how peacefully the daytime fades
effortlessly darkening into night
bathed the thralls of twilight
bright warm colors gently cool
deepening till they blend themselves away
the hot winds chill to icy whispering breezes
white clouds bruise and then vanish
all the world folds in on itself
secure in the dying of the light
how I envy the sleepy universe
soon it will nod and be still
and I will sit and witness the peace
never meant for me again
This is a creative project inspired by my college academic advisor and friend. Her wisdom and faith in me, though undeserved, gives me cause to give this a go. My goal is to write a new poetry, no matter how crappy. I welcome feedback.
This Blog is dedicated to Dr. Beth Crachiolo, now the chair of the English and Theatre Department of Berea College. Beth is truly a wonderful person, and one hell of a teacher! For whatever reason, she seems to believe in my aptitude as a writer and has made it perfectly clear, on more than one occasion, that to not write would be a waste. So I am trying to do something I've never attempted before. Starting today, April 20, 2010, I will try very hard to post at least one new poem a day for 1 year. I'm sure most of them will be utter crap, but you never know when the muse might strike. Please feel free to respond to any post at anytime, I value constructive comments.
Such talent You have !!!!
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