ItsJustMe
I've always liked to write poetry but rarely have the time to do it justice. / / Sometimes I write something specific for someone I know, but often an idea or a few lines just pop into my head while I'm doing something else, and occasionally they make it to the page before I'm distracted and they are lost forever. / / I seem to have more unfinished work than completed ; left in all kinds of places, some on handwritten scraps of paper I've used for bookmarks, many I know will be forgotten and discarded, never to be finished. / / I thought having somewhere to share would allow me to give it some purpose and maybe gain some helpful feedback from other, more accomplished poets. In recent years I've come to realise it's just as important to feed the soul as it is the body. So here I am, asking to take a seat at the table and looking forward to the feast ... or maybe spreading my blanket and enjoying the picnic. Who knows ...
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