I've been trying to get AdSense to work on my blog for at least three months. Given Covid, my mental health and who knows what else, it has taken a long time to educate myself on what may be going on. I am currently looking through information on AdSense and clicking through my blogger. It seems like I'm doing things right, so it may just be a waiting game.
I've gone by ezwriter on blogger for over 10 years. It's a nod to my poetry. When I began my blogger it was all about poetry, and babyonthebrains wasn't even around. Over the years I have written less and less on my other blog, but there are poetry pieces I really love and would love for others to read, too. I've been posting some of them here. I have also included the dates they were written...So with all that being "said" allow me to say: Hi! My name is Kathy! Thank you for reading this. Thank you for visiting my blog and making my journey less lonely.
I have also decided to change the name on my blog's header to Baby on the Brains. It's just easier. The Blues came during my post partum depression. Thing are less blue now.
Lastly, I have added a Wishlist to my User Profile page. I was curious about how to make the list. It was easy and I found things I wouldn't mind buying at some point. Perhaps you might like to see them, and may be interested in buying something for yourself or for a loved one. It's all in fun.
Thank you for reading!
-Kat
sun,
moon, stars,
part of this unique world, for us.
To witness its glory,
the planets and their movements,
Everything planned with their own designations,
portraying a facet of the creation...
Sun in its glory, bubbling with its effervescence
Solar flares jumping and plunging them fields.
Moon in its quiet wisdom...
its treasure found behind the dark side of the moon
Earth, ready to Turn the tide.
Home to humanity, uniquely made,
Beautiful in every way.
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Engage in the soliloquy of the lost,
but make time to gaze upon the stars.
A delusion,
from my brain,
the constant chatter,
my thoughts scatter
until it starts the pouring rain.
The feelings never cease
or decrease.
The façade invites you in,
until you see what it does, within...
doors opening,
to be shut by the tender hand.
Had I left this long ago, a ghost of what I was before,
I'd be gone, not caring.
Like a dog, unwavering,
until you give me my treat
tell me to succeed,
as I force myself to move it along.
Happiness within, a tight fit,
almost choking my subconscious.
Almost killing me within.
Death by thine invisible hands,
gripping tightly at my brain.
Loving Someone Like You
Loving someone like you,
like you.
Attaining the emotions to encompass us,
in my heart,
my thoughts,
my veins.
Letting go of sides,
in order to trust.
How often do we understand what we have lost,
to begin to handle what we had attained?
Love lost,
love won,
Love lost again.
The cycle, ongoing, unyielding...
until i get it.
It was never what you had, but shouldn't,
It was never what you wanted so bad and had.
It was always in a home full of love,
it was inside the heart that beats so furiously for us.
Never take it back, never make it undone.
The heart has the key to your light.