"scud along to wind song." ---lovely. You're very inspiring with words. One of these days, I'm going to open my mind/heart to words and try to write a poem. My dad is a poet, but I haven't written a poem since the 8th grade. My son is also a poet. I should let him lead me.
My Mom loved poetry, and read it to me from the cradle. All kinds of poetry. But what she loved most were the rhyming ballads. The old story poems. I don't know it you could call it a ballad poem, but I have short story poem. Long for me, but short compared to the real thing. What you write about the birds and the nature you find them in has often been poetic. Distill it to the basic emotion you are feeling, it doesn't have to rhyme. With poets in the family you already know that, I sure. I have two sons. 39 and 37. They both live in Portland, Or. Is your son still at home? I'd love to see the poem you write. I'f you'd like to share one, any time the mood strikes my email is: linda.mcgeary@yahoo.com
I live with my husband, Duncan, and our calico cat, Panga, also called the "Duchess of Leaf House", (she has two sr. servants. )
I have been writing one thing or another since I was a kid. Poetry, short stories, long stories, novels, devotional material. I've had some poetry published in small magazines. Never been brave enough to send novels off. I never feel like they're ever finished.
Duncan and I both have bookstores. His is Pegasus Books, and has new and used, mine is The Bookmark, and is all used books.
As you can see we love books. What better way to make a living. People and books. And I get to take my cat to work with me. Duncan's blog is The Best Minimum Wage Job a Middle Aged Guy Ever Had
"scud along to wind song." ---lovely.
ReplyDeleteYou're very inspiring with words. One of these days, I'm going to open my mind/heart to words and try to write a poem. My dad is a poet, but I haven't written a poem since the 8th grade. My son is also a poet. I should let him lead me.
My Mom loved poetry, and read it to me from the cradle. All kinds of poetry. But what she loved most were the rhyming ballads. The old story poems. I don't know it you could call it a ballad poem, but I have short story poem. Long for me, but short compared to the real thing.
ReplyDeleteWhat you write about the birds and the nature you find them in has often been poetic. Distill it to the basic emotion you are feeling, it doesn't have to rhyme. With poets in the family you already know that, I sure.
I have two sons. 39 and 37. They both live in Portland, Or.
Is your son still at home?
I'd love to see the poem you write. I'f you'd like to share one, any time the mood strikes my email is: linda.mcgeary@yahoo.com
A compact piece, reminiscent indeed of the calm of summer nights. ;) Cheers.
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