still secretly working on it
suggested we take turns reading
suddenly something unexpected happened to me
the sight nearly wiped me out
The divine,
unnameable spark
This poem reflects how I feel deciding to start this blog.
Sunday, September 15, 2013
Found Poetry
I'm taking an Art Journaling class on Tuesday nights. Last Tuesday one of the activities was Found Poetry. You take a page of text from a book, magazine or even the newspaper and pull out words or phrases that jump out at you or that strike a chord for whatever reason. You don't over think it and just choose the words. I wanted to share my found poetry. The book used was Sue Monk Kidds' First Light.
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