So here's a short poem for today. I have lots to do and little time to write.
Look at the date! Do you see how close we are to Christmas? Well, I am not ready for it.
Okay, this was supposed to be a short poem, and it ended up being one. However, I wrote in Pages, then copied and pasted it here. I wasn't happy with it. So it got longer. Then I edited and revised in this space. I cut most of it. This wasn't even in the original originally. It was a last minute addition and the only part I kept. I just say that because I find it strange how poems happen sometimes. And because I'm proud of myself. Not for the poem itself, but for the fact that I am getting better at just cutting through garbage. Just because I wrote it, doesn't mean I have to own it. That is a hard concept sometimes - a "Yes, but I had more stuff - how can you tell me it isn't worth the cyberspace it was printed on?" mentality that I love challenging. I love winning that debate with myself!
Ok...now onward to more Poetry Jammers who are writing about 'Quiet' this week!