GERONIMOooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!

Now I'm sure this is NOT going to end well. Me writing something other than a work of poetry feels foreign, and I am ill at ease to say the least. "Geronimo" shouted at the top of my lungs keeps roaming through my mind for some reason! Janean...I'm sure you're to blame for that. I have heard this is just a natural progression of things by many others, none of whom are here with me tonight whispering words of wisdom as my fingers hunt and peck at the keys.

I figure the easiest way to ease into this blogging "thingy" is to jump into my real passion...my poetry. I will, over the course of time, delve into many numbers of questions as to my writing, my poems, and my unwillingness turned willingness to post. Hopefully I will get into my youth some, my Grandma's Farm, Becoming a Sailor and seeing the world, my triumphs and tribulations - all of which make me...well me!

I don't know how this will play out, but I hope you will join me for the ride. I appreciate all positive critiques and feedback. I will need the shoves and encouragement. Don't let me NOT jump from a perfectly good plane yelling "Geronimo" as I go!