My Internet is down at home, so I have entered the world of Internet cafes. I won't be able to comment on anyone's pieces until Monday when the Internet guru works his magic on our connection at home. So please don't think I'm ignoring you. I feel lost without Internet, without this poetry game at my fingertips.
Annell Livingston is an inspired artist and poet. She posts the poems she pens at Somethings I Think About. The first four words are from a collection of pieces on Annell’s blog. They are risk, surrender, utter, and yellow. I don’t know why I threw a color in there, but it certainly is a focal point for my piece, yellow. From a beautiful tribute piece to her Aunt I found Symphony on the Bonny Poet’s blog poemflow, I pulled control, gathered, rearranged, and waned. From Pamela Sayer’s piece, Highways Intersect with Visions the wordle contains lull, absolute, window, and beneath. You can find more of Pamela's vibrant work at her blog poetry with me.
I threw in “angels” to make it a Baker’s Dozen.
I wrote my piece, yellow in the car on the way home from my parent’s house today. It’s a three hour drive, and Len is my driver. :-) Yellow flowers covering mountainsides inspired it. Montana is a beautiful state.
Can’t wait to see angels move through your pieces. That means the Internet is resuscitated at my house. I am glad that you all found your way here.