Well Merry Christmas everyone. I am tentatively beginning my first blog. A few reasons have inspired me to do so. ONE: I hate face book. Least creative thing I have ever seen. Blah, Blah, Blah...I just ate a cookie, please be my friend though I have no idea who you are, Oh goody my ex from 8 thousand years ago just found me....etc, etc, etc. I would rather eat paste. TWO: I do however wish to connect in some way with my family and friends on a periodic basis and I believe a blog might create that bridge. Kinda like a public diary. I will not allow myself to wax too poetically but poetry will be an aspect of many a post. I least I hope so.
I miss writing. Well, to be more precise, I miss writing poetry. For the last 6 or 7 years I have been writing more then I ever did in college. However, its mostly lectures and a great deal of plagiarism occurs with these, due to listing to other orators of our Gnostic studies and using their insights within my own lectures.
Not nearly as creative or arduous as poetry.
So if I have not jilted any of my beloved relations and friends with the judgmental facebook comment, here is a picture of my beautiful, gorilla faced dog, Higgins.
And an old poem will have to suffice until I get more creative. Here goes:
Digging
I begin the journey
as I do what needs
and become done.
Evolve toward
uncertain destination
pursuing my unwavering faith
for a welcome home.
Collection of poems
fond memories accompany me
upon this pilgrimage as
darkness on the road
seemingly prevents
my arrival
though eventually
the sun rises
offering up its cupful of morning
and I find myself
anchoring the illusive sky
in dark soil,
digging for roots.
