Biography of walt martin
Honest and loyal best friend/husband and parent... Born w/ caul (could converse and read eight months to four plus years w/ eidetic memory) ... Catholic school... unsettled wandering traveler... fine communal life in Minn... school... Clinical technologist/pathology (for two plus decades - multi-licensed but no longer active) ... married Janice Carter '78... children '79, '80, '83... school... current actively licensed R.N.(psych) : semi-retired d/t illness (it happens) .
Likes: The joy of friendship, naturalism, nature walks, expressing empathy, reading (new lit, and a select number of 'top shelfers' that are in constant reread) , classically romantic writings and films, motorcycles, sport/target shooting, music (folk,60's acid rock, current progressive, etc) , collecting books and signed lithographs (varied) , meditation, sky diving (past active/current interest) , all matters medical, and a few other 'odds and ends'.
Dislikes: TV, politicians, and computer science (with some obvious and/or necessary exceptions) .
A favored quote: 'To thine own self be true...' W.S.
walt martin's Works:
walt martin Poems
Feral minds grope blind for light, avaricious constrictions in delusional flight; know not honor, but numbing deceit, with false gods laurels grandly replete.
Reflections Of An Autopsy Undone
Another interruption in duty and chore; A call to task behind the gray door. With ' Y ' cut to make, and samples to take;
The Tree With Roots In Hell
There is a place, in timeless space, where the dead do reign - held captive by ethereal chain.
Sonnet Xx: Garden Of The Heart
Splendid verdant form awakes at dawn of day with crowning gift offered gracefully on high, to touch the promise of cresting suns ray... A floral offering to fathomless sky.
More Sexually Sequacious Stuff
You taunt my days and haunt my nights with the feigned offer of innocence; filling me with awe at the might of alluring need, and the pleasure of teasing fingers rake,
Thoughts And Janice
Some thoughts held close, ever so near; others quite distant, not nearly as dear; Some locked forgotten, safely away, to be treasured or feared, on some other day.
Thoughts And Janice
Some thoughts held close, ever so near;
others quite distant, not nearly as dear;
Some locked forgotten, safely away,
to be treasured or feared, on some other day.
Others loosed and carried on high,
A child's balloon lost to the sky!
And as they bare such a painful cost,
these as such are so gladly lost.