Within a few minutes, I heard an owl hooting. Just in case I was daydreaming, the Owl spoke once again. Ah, no, it is real. There truly is an owl nearby this morning. The haunting sounds of the owl, a lyrical moment; it seemed to be coming from somewhere near the creek just beyond our view.
Continue reading →In your journal, I want you to record every aspect of how you learned to do something. As you see in my poem, it can be a very simple task. Perhaps you learned something recently – or – maybe it was a lesson learned a long time ago. Spend some time today thinking about it.
Continue reading →I realized what I searched for in September. Every new day in this quest twisted and turned in on me as I searched for the form that would be perfect for my September poem. I began to feel like a whirling dervish as I kept mentally marking the days and nights. I
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