Well…..just as well….well well….well I never
take your pick…..pull a tarot card….toss a dice…play solitaire …or patience /// anything to keep boredom and/or negativity at bay if you live alone and don’t have many friends.or if you do when you call them they don’t answer their phones.
I get up really early and write poetry and belong to a poetry website called allpoetry.com …..you can find me there if you care to look….Linda Evans……I’ve been a member for over 10 years and have over 4000 poems on it…..which is pretty astounding by any standards but there again I can easily knock out two or three in a couple of hours whilst I’m waiting for the rest of the world to wake up.
Generally poems I compose are to a specific prompt….which is an interesting challenge…personally I really like writing brevity…..for example…..define love….animosity….last Tuesday….in 25 words exactly..
Try it
anyway earlier on my way back from Belsize village swinging a bottle of Prosecco I hit upon ….
I am a scoop of sand….filtering thru your hand….on a windy day…..getting blown away
which I could easily expand upon but why?
It speaks volumes in merely….hang on let me count them….17 words. No reason to add or subtract as it says what it says succinctly to waffle on is completely un-necessary. My next poem is going to be related to the somewhat morbid thought…
everytime someone sighs someone somewhere dies….a bit of a parody on J M Barrie’s ….every time a child says they don’t believe in faeries there is a little faerie somewhere that drops down dead…
so lets resist the tempatation to heavily sigh or deny the existence of faerie folk either.
