Alex Ness
@alexanderness63.bsky.social
INFJ, Poet, Christian MS History/Political Science
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Blogger No politics here
https://AlexNessPoetry.Blogspot.Com
https://poplitiko.blogspot.com
https://alexnesspoetry.blogspot.com/2024/09/published-works-of-alex-ness.html
I've known since 2013 that I had a large herniation. As such it is no surprise. It isn't welcome, but it is known.
November 16, 2025 at 9:03 PM
I've known since 2013 that I had a large herniation. As such it is no surprise. It isn't welcome, but it is known.
Sadly, when the Nazis unleashed their most ruthless units, neither the allies nor the Soviets under Stalin, could respond
November 16, 2025 at 6:37 PM
Sadly, when the Nazis unleashed their most ruthless units, neither the allies nor the Soviets under Stalin, could respond
November 10, 2025 at 6:25 AM
We were upon a celestial object, our footprint is the proof. Some deny believing so, despite evidence of the truth. We've reached out, made our existence known. But we are told we are being fooled, and we are here alone. alex ness 2025©
November 8, 2025 at 6:46 PM
We were upon a celestial object, our footprint is the proof. Some deny believing so, despite evidence of the truth. We've reached out, made our existence known. But we are told we are being fooled, and we are here alone. alex ness 2025©
If I'm ever living alone in a home/trailer home I'll get 3 black cats since they're adopted slower than others. I say this because you speak of food. My little black cat Simone was a rescue & ate anything for survival. I loved her You gave a good memory on a day where I am sick. Thank you.
October 27, 2025 at 8:24 PM
If I'm ever living alone in a home/trailer home I'll get 3 black cats since they're adopted slower than others. I say this because you speak of food. My little black cat Simone was a rescue & ate anything for survival. I loved her You gave a good memory on a day where I am sick. Thank you.
Bless you my dear
October 25, 2025 at 7:27 PM
Bless you my dear
Thanks for the notice.
October 25, 2025 at 6:27 PM
Thanks for the notice.
I was so broken hearted from the loss of a hero of the previous century, when I saw this image and quote, it was going up.
October 24, 2025 at 7:39 PM
I was so broken hearted from the loss of a hero of the previous century, when I saw this image and quote, it was going up.
October 18, 2025 at 6:08 AM
“Perfection is achieved, not when there is nothing more to add, but when there is nothing left to take away.” Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
October 10, 2025 at 4:25 PM
“Perfection is achieved, not when there is nothing more to add, but when there is nothing left to take away.” Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
October 9, 2025 at 2:44 AM
Happy Anniversary of the death American poet, author, editor
Edgar Allan Poe, who lived and died for his art and work.
January 19, 1809 – October 7, 1849
Edgar Allan Poe, who lived and died for his art and work.
January 19, 1809 – October 7, 1849
October 7, 2025 at 4:57 PM
Happy Anniversary of the death American poet, author, editor
Edgar Allan Poe, who lived and died for his art and work.
January 19, 1809 – October 7, 1849
Edgar Allan Poe, who lived and died for his art and work.
January 19, 1809 – October 7, 1849
September 26, 2025 at 4:37 PM
Falling, the mire and mud will pull me down. Swiftly I thrash in clay, a flood, falling under ground. Nothing anyone can do will save me. It is upon me to save myself, but I've little left. Sing the final song, I'm gone.
alex ness 2025©
alex ness 2025©
September 26, 2025 at 1:49 AM
Falling, the mire and mud will pull me down. Swiftly I thrash in clay, a flood, falling under ground. Nothing anyone can do will save me. It is upon me to save myself, but I've little left. Sing the final song, I'm gone.
alex ness 2025©
alex ness 2025©
alexnesspoetry.blogspot.com/2025/09/your... This is not autobiographical, but I certainly remember when a younger man's heart of fire burned
September 25, 2025 at 5:20 PM
alexnesspoetry.blogspot.com/2025/09/your... This is not autobiographical, but I certainly remember when a younger man's heart of fire burned