I was up until 6:00am working on my blooming poems! I specifically said I wasn’t going to do that anymore!
What did I do?
Well, I realize I’ve been a little manic lately in the Creativity department. I keep admitting I don’t know what’s going on!
Still, I finally diagnosed a SYMPTOM of our problem: I’m feeding you so much sugar, you’re all getting toothaches [sensitive to tooth metaphors at the moment] and can’t get through all the sugar I KEEP FEEDING YOU!
Despite protests.
So I pulled some of the “undiscovered rock emeralds” – or cotton candy, you can choose – to bestow upon/feed you later.
Believe me, you’ll hate me if I send you on the same Dental journey I’m protractedly on.
This is the main way I burned through my midnight-dawn hours, though: trying to perfect ONE POEM!!
I never know if I make them worse or better. It’s why I’m mentioning it. I would LOVE some feedback!!
The original is called “His Name is Ethan” [yes, that one, call it a labor or love or something].
So I’m highly invested in this particular poem. I honestly THINK it’s better now. I think it might be my BEST EVER!!
I’m going to post a whole new poem with the same photo called “Gasp of Air.”
Yes, it’s one of those long, annoying, epic poems. I apologize in advance.
If you would just consider reading it, it would mean a lot to me. In my opinion, at this moment, it’s the only poem I’ve ever written.