Just added something I wrote a 'poemy-thing' today called Gossamer Road. I always have a hard time calling my stuff poetry because I am not really a craftsman like so many; I just get a thought, or a word or phrase, or even an image of something and I take it where it leads. I don't know the technical aspects of poetry so I just try to write by honest in whatever the thought is and put it out in the world - ill-prepared like a rogue class fighter with a dull knife and 3 day old tacos in his magic bag.
And I ramble - did I mention I ramble? I just go on and on, and on and on, and yet on and even on'ner until I ... wait. I'm doing it again aren't I? Gosh just please go read the darn thing and tell me to shut it! ;)
Burt
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