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.
Posted on November 23, 2014, in Writing and tagged poems, poetry, time, time machine, writing. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.
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