This first part is me trying not to be so shy – followed by a poem:
This is a little something I worked on a few weeks ago and put into my delete folder. I keep a delete folder of stuff I’m fairly certain should never again see the light of day (a real hard copy folder). Now and then I open this folder – mostly on days that aren’t going particularly well. I’m smirking over here 😛 When I can no longer blame the awfulness of a poem or a story or a novel outline on something other than myself, I delete it. So this began as some 30 or so lines of poetry which today I’ve decided to edit into these 10 lines. It may survive the final hatchet. It was totally edited on my brand new used Adler manual typewriter:) I wonder about other writers and other opinions of deciding that works merit continued effort. I may start a thread on this – when I’m more lucid 😛 I expected to hate this poem once again…I only hated 20 lines of it. That’s pretty damned good for almost DOA.
Today Will Be Foggy w/ Moments of Lucidity
At the edge of the forest
looking into the fog
there is a path’s calling
that matters more
than questions or answers…
and the stream flows its song to us
and the dry leaves break beneath our steps
and the expected surprises us
in an unexpected way
at the edge of the forest.
*first creative work on my new old manual Adler typewriter – subject to change**