this four
is not the two plus two
that was but isn’t
this four
is miles gone
that could but didn’t.
this four
will be forty
and I will still
be one
be one
It's quite a time. Changes and events are whirling and I am somehow feeling steady. So much is about love. I'm influenced to write more and that is such a good thing for me. Sometimes I want to sign up for the Colrain Poetry Manuscript again and see if my poems are still weak. What an experience: I wanted to run like hell, and yet I learned so much.
It's almost the weekend. :^)
love
kj
Wait! you mean the weekend doesn't start on Sunday? You work to hard kj. Go ahead submit you heart away and see what sticks to the pages. I am now finally working on #4.
ReplyDeleteMark, I'm not working hard at all! I'm just doing what I want :-)
DeleteI wish I had the energy (motivation) to submit to my heart's content. Instead, I just write
At colrain I was required to submit a poetry manuscript; 33 poems. It was all reviewed by 2 editors: for all ten of us. Ouch! I almost left. Those were the days when I didn't know how to edit myself :-)
If you're scared, you should do it. Like a roller coaster, kj. Get on and scream! lol! I love your poetry. I'm writing like crazy too, and just signed up for a writing challenge that starts after the weekend. Gulp. Have a happy, lazy crazy weekend! xoxo
ReplyDeletePam, I would if I had the time. Instead I am writing one story into another for a novel that will take me perhaps another six months, maybe double that
DeleteBut I LOVE it
What writing challenge? !!
Thank you Pam. I listen to you, prudie1
Love
kj
Hm. Some things you just have to mark in your heart.
ReplyDeleteI hope you have a wonderful weekend and do leap into that poetry challenge.
♥CS
cs, thank you. I can see that you know :-)
DeleteSo what are you doing this weekend? Xo
Love
kj
This is a lovely poem.
ReplyDeleteAll the best.
Have a wonderful weekend!
Brenda
You too, Brenda.
DeleteIt's a grand weekend do far; I hope for you too
xo
kj
I wish I better knew how to express my feelings about
ReplyDeletethis poem.
I don't know a metaphor from a pinafore
a simile from an Emily.
I have no idea what's right or wrong or indifferent.
I just know that I LOVE it.
That's good enough, isn't it?
And hey,,,,sign up. What do you have to lose? I mean, seriously,,,
♥ And have a truly super weekend.
This might be the best funniest dearest comment ever on the blogs :-)
DeleteGosh babs, I'm thinking you should write little poems.
You are a total dear
You know it's true ! :-)
Love
kj
Have a wonderful weekend dear!
ReplyDeleteWrite.......and write some more :)
♥M
Happy weekend Marianne! Two small children this weekend so no writing, just water parks and planting magic seeds and coloring dragons :-)
Delete♥
Well that is just as nice as writing :)
DeleteI am packing my bags now for SF tomorrow, meeting Robin.
After that holiday. YEAH enough time to transform my space in a studio.
Here it is summer, we skipped spring .
Emjoy your weekend with the boys
love M
I agree that you should have a lovely warm seashore weekend. Have a few drinks. Relax. Enjoy. And then write. But I want you to write a story that miss em can illustrate so that we can be famous Ok???
ReplyDeleteNo seashore, no drinks, Mim. But see above: there will be fun
DeleteAs for fame and a story to illustrate : Emily!!!! I mean it if you are up for it. Anne will write poems for it :-)
Hey there KJ, So sorry it's taken me so long to get back to you. First of all, thanks so much for your sweet kind words left for me at my little blog. I so appreciate you even stopping by. I know how busy you must be with your own family and work. Blessing on you for your awesome show of support. I adore you poem. So very talented you are. Hope that all is well with you and yours.
ReplyDeleteHugs and have a wonderful week!
Hi Vanessa. It is my pleasure to visit and enjoy your blog and your illustrations! I look forward to more and more!
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I changed the last line. Just now.
ReplyDeleteBefore it said:
I will still.
Remember
But this poem is about time and how everything and nothing changes. So I am much happier with my now revised numerical ending. ♥
Someday I will feel joy. Perhaps I will learn to write about it. My pen seems to have only one color ink...and yet I know the world is saturated in many hues. Some day....eh KJ? My turn.
ReplyDeleteYour smile reaches all the way here :)
Dear Annie,thank you always for your visits and words. I want you to know that this poem is not joyous. It is about grief and loss that is folded within me, I think for always now.
DeleteYour poetry has many colors. And for those (of us) (most of us) who search, you are a light in the tunnels
♥