You are afraid of what others might say
how it looks to be seen with me.
I'm ready to take my tender heart home.

Better to be sad about what is real
than what is imagined.

So that's why I ask:
why so worried?
what story have you spun for yourself
about this
about any of this?

365 A Year of Poems

I feared an arduous task
then words sought me
found me
wooed and won
it was not quest
but surrender

A year ago I accepted the challenge to write and share a poem a day for 100 days. Those first 100 days were such a meaningful experience to me that I kept going. Today marks 365…and I’ll be back at it tomorrow with 366. Some of the pieces from this last year have been posted to this blog, and more will follow. I am grateful to the poets in the Shanghai Writing Workshop/Inkwell who have gifted so much wisdom and encouragement, and to you, dear reader, for stopping in here.

Wondering if you can do the beautiful thing you’ve been meaning to do? I believe in you. Begin today.