Apr 2016
how less can be more
like the tiniest of lime-green shoots
about to unfurl their fancy to perpetual skies
more in the less, minimal beats , no stress
music I move to when I need a rise
a sudden arrival of pocket-sized birds, spinning my heart into a soar
this is how I know, how I know so well, that less is actually more
like the tiniest of lime-green shoots
about to unfurl their fancy to perpetual skies
more in the less, minimal beats , no stress
music I move to when I need a rise
a sudden arrival of pocket-sized birds, spinning my heart into a soar
this is how I know, how I know so well, that less is actually more
This is a san-san poem (seven lines, an idea that is given in threes) given as a writing prompt by the National Poetry Writing Month site..I decided to take it on. I also believe this to be true..I love the minimal, whether "minmal wave"music, finding the beauty in ordinary things, photographing the moist inside of a flower after the rain
