Friday, January 19, 2007

Writing Diagnostics







I sit down and write words of random prose, and when I get to the end and look back, I see a skewed and unexpected image of what others might see.







But when I write poetry,
And get to the end, and look back
All I see, is a mirror image,







Of the emotion within my soul
That compelled me to write it in the first place.

2 comments:

Pauline said...

How clever. And how cool. And how exactly right!

Roberta S said...

We must have similar souls, pauline 'cause you so quickly comprehended those thoughts. Thanks for commenting.