I have been very busy “offline”. I have been writing, revising, gathering, and compiling. I’ve been reading, learning, stretching myself in ways I never imagined. I also feel I have been neglecting some of my longtime, faithful readers – so today before I rush out the door to share my latest poetry with our local writers’ group, I decided to open a journal (this one from January/February) and randomly share a previously unpublished page…which might possibly pass as a poem. Or not…you be the judge.
Either way, nothing will stop my pen from scrawling out words disguised as poetry, or the joy I derive thereof!
Combining National Poetry Month and A spontaneous Random Journal Day moment I give you one, For My Brethren…and I hope it blesses all who do read. Unedited, from the page. Crazy I am, I know- but I hope you see the seed in it for your own poetry garden! Don’t fear the pen and page…plant a seed or two today.
I’m not here to:
I’m here learning
to live and love
PS. Sorry, changed my mind! I did edit by adding three punctuation points! The first one was already in the piece. It’s a writer’s prerogative, right?
Now you go and write a poem…even a seed!