I’ve been haughty and I’ve been humble.
Humble feels better.
I’ve been valid and I’ve been vulnerable.
Vulnerable feels more connected.
I’ve been smart, salty and sassy.
But that was all to cover and soothe
My sweet simple soul.
I dined by myself last night.
Table for one.
It was
Delicious.
“Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility.” – William Wordsworth
“Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn. ” – Thomas Gray
Readers, I’m feeling like today is a good day for poetry. Please take the time to write down the poetry flowing from your heart today and please post it to my Comments section, if you have the inclination. Love, peace and poetry are my wishes for you today. Tranquility.
I kinda liked the one ………screw my old boyfriend………wasnt that kinda nice? lmao
Man poetry? I’ve done a little in my life but that comes and goes……goes mostly like a dried up spring bed. lolol
I’ve also noticed poetry comes when the voices in your head arent squabbling. Aint happening anytime soon, sista. lololol
Although, thats an excellent point: In that some things cant be obtained but only in tranquil, quiet moments.
Kit, I think all of your comments are poetry . . . 🙂
It helps to have adoring fronds such as yourself. lmao