Writing Poems

Wrote two poems this weekend – one on Friday, one on Saturday, with two different views of the writing life….

 

 

 

 

 

Happiness is, Today

 

 

An hour to kill accompanied by

A beer and slice of Spanish omelette

Before a sunlit window,

With a notepad and a nice pen,

And a world within one’s head.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Writing Life

 

 

Writing requires a time machine

Left on pause, or absence of another:

Together, time is taken from being or growing;

For all its claims, writing is not life.