With the exception off a few things I've written, I consider the rest as unfinished pieces that can always be improved upon. And like you said, I can rewrite and rewrite something to death, or until it starts to drive me crazy. At that point, I'll write a dumb poem just for fun.
You are right about dumb poems. But this one was not dumb. Within you reveal what it really takes to be a writer. Not just writing down some words willy-nilly and then getting them posted as "poetry," because they don't fit any conventional writing and wouldn't get past a first grade teacher's scrutiny. Real writers have to be perfectionists and understand their craft taking a toll on their time and their creative urges, but rewarded by critical accolades or cash in the form of sales.
A delightful lark through the foreboding enchanted woods that surround those of us with the creative gene that perfectly describes the near-frenzied state creative people are often momentarily afflicted with, when the muse (who is otherwise usually calm and stentorially pontific) suddenly experiences a sort of cerebral St. Vitus' Dance of the allegorical fingers. Refreshingly free of the sort of semi-prosaic, representational bilabial non-silibant fricative analogues that so often hound our expiative literary efforts! I enjoyed this more than a little!
Good on ya, Mark! -K2
A humorous look at the world and life through my eyes.
Follow the author and his wife, as they travel the world …. several times over.
Laugh at their funny stories, self-inflicted crazy events, strange observations, wacky zoo facts and snippets
A humorous look at the world and life through my eyes.
Follow the author and his wife, as they travel the world …. several times over.
Laugh at their funny stories, self-inflicted crazy events, strange observations, wacky zoo facts and snippets
We read you, loud and clear.
Ron
Good on ya, Mark! -K2
Sandie :)