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I believe in being prepared for any given situation. It isn't because I'm a pessimistic person; I think it is just good common sense. Hence, I've entitled my blog "Even Nothing is Something."



This covers my butt in any event. On any given day I can feel great exaltation that I have done something grand. I can scribble fiercely when my thoughts are leaping across the meadows of my mind like a happy little colt in the month of May, or my mind and writing can be as dry and arid, as cold and without life, as the Gobi desert - because even Nothing is Something.



I want to thank all of my fellow artists who work through other means and forms and who sell their work on the wonderful artist's site "Etsy," a place to buy and sell all things handmade, along with vintage items and supplies for their craft. They are a great group of people.



Those who have links to their site on my blog represent only a few of those whom I wish to include. Just click on one of those links and join the Etsy community. It is free. They are a great group of artists who have relieved me of my money in the most delightful of ways. If it weren't for their encouragement, I would have never shared my work through this blog.



Thank you my darling friends!



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Wednesday, November 4, 2009

Some Days Thoughts Are Sad

Bittersweet Sorrow

I walked to the
edge of a cliff
and remembered
I couldn’t fly. I
prayed for wings
to carry me across
the dark abyss;
I sang a hymn,
a dirge, hoping
you would hear.
My mournful cry
went unheard; you
were nearby, yet
so far away and
my keening was
as silence in the
darkest loneliest
of nights. Your mystery
remained unequalled
while the moon cried
tears to bathe my
wounded heart of
a sorrow you never
knew, in a place you
could never go.
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