I came to steem to get away from arguing on FB. I scoped Steem out, found it to be a kinder place, and sent in my request to Steemit. I checked my email every day for that reply, and plunged right on in when the approval came.
Big mistake.
I may as well have been riding a 100 year old donkey.
I resteemed a couple of political posts, soon learned that could not be undone, and regretted my first three actions on the blockchain. Big fail on my part, and a learning experience – shutting my political mouth would be harder that I thought. I strengthened my resolve, and sought out poetry.
I’d written some of that ten years earlier, so I began my first blog ever by posting my earlier poems. I put the ones I loved the most up there first, and got no upvotes, no comments from humans, nada, zilch for two solid months.
I persisted. I learned about resource credits the hard way. My value went from 12 cents to 8 cents. I was about to give up when ….
Someone or thing delegated 50 SP to me! I had no idea what that was or whom to thank, but suddenly I could comment and upvote as much as I liked, and I did.
A nice haiku contest by 
A good sensation
haiku racing through my mind
like snow through a song
https://steemit.com/haiku/@owasco/2jpp4e-snow
I got a comment! I got a human upvote! I MADE SOME STEEM! Boy was I psyched.
Not long after that I tried my hand at the first of what I hoped would be a popular series, Advice by Haiku for Steemit Newbies.. This haiku is still my favorite post of all time on social media
In the beginning
I placed my most treasured work
and no one noticed
https://steemit.com/haiku/@owasco/advice-by-haiku-for-steemit-newbies
AAaaaand I went right back to no one reading and not one single upvote.
The above is a freewrite for 
I started out wanting to come up with a quick entry to 
I’m still here! And loving it!
A bunch of people and entities kept me alive, most notably my mysterious benefactor, who I learned much later was 
Thank you to everyone who reached out to me here and made a connection!
Steem has gotten me writing again, a daily blessing. I support and feel supported by a number of communities and unaffiliated people. We laugh, we cry, we love each other and that is a prize I never imagined receiving on social media.
The greatest gift of all is I can see the holiness in my everyday life by sharing it with all of you.
The image is of me in front of 25 McDowell Avenue. It has to have been taken by my father on Greek Easter, because that is the only day of the year I would have dressed like that, bonnett and all.