I started seeing a new guy January 1st and by the beginning of this month it was over. He was a nice guy but not very secure. First guy I dated in two years. Sigh...

I think I intimidate men. I am bright and talented and I honestly do not mean that as boasting. (If I said otherwise many of you would be disgusted with my self-deprecating statements.) Oh, well, another one bites the dust! Good thing I am not lonely or needy.

Good time to post a poem that I wrote years ago. I found this jar/crock at a Cracker Barrel Restaurant. It was labeled "Ashes of Old Lovers". Once I even painted it. I wrote a poem titled "Ashes of Old Lovers" and keep it inside the jar.





How many lips touched mine aflame?
How many me embraced?
How many promises were made?
How many dreams mine laced?

Like dying embers in my heart,
The names of lovers turn
To ashes, and the pain goes out,
No longer memories burn.

Ashes of old lovers.