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Grab a cup of tea or coffee (oh what the heck, get a danish too!) and sit a spell. You might want to grab your notebook and pen because you never know when you will be inspired to write down a quote, or jot down a poem of your own. Words are like that, they take you on a journey and the next thing you know you are breathing life into your own magical world of words.
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Showing posts with label Love poetry | Love affair with writing | Love to write | writing about life | my writing life | word love | Writing adventures | goals for writing | writing goals | writing groups | writing tools |. Show all posts

Thursday, September 13, 2012

A Poem and a Row80 Check in

All of this work that I am doing in preparing for OctPoWriMo has me really chomping at the bit to write poetry. I have told myself that I should store it up for October because I don't want to burn myself out before it gets here but I just have to let loose at least one.

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Enjoying My Writing Life - Row80 Check In

This has been a fun week for me exploring, creating, writing, blogging, and now getting ready to delve into my poetry once again. If you haven't heard I have created #OctPoWriMo for the month of October to write 31 poems in 31 days. I enjoyed exploring my poetry during NaPoWriMo in April but I allowed many things to prevent me from doing a poem a day. I am looking forward to seeing whether I can achieve 31 for 31.

Wednesday, August 8, 2012

Journey to Me and a Row80 Check In

My Shadow
Once again I am looking at my life and wondering, "Who the heck am I?" I am looking at my websites and Facebook pages and it all feels like so much but they are all pieces of me. I want to bring them all together. I want to have less that I have to keep track of and more of me on one page. Does that make sense?

Sunday, March 18, 2012

Lost


Feeling constricted
Where’s the door
Running isn’t the answer
Feet on floor
Opening to compassion
Heart feels sore
I hear the tapping
Life’s a chore
Running isn’t an option
I found the door



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