The sun sets on another day
It was another stunning sunset after a day of storms. In the end it was wonderful, and in the end, I could do nothing but enjoy it all!
I find myself thinking about poetry a lot. I’m not sure why but as I think about poems and poetry I get lost in feelings. Isn’t that what’s at the core of each poem? Isn’t poetry an expression of Who We Are through free verse? As I sit here today considering all of the verses in my life and all of the Poetry that I have written I wonder how deep I feel? Does anyone notice? Does anyone feel the same? As we sit down together and start looking at the world shouldn’t we be excited and exasperated by everything that we experience? Aren’t those two sides of the same coin?
The day is done, go on the sun, but poetry will remain and the echoes of the amazing nuances of verse and verb will educate us all to how people feel. There is nothing more exciting than being able to create something out of nothing. As we do so let’s look at the world and try to find the path where words can sing like anything and find the ways to help all of our hearts feel more.
So as the sun Sets on another day, welcome to free verse. no rules apply, no strangeness, line up and let it happen. The world will be a better place because you are in it, As long as you read a little poetry, no matter what.
Sleep sweet, love life, and what a ride…