I made a pledge to myself to write a poem a day for the entire year.
Now to follow through.
I preface this with a reminder; most of the poems written for this year long project will be done so spontaneously and therefore will not be edited. Bear with me on this. The project goal is to get them written over getting them perfect.
Several times there will simply be the poem with no title. When that happens suggestions for a title will be welcomed in the comments.
I know i am reading into it. What I see is pretty amazing. It's the essence of our existence, of our eternal existence. Who we are is much like a wonderful dream. What do we do when we wake from it? Sorry, my mind is reeling right now. There is such a paradox in this thought. We keep trying to return to find that dream, to keep coming up with more dream possibilities that come close to the elusive one. Some even pretend they never dreamed....
I know i am reading into it. What I see is pretty amazing. It's the essence of our existence, of our eternal existence. Who we are is much like a wonderful dream. What do we do when we wake from it? Sorry, my mind is reeling right now. There is such a paradox in this thought. We keep trying to return to find that dream, to keep coming up with more dream possibilities that come close to the elusive one. Some even pretend they never dreamed....
ReplyDelete*I'd better stop here. It's a movie.* (smiles)