One friend telling me to bring out the poet in me ("writer's block my butt") and another saying blogging isn't for personal stuff. Thanks for the advice, guys. Here's a little of both:
One step.
Jump a little over the black hill.
Landing in the meadow of white.
Jump a little.
Skip a Little.
One foot on the black, one foot on the white.
Lots of them join, hopping and jumping, others walking along.
No one knows what it is until the end.
No one hears the song the fingers play.
No one hears the song.
Basically, you can hate it. I don't give a flying flip. I'm just happy to be writing something from my own head of my own free will. Maybe one day I'll pick up one those stories...maybe
4 comments:
i was being a little sarcastic... but, its all good.
OMGoogdness! You left a comment! It's a miracle....and I know. You usually are ^_^ jk
i was totally not being sarcastic. writer's block my butt! that is a great poem... you know all poems don't have to be epic and intense... some can just be what you are feeling! I LOVE IT! :D :D
SUPPORT THE ARTS!!!! WRITE A POEM!!!!
(you too eric... you should write a poem)
NO ONE UNDERSTANDS YOUR SARCASM ERIC
RARAR
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