My "I" is beginning to get uncomfortable with how public blogging is making my "F".
I write poetry every now and then--bad poetry that no mind should ever read
but poetry nonetheless because it expresses what I feel in less direct ways.
When blogging has turned to venting…
I think it's time to hibernate from cyberspace and start putting words on private paper.
I started a new poetry journal today, one where I can express the frustrations that don't have patience for proper words.
There is power in poetry, and poetry is powerful.
Rest awhile, little blog. You've made it to 55 posts, so go take a vacation!
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