Thursday, April 09, 2009

Opening Remarks

(Rats. Another non-inspired day. This is definitely one way to make the month seem long. I'm going to need to become passionate enough about something to write about it one of these times...)

It's a casualty of the mind
to think death before sunshine

(I said sunshine)

The Amish horses, for instance
aren't dead in their fields

They're dreaming

I could have been a Budweiser

2 comments:

Ryan said...

The Amish horses, for instance
aren't dead in their fields

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Great. Wonderful, even. I adore these lines -- and they're bucolic! And I like them! =)

Really though, if you get even one good line from a 'forced' poem, I think you're way in the game. This is good stuff.

Charmi said...

Thanks, Ryan.

I go back and forth about being okay with this process. But I know in the end I'll have something, at least, to work with!