I just finished reading through the entire April 2019 Poetry thread ... again.
I still find myself in tears and doubled over in laughter - even more so than before.
Perhaps it's my state of mind, perhaps in the seventh or fifteenth read, these poems strike a chord deeper than I remembered. I even cried at one of my own poems - outrageous!
I am deeply appreciative of the camaraderie and am fortunate to find myself among such talent. How can we not be renowned writers?
Who is the bartender here?
A round for the house.
Tracy,
Thank you. I didn't know I could actually write or read writing as right as I learned to this year.
I thoroughly and completely appreciate all of you. I look forward to next year.
Painters are told to paint and artists told to 'art' every single day. Imagine how awesome we would all be if we kept this up, every day, for a year! We'd be exhausted, but we'd be damn good.
Cheers!
~Deb
