My sister decided that to take and post a photograph every day.
It seemed like a good way to force...self-encourage creativity. But I don't take photographs.
This blog will be my daily[ish] writings. Some days I may write poems, some days I'll write phrases or sentences. Since most of what I post here will probably fall into some category of poetry, I must quote Paul Valery, as he accurately stated that, "A poem is never finished, only abandoned." So everything here is a work in progress.
These pages are kind,
Without the soft warm elastic of flesh,
But they are forgiving.
These pages are radiant,
Without the heat of a soul piercing through pupils,
But they are entrancing.
These pages arouse,
Without the panting of lungs and the grope of desire,
But they are here for me to touch.
These pages will never leave.
Day 22. Inspired by Mag 165. My mind was going in a couple of different directions here.