piping note afar
bullfinch’s gentle call constant
regardless of change
I begin every morn with
delicate days fruitless
for Poets United
On Writing and Living…
The year has started. I envisioned it to start with a bang. But life takes its own course, and proceeds along regardless of my plans.
I’d fallen into a sort of limbo; going from nowhere to nowhere, and overwhelmed by the idea that I might have to start all over again with something I thought I had it sorted.
Then I thought alright, let me put on some music and do this limbo. For “Life dances and you must dance with it.” to borrow from Phillip Moffitt.
So, I let go of my self-imposed deadline. There will be a delay with the publication of my second chapbook, and honestly it’s not a train smash. There are far more important things that occupy my thoughts right now.
Therefore, I start where I am, using what I have; words. The simple act of putting them on paper banishes my fears.
How am I doing so far with my resolution to simplify this year?