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Sep 2013
Living a stellar life is easy,
grab some boredom and hang on,
gripping the life out of it.

Being an active parent of three kids,
all growed up, and mostly on their own,
well not quite, some day... a change.

What is there left to discover,
reacquaint myself with my lover,
pour my soul into my muse.

So turn myself inside out,
upside down, and cut my
teeth
doing verse
don't rehearse,
one day I'll edit,

but that shadow of doubt,
but that shadow of fear,
creeps in to the corner of
the room, is it the edit or
the boogeyman, but
I'll continue to cut my teeth
as to chew through this
I need a whole set.


©DWE092013
Secret #1: My muse, my inspiration, my idea machine, my frame of reference; the Bible.
Secret #2: I have not yet learned to love and embrace the editing aspect of my writing, oh sure
                   a comma here a typo there, but to edit 50,000 words while adding another 70,000! oh oh
Secret #3: "cutting my teeth" per the Urban Dictionary means: "To acquire wisdom; to learn the ways of the world(of poetry). (I added the words in brackets)
Ottar
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Ottar  where you will find me
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   Claire R
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