secondmercedes just a thought: I'm better than a second Mercedes. The car, yes.
I am currently working on compiling the poems into a book. My goal is 50 pages, or 50 poems. At this point, I feel I need someone to critique it. I don’t know who to ask, who would help me with that. Who could help me choose what to leave out and what to put into it.
Right now I have 26 pages. Some days I think my poetry is good and other days I think it is completely terrible. How will I ever know what the world thinks of it if I don’t share it, though? That is the writer/poet’s conundrum. I’m determined to come out from under this. The book of poetry is due in 30 days…can I pull it off and mail it off by then? I hope so, because that would mean some progress has been made in this goal.
I’m really struggling with letting go. I know it will feel good when I do let go, I just need to keep cutting the strings that I am grasping so tightly to and release.
What is inside me is beautiful.
I have wonderful things to say.
What is inside me is beautiful.
I have wonderful things to say.
I am an accomplished poet.
I am an accomplished poet.
I am an accomplished poet.
I’m like Walt. Hello there, Walt!
