Well of Words

Word. Another. Joined between a feeling, a memory, a sense. Let it flow from within to sentences. Simple, sensible and truly something original. Written emotions on paper: a poem.

A Poem

Flashing by moment
a sense, feeling
that never comes
another
not to anyone
not to me
ever again

I grab to that glimpse
squeezing the sense
through feelings
eyes closed
forgotten in me
I hold back

and I let go
to paper

The Poet In Me

Nice to see you here!

This is where my feelings and thoughts many times end up. More than twenty years ago I scribbled my first poems as 14 year old boy that was dreaming about being published author and poet.

Well, as usual, the poems never were sent to publisher and learning process was considered too hard - might have been different if there would have been internet then.

So I wrote occasionally less and less until last year when I decided to start writing for real since I had extra time. Started a blog and build some confidence. Finding All Poetry poetry society really made difference; more fellow poets and for the first time critique. And chance to read lots of good poetry

Now I am serious on writing and aim to improve to the lengths to make it for real. I am going to be published since I have a poet inside me and I intend to unleash it

perjantai 12. helmikuuta 2016

Sell Or Trade: A Head

Including brain, strained in use, but sharp when working properly, numerous different kind of data storage devices running back till 1978. You name it, we've got it. Regarding memory lamentably somewhat true-Bond of a version so forget the stirred - these are shaken. There has happened a few accidental flips, flops and flaps. Life. Overran and in too heavy use; there were multiple overlapping processes continually in too  little a capacity (few hundreds of times). Melted, stuck, dislocated....what do I know of technology - just had to give it a go...didn't...go. I only wanted to think, my own Zahir, thought of thinking. I give up. I hope a happy new home, if some nerd can still make this useful somehow. Plates are fine. The hair has started to grow on wrong places. In trade I'll take ordinary thoughtless head, simple will do, might even be for the better. Price is negotiable, a lot to bargain that is.





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