The Mystery, Crime, and Thriller Group discussion

Hi, I am the author of The Pelman Murders and two books of poetry.

I joined a few months back and never took the time to really explore this site. The reason is that I am generally locked down with writing which is my comfort zone. I become lost in poetry or in a novel I am writing. I have two books of poetry published and working on a third. I have a murder mystery published and am working on a narrative non-fiction about a serial rapist and killer who is locked up in the county jail awaiting sentencing for a 1st degree murder case.

But I am amazed at all the talent that is here on this site. Incredible. It is overwhelming. And it spurs me to share more of my writing with all of you. It is like coming home after being away for years and finding yourself suddenly surrounded by old friends and new friends.

Writing helps me stay sane. I'm sure that is the case with most of us. I have to write. I have to write everyday. I have no choice. I am compelled to sit and create. If I walk the dogs I am bursting with poetry before I get halfway done and have learned to carry a tape recorder with me otherwise what comes into my mind is lost. Following is one of the poems I wrote on such a walk.

A ROSE FOR A FRIEND
Copyright 2012 Gordon Kuhn



I had a friend who went away.
She never said how long she’d stay.
I bought a rose and placed it where
no one would stop and stand and stare,
but a place I knew she might wander past
and hoped the flower would somehow last;
that my message of sadness and regret
for being one who without thinking and with unplanned
neglect
had sadly let her fingers drift from mine.
Then, somewhere, somehow, something cut the line,
which I had not in place wished or had any such forward design;
but failed I to tend the growth, and failed to note or to in time seek to refine
the friendship that should have long passed the test of time
while our love had grown so quickly from infancy into
prime
too late I then discovered how quickly a clock can chime
and another flower placed I this day
and wished that she might stop this way.
But, I know she’s gone and will never return.
Too late, too late the lesson did I learn

I hope you enjoyed that as much as I enjoyed writing it and sharing it with you.

Beautiful poem. I'm another one who has to write and I do write every day.

Thank you so much for sharing that poem.

Joan K. Maze
writing as J. K. Maze

Welcome to the group, Gordon. I hope you enjoy yourself here. Thank you for sharing one of your poems.

Joan wrote: "Beautiful poem. I'm another one who has to write and I do write every day.

Thank you so much for sharing that poem.

Joan K. Maze
writing as J. K. Maze"

Thanks Joan, I'm glad you enjoyed the poem.

Bill wrote: "Welcome to the group, Gordon. I hope you enjoy yourself here. Thank you for sharing one of your poems."

Bill, thanks for the comment and I'm happy you enjoyed the poem. Have a great day.

Joan wrote: "Beautiful poem. I'm another one who has to write and I do write every day.

Thank you so much for sharing that poem.

Joan K. Maze
writing as J. K. Maze"

I have a close friend who believes, as do I, that if you are a true writer you must write each day. It is a part of who we are, creators. :-)

Welcome Gordan.

Thanks, Linda. Glad to be here,