Inspiration lies in the changes all around us as evidenced by the scores of poems dedicated to the months of the year. When the seasons change, so too do our mood and perspective. Look for it here:
The First September Breeze by Liz Rosenberg
from Firefly July provided the structure for:
October by S.M.(M).L.
The last October wind blew
through the bony
skeletons of trees
and darkness descended as
if night was
There's a poet in my soul; she's always been there, but is often neglected. I'm letting her out here. I hope you will too. Here's some unsolicited advice: When your poet speaks to you, just let it out, there's something there, I promise you. Here you'll find ideas about how to hone your craft as I practice mine and lead you to some of my favorite published poems and poets.
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