My poetry blog informs me that I haven't written a poem in eleven months.
I've practically stopped listening to music these past two years, in spite of having a free napster account from my university.
I consider the lack of music and lyrics in my life as a symptom of something deeper.
I think I have been drifting in a sailboat, waiting for the wind, and forgetting that I have a motor.
Time to take control of my life, wouldn't you say?
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4 comments:
Change is always good!!!
So a drift was good.. ... and now is the ime to change that!!!
yep! :-)
absolutely!!
Acquire a pleasant heart throbs behind supple two young roes that appear like twins :))))))) (if u have still not captured what I meant from supple two...write to me)
she, the weaver would control your life....
so when are you lingering about your poetic mystic murmurs? would love to throw a ephemeral glimpse from the creek over it...:)))
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