Blogging? Yes, it is nothing more than an excuse to share oneself.
Isn’t that what all bloggers are doing, seeking self expression? And before blogging we had songwriters and poets.
Here is a poem I composed last night while waiting in a plane to return home after being “on the road.” Some of my favorite Dylan songs are streams of images that read like abstract art, with glimpses of meaning that vary for the viewer/listener/recipient. Some people hate this kind of ambiguity, but doesn't life itself seem an ambiguous stream of experiences which we struggle to interpret and comprehend? Life is life, and not always fits our neat little schemes and forms. The best we can do is give thanks for the spectacular moments, and the glimpses of wonder that break through into the mundane spaces where much of life is lived.
How grateful I am for I have had many wonderful moments. Even here on this plane, delayed by weather and decisions beyond my control, I can give thanks, enjoying the moment of creation and appreciating the gift of life.
Departure On Hold
The florid field failing to hold
while ravens risk their fortunes
‘cross the pathos spattered landscape.
First class flavors of coconut balm
and chardonnay whirl wispy streams
of conscious rambling while parading
images sing songs of spinning wonder.
If only we knew what time could contain.
But understand this: shadows remain fluid
and all we hope for are the best days of our lives.
If you like poetry, I welcome you to check out some of my other material which has been published on a section of my personal website at http://www.enewman.biz/p-intro.html
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