It came externally, amorphous and hard Tasteless in origin, without tale or icebergs. And you compared it to internal one, so plume look alike. Navigating system, hanged in an empty space, perfectly matching much future, more of tomorrow. reminding me what pure joy is.
This research started several months ago, and I use this opportunity to once more express my gratitude to all poets who kindly took their time to participate and answer the questionnaire. Unfortunately, the number of participants wasn’t sufficient for deriving credible results so at the end we needed to go with different focus group. I … Continue reading Research at University of Wales: Poets living with a sky – follow up review
When I feel lost I look to the sky. She never left, Each turn I took, Always watching over me. Safety – g.m.c. For more, visit her blog at thematterofmymind.com
“Today I Was a Poet” (an excerpt) Today I truly was a poet, ay A human being all unfettered by The pond’rous weights which hold their dreadful sway Over most lives — a pilot, cleared to fly By virtue of a willingly paid price In meditation, learning and despair Past obstacles which threaten, in a … Continue reading Poet and the Sky: Poem by Ana Daksina