I lifted my rose colored glasses

…and saw a chaotic scene

There once were displayed beautiful flowers

There were now rotting, matted, gnarled roots

The majestic blue sky

Now seemingly covered in soot

Even my own reflection

I could not compute

Something so sinister

That has somehow wiggled it’s way in

Disrupting my perception

…and my patience grows thin

Flow in the path of least resistance

Bend like the bamboo

No offensive to launch

Defenses minimal

Vulnerability is piqued

Delivery true

With no confrontation

No misunderstandings

Better yet, over-standing

No back and forth

No debates

It is destiny

It is my fate

I enrolled in an English creative writing class for Fall… Introduction to Poetry. A bit ironic that I’m taking an introduction when I’ve been writing poems for over 20 years. In any case I’ve never studied classical poetry and I am always eager to learn new things.

I was looking for a filler class and noticed this class was available and a good fit for my existing schedule. I have always wanted to take a class on poetry or creative writing so this is quite exciting for me and I am very much so looking forward to it.

Very interested in any new tactics I might be learning to enhance my poetry skills.

Wish me luck!

I do not try

I do as I please

I imagine the act

Then it becomes reality

I do not think I might

I do not try

I fight

Never pondering the tactics

It just flows seamlessly

You see there is no hesitation

No reluctance to be

The natural woman that I ought to be

In my mind

In my heart

There lingers…

Love

Warmth

Truth

Value beyond monetary

Chemistry beyond words

Bountiful blessings

A connection grew

With a firm foundation

The possibilities are endless

The joyfulness relentless

The love pure and true