This is for Tory Inglis, one of the stongest and bravest people I have ever known. I love you gal!
Some lines are excerpted from the song "I Believe in Love" -Dixie Chicks. PLEASE don't anybody sue me.
For Tory
Upon his name I spat
My tongue escaped the cat
Countered with my tit his tat
After on your rep he shat
His words were crass
I'd kick his ass
But I believe in Love
He said that you should go
because he didn't know:
you are filled with light, it shows
glows from heart, to head, to toes
You are golden
we, beholden
For you believe in Love
You faced a scornful squad
Winged angels will give nods
When you see the face of God
Sweet, so trusting, you were trod
But you had right
and Tim false might
for He! believes in Love
Love is real
Love is strong
Love will live on and on
Beyond the reach of hate
which will, in time, abate
Leading us will be your fate
like The Son you were the bait
To me you flew
I never knew
the power of such Love
It rings so true
My heart needs you
You, my friend, I Love
My Year of Writing Dangerously
On the spur of one of my (increasingly rare) moments of inspiration, I decided that in order to maintain my artistic integrity, and because I can't keep calling myself a writer for much longer without actually WRITING something, I am going to write a poem a day for the next year. The first poem will be posted on August 10, 2010 and the last poem will be posted on August 10, 2011. (Unless, of course, I decide to keep going.) Not all of the poems will be good, and DEFINITELY not all of them will be interesting, but I will gaze around my kitchen, my living room, and Coming Home Cafe until something inspires me, then write a poem about it, as well as my random thoughts on the mundane things that no one notices, but which it is my goal to immortalize over the course of this year.
On the spur of one of my (increasingly rare) moments of inspiration, I decided that in order to maintain my artistic integrity, and because I can't keep calling myself a writer for much longer without actually WRITING something, I am going to write a poem a day for the next year. The first poem will be posted on August 10, 2010 and the last poem will be posted on August 10, 2011. (Unless, of course, I decide to keep going.) Not all of the poems will be good, and DEFINITELY not all of them will be interesting, but I will gaze around my kitchen, my living room, and Coming Home Cafe until something inspires me, then write a poem about it, as well as my random thoughts on the mundane things that no one notices, but which it is my goal to immortalize over the course of this year.
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