Death

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The setting is a late May evening

and the sun is just beginning to wane

the grasses are as green as can be

the warm summer rays touch

skin darkened by the halls of recluses

and eyes drunk on the monotone beat

of a single heart

the horizon speaks to me

in ways no human could ever

color elicits emotion

only my darkest days would ever see

drooping sunset

with patch, see-through clouds

for skanky lingerie

calms me better than any

green eyed, freckled face

powered by an engine

stoked by fire of rejection

I reject the clown suit

appreciate the complexion

of life riding the fine line

life and death, I’ve seen both

lived and loved

both

I never knew

why the silence loved me so

treated me to knowledge

people seemed to refuse

I’m so hot

dirty mind, spinning you a web

of lust, lies

and forgotten faces

all in time

before the moon turns on her heel

and I fall into sleep

till our next divorce counseling meeting

 

Remembered, for Centuries

To the history books they are bound,

and yet it is history itself that keeps

them around

Power, prestige, and wealth matter not. One must have come before the other,

and yet it is earthly glory that keeps

them bound

to our imaginations, and in our creations

they are born again. This life, spawned

from great conflagration

One day, they will look at us and say

“How great and mighty those nations were!”

When our names are forged into history

Oh, how I would like to see that day

when we are remembered, for centuries

(Author’s Note: I took these pictures during my WAMTAC (Walters Art Museum Teen Art Council) meeting, which will take place every Thursday from 4:30 to 6:30pm. I wasn’t assigned to take pictures, but I felt inspired to write. What better to do after looking at art than creating art?  You can visit Baltimore’s best art museum (in my opinion) Wednesday-Sunday 10 a.m.-5 p.m, and Thursdays 10 a.m.-9 p.m.)