Had some time this morning to get into the deep of writing (meaning without the fear of distraction from others we love but who can be a real pain to the creative process) and tried to organize the rush from yesterdays facebook posts (which I didnt even get close to doing which is why I call it a fiction) and a shorter than my normal length (which even saying means I have a problem) that I tried to bring to normal length and ended up just staring at longer and longer till I gave up. Since it is out of line and I like to lay the poetic round-a-bout way the times I write influence my work Im giving it as a free-be. Here is this mornings lyric poem. Little More 3/26/14 It was a day and a purpose A shelter from our everything The conditions we see as we are chasing My all and my everything It can’t be me when we recover Look they are sounding out our new deal Dealing with all we are looking to see Seeing that there is a little more of no one Come to the discovery and make it to yourself real plain On the ideals and our purposes We can come to the coming of today >>>Let it be....WSB
Posted on: Wed, 26 Mar 2014 16:13:54 +0000
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