In describing myself, I remain stubborn but compromisable, headstrong, decisive, and sensual. My independence includes capablility in changing my own oil, carrying on my own mechanical projects and handling of myself. There are many facets of me, get to know me and you will see.

My educational background includes, Sociology, Psychology, Group Counseling, Policy Prepatory Chef and Computers.

I enjoy a variety of music, indoor and outdoor activities.

Indoor would include painting, drawing, movies, photography and playing around (also outside playing).

Outdoor would include: the boardwalk, hiking, the beach, the pool, photography, bikes, walking and playing with the kiddos.

I enjoy darts, playing pool, backgammon, cards, and chess (still learning strategies on the chess part).

Favorites: 1968 Ford Mustang Fastback, Historical & imaginative movies i.e. Gladiator, 300, Star Wars etc., the beach, fishing, motorcycles (no crotch rockets), music - blues, heavy metal, classic rock and roll, (grew up in 80's) some country (love Johnny Cash), painting & drawing, and photography.

Things I havent done but would like to try........white water rafting, kayaking, and of course always more exploring.

In my travels..my adventures include Jamaica, Bahamas, and Niagara Falls and enjoy trying new things adding to my list.

Anybody wishing to chat about any subject, I am available.

Soulmates... ...

by Seakolony (April W.)

Standing there
The whole time
Listening to me ramble
About my life
It's in shambles
Holding my hand
And wiping my tears
Was in his arms
At 20 years
Living a promiscuous shuffle
Burying memories in male arms
Driving away
The sexual mental and physical harm
Oh no pregnant
She became
Marriage he offered
No she proclaimed

You must move on
Hoping for
Hearth and home of his own
Moved on he did
Marriage, kids, and divorce
Bringing him back
To the beginning
Of our course
Roommates we became
Me in a relationship
And him too
For many years
Friends we remained
Relationships failed
Therefore, we hung out
And raised a toast
For us both

Suddenly
It came back round
Realization
He always knew
Realization
I just grew
Many years wasted
My foolishness
Of youth
My soulmate
Stood by my side
All along
Loving me
Despite my pride
Destinies, agenda met
Standing together in kismet


Flowers never……

Flowers never controlled cruelness of tone
Nor gentled the imminent cyclone
Flowers never stayed his hand
Nor made him appear like a man
Flowers never stayed the blow
That made the women tuck and bow
Flowers never quelled the fear
Of, his impending return, my dear
Flowers never wiped the tears
He made her shed year after year
AMW 5/17/2010


Dear My Love…………

Don't need any pomp or poses
Nor anyone sending me roses
Wanted someone tried and true
That see's the beauty in life with you
He who can walk along
Just to hear the bird's song
Finds laughter in a million places
Forgives when, I'm feeling in bad graces
Loves me through my female phases
Follows me up a mountain high
Then, holds me there when I cry
Admires the moon and stars
When afar, feels loves longing sigh
Loving each other in rainbow's mists
Traveling together through loves unending twists
AMW 5/16/2010



Dream Lover
By April

Dream lover invades my slumber
Un-awakening, in dreadful hunger
Quiet tones in the distance
Beckoning forth
Unable to alter this inevitable course
Feeling the sensation breath upon my nape
This kiss upon my temple
Releases an uncontrollable ache
Sounds of the alarm startling me awake
Remaining still the unsatisfied quake...
Memories retreat into my subconscious
‘Til deliciously, enveloped by that deep abyss of slumber....



Agoraphobic Haze
by April

Stranded alone, ensnared in the psyche
Candidly yearning, learning relaxation
The hammer at the door ensnares in apprehension
Indescribable panic, entrapping the soul
Mercifully, they scamper away
Abandoned to this loyal spy-hole

Stranded alone, Imprisoned in agoraphobic haze
Clutched in seclusion’s perilous stages,
Observing existence through my windowpane.
Staring beyond the walls so thick,
Seized in breathless bewilderment.

Stranded alone, running away
Hiding from the patterns, I portray
Traversing outside this encasement of glass,
Conveying beyond the unalterable distance.
Can pain, fear, and torment fade from existence
Powerless to conquer, removing my hand from the door
Maybe tomorrow, an excursion to the store?