11.17.21 Remote Controlled (Poetry, 1990)

"Remote Controlled" was one of my very first poems I wrote way back in 1990, when I was 14, over 31 years ago. This one's about my Dad and I... his alcoholism at the time and his verbal and physical abuse I endured. We made up years later, thankfully, and became best friends before he passed in 2019.

12.30.19 Adios, 2019… (Journal)

This year has been one of the most turbulent and chaotic for me. I lost my Dad this past Summer, and that was a heartwrenchingly-grueling experience, to say the least, but peaceful, as well. As my family and I were still dealing with his loss, I graduated from college this past October and while that... Continue Reading →

8.6.19 Call Waiting (Poem)

"Call Waiting" By Brian Bolding 8/6/19 //   Dad, I tried to call you last night Did you hear the phone ring? I just wanted to hear your voice Were you listening?   Dad, I was waiting for you To give me that phone call To tell me all about your latest great big fall...... Continue Reading →

7.30.19 Resonating Still (Poem)

There's an odd aura around him And his eyes are open but he can't see My Dad's not in there, I can't stop crying I feel his spirit wanting to be free   Resonating, shining through He misses us already and he's preparing to leave, too.   He's resonating still, here or there if you... Continue Reading →

5.30.18 Update Shmupdate.

Sorry I've been so distant. Life happened, in a fierce way. So, the past 6 weeks, I've been afflicted with 3 different sudden illnesses. Yikes. First off, about 6 weeks ago, I had a major throat infection (which I thought was strep, but wasn't.) $50 copay to urgent care to find out I just needed... Continue Reading →

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