Oh, Captain!

(Image Credit:  Anne Bellami )

(Image Credit: Anne Bellami)

Captain,
I'm having trouble landing from my trip out there beyond.
Captain, come and help me,
Could you maybe sing a song?
For my friends have all gone to my funeral,
They've left me all alone.
And the tears they shed aren't any good
Because they're only loaned.

I tried to bribe my time
And I lost much in return.
No, don't be so critical,
It's just something I never learned.

Captain,
I'm having trouble landing from my trip out there beyond,
Captain, come and help me,
Could you maybe sing a song?

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I was gonna wait until a little later today to do this, but the spirit took hold and I absolutely couldn't keep this awesome new thing we're doing from you guys.

From now on, Mondays are "Mom's Poetry Mondays" and we're going to be releasing a different piece of poetry from the most beautiful woman in the world, my mother, Regina Toffolo.

There's gonna be a full essay dedicated to how great she is somewhere in the near future, similar to what I did with Dad, but for now let me just say that without her loving me when I was incapable of loving myself, and without her infinite forgiveness, I simply would not be here writing for you all today.

Apparently, she's been doing poetry my entire life, but she's been keeping it a secret from me and everyone I know until just this Saturday. I like to think she was waiting for when the time was right, and that time is now.

I feel it's going to be a very nice counterpoint my long winded, often emotionless political rants and it'll really bring a lot of soul to the page.

This particular piece is something she's held onto since she was 14 years old, so I know it must be very important to her. Getting a glimpse into my mom's world like this... I think it's just the coolest thing ever.

I can tell by how confident she was when she suggested submitting poetry that a lot of this stuff is gonna be amazing. She was an English teacher in my younger days and absolutely LOVES literature. My writing talents did not come to me accidentally. 

If you're not sold yet, nobody's gonna sell you cause I'm a man who sold a newspaper to a blind lady.

I hope you're looking forward to this as much as I am... See ya next week!
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Image Credit: Anne Bellami


Written by my Mommy


I was gonna wait until a little later today to do this, but the spirit took hold and I absolutely couldn't keep this awesome new thing we're doing from you guys.

From now on, Mondays are "Mom's Poetry Mondays" and we're going to be releasing a different piece of poetry from the most beautiful woman in the world, my mother, Regina Toffolo.

There's gonna be a full essay dedicated to how great she is somewhere in the near future, similar to what I did with Dad, but for now let me just say that without her loving me when I was incapable of loving myself, and without her infinite forgiveness, I simply would not be here writing for you all today.

Apparently, she's been doing poetry my entire life, but she's been keeping it a secret from me and everyone I know until just this Saturday. I like to think she was waiting for when the time was right, and that time is now.

I feel it's going to be a very nice counterpoint my long winded, often emotionless political rants and it'll really bring a lot of soul to the page.

This particular piece is something she's held onto since she was 14 years old, so I know it must be very important to her. Getting a glimpse into my mom's world like this... I think it's just the coolest thing ever.

I can tell by how confident she was when she suggested submitting poetry that a lot of this stuff is gonna be amazing. She was an English teacher in my younger days and absolutely LOVES literature. My writing talents did not come to me accidentally. 

If you're not sold yet, nobody's gonna sell you cause I'm a man who sold a newspaper to a blind lady.

I hope you're looking forward to this as much as I am... See ya next week!

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