Feb 09, 2006 13:54
So,
Part of my Imbolc intentions this year were regarding the awakening of some old talents and having the time to pursue them. I have years of experience back in school days in drawing , painting ( ART :-) )
However, a new facet has been emerging upon my waking moments, poetry.
I believe this would probably be considered some kind of slam poetry vs a traditional form.
So, I jump and post the first one that emerged with the awakening/quickening of the Imbolc holiday. Politics are affecting me in my old age!
Thanks for looking/reading,
T
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Aware
It is morning!
A new suit.
My office, so fresh.
I wish those weird people could see how happy I am. Another busy day!
Oh, that darn wheel up there is moving.
I wish I could afford to get out of this place.
Glass has been fogged up and dirty for years now.
Alas, another day mucking out the blind mouse’s tank.
R.Tigre