@leeannecaputo.bsky.social
A writer, a poet… and sometimes artist . Spiritually awakened and enlightened. Firm believer that peace is achievable, we need to start seeing the similarities in our differences and use them as stepping stones towards reality peace is in our reach.
A poem by LeeAnne Caputo
3-6-26
So I say to you, friends, writers, poets, artists, gardeners and gamers, techies and all the rest…The best advice ever given to me I’m going to pass to you, write everything in a book 1st, date it. And then transfer it to your computer.
And of course, back it up it’ll only ensure your future.
Rather than put their energy into bringing forth the things they’d like to see happen for themselves, they set a course for destruction. Little do they know,
It is self-destruction. It defeating the purpose of life, of living.
A rage sometimes unrealized, and other times unleashed to receive ill gotten gains. For this state of mind has driven them insane. But what have they really achieved? Where is the glory?
This ability not only came with creativity,
it came with wit.
Apparently, that’s an issue for some..
For they are missing a sense of humor.
Their anger, jealousy Gets the best of them. Negativity burning inside.
I think that should be a clue,
I’m not a tall grey, or a short blue from the Andromeda galaxy, with a message for you.
I’m just somebody who likes to write.
Who likes to create, with her mind,
her eyes, her hands,
it comes from my heart.
It is my power, for it is a gift.
Problems
Computers, cellphones,
Printers and thingamabobs still
Fail me. Greatly.
Technology, it’s not what it’s cracked up to be.
Especially when there’s an angry human,
who thinks I’m an alien from another galaxy.
The world is topsy-turvy. And apparently I’m not allowed to be curvy.
With that being said, I hope to get back to my regular love of writing. Writing poems. Haiku’s. Short stories. I have a book of poetry in the works. I’m hoping 2026 will be a better year for myself and for everyone.
This woman wants me to say her name on the Internet. You see, she thinks if I say her name on the Internet, it will give her the right to sue me. I will never say her name on the Internet. I will never make her famous. I do not believe in giving criminals that notoriety.
They say jealousy is the root of all evil, and I believe that to be true. Eleanor Roosevelt said comparison is the thief of joy. And this woman compared her life to mine without even really knowing who I am. She made a grand assumption and got angry. Which in turn fueled her jealousy.
I’ve had to buy new phones, a new computer, you have no idea what I’m trying to mitigate. It’s all because I can write and she cannot. And it’s also because I had a beautiful spiritual awakening and she’s so jealous.
It’s been awhile since I’ve written on here. Things have been strange, but life is strange. I’ve been under a lot of stress because there’s someone out there. Who wants to take my identity. It’s a woman who thinks she’s clever. She thinks she’s savvy. She has hacked into my computers.
To presume a stance
Without understanding the question…
Will have you back peddling!
#haikufeels #presume
Thank you!
A brisk morning walk,
Skies stark and grey, blustery.
The leaves crush loudly.
#haikufeels #crush
Dark is the night sky
Inky indigo air about…
Loud is the silence.
#Haikufeels #silence
Traces of Autumn
Leaves tinted yellow orange…
Warm air drifts to crisp.
#Haiku #autumn #southern #Fall #poetry #Poem
Anxiety will wither,
Like leaves in autumn’s finish…
Releasing to renew!
#haikufeels #wither
It is not short. Nor is it sweet. It is beautiful and when it is complete. The wrongs will be righted. And this world of chaos, will turn to one that is a place for all to grow in greatness.
And you turn… in your covers thrash. You’re not in my house. But I know this for sure you hit your pillow. I can see you and you’re far from demure. You fall back to sleep. And sleep you will long. For sleep is not mine, but I must make him sing a song. It’s not just a song it is an aria.
You’re in a psychotic break. Which you’ve done is a grievance mistake. It’s the middle of the night and I’m awake. My life is not your fate. I sit here and write. By the light of my phone. Knowing securely that I’m locked up in my own home. But I wonder why your teeth Nash, while you twist
Mind your own business… I repeat over and over again.
You’re fascinated by me… you stalk me, you hate me but in the next breath, you do something to emulate me. They say imitation is the greatest form of flattery but my abilities. Tell me you’d like to shock me with a car battery.
Plan, a list to do.
Garden, shop, clean and yes mop!
Follow or take a nap?
#haikufeels #plan
You first held my gaze.
Then reached for my hand,
A bond set in love.
#haikufeels #bond
#blueskyafterdark #poetry
#truthteller
#jealousneighbor
#secretsareonlysecretsifyoudonttalk
What is with you?
This started the issue …
It was his mantra .
She said she was his muse .
At the bar, all he could say she gave him the blues .
Scotch he would say .
It’s been a long day .
Down it went , as he asked for another . He’d close his eyes and think, I should’ve listened to my mother.
A storm, with anger
Water rose up, the landscape changed.
Mend the broken heart.
#haikufeels #mend
