A Poet’s Circle of Life
A Poet’s Circle of Life
I am not always aware, at least on a conscious level, how much others drive my art.
Reality is too restrictive so I like to play connect-the-dots with life. It is said the human mind is like an umbrella. It functions best when open. When sculpting our heart’s poetry, it is good to approach our art as poetry as if it were a game. We need to play connect-the-dots with words and feelings, paying close attention to the sound and flow of our memories, as well as their arrangement on the page. It is never too late to be a poet.
We need to play connect-the-dots with words and feelings, paying close attention to the sound and flow of our memories, as well as their arrangement on the page. It is never too late to be a poet.
When sculpting our heart’s poetry, it is good to approach our art as poetry as if it were a game. We need to play connect-the-dots with words and feelings, paying close attention to the sound and flow of our memories, as well as their arrangement on the page. It is never too late to be a poet.
To be a poet, you need to know when to listen and when not, as well as begin every day with a moment of silence, during the day listening to the children who are always on, we can learn as much from them as they from us, poets need to befriend isolated thinkers, to enjoy their gift of gab, to recognize universal truths, listen to their intuitions, and welcome the muses that are their best fans.
Poets need to give credence to them and to know that there is no coincidence and are appreciative we enjoy free will, Poets need to ride the winds with glee that blow through their minds and to write those thoughts down before someone else does or before they’re forgotten altogether.
Bird of God
I like to begin poetry by exploring phrases, I am…I am a poet…but then I think What is a poet Whatever it is, I think, it must have food for the soul,
It must have generous folds of thoughts, and Love, Whatever it is, I think, it must be arrogant, to coach the sun to rise, to kiss the day goodbye, and hope.
