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| I love this picture. My site is slowly changing as I grow. Ive decided Im on the scary (yet needed) path to self-discovery. My poetry is changing and growing as I discover new things about myself. Im sure if you dig deep enough you will find some old layout. Dark background with some famous art work; possibly a Van Gogh or a Degas. My poetry still has those backgrounds, though Im sure they will change in time as well. Im rather fond of this grey background and either black and white photos or ones with vibrant colors. I was recently asked why I watch every sunrise and sunset. My answer was "its mother nature's way of letting us know there is still beauty in this war filled world. They remind me to smile." Perhaps that is what Im trying to depict here. Who knows. I havent taken any Psych classes yet. *grin* My muse has lingered longer than ever before. Im constantly writing these days. Im rather enjoying it. I can thank someone for my motivation to write, but Im trying to keep away from passing the motivation to others. Instead Im trying to find that motivation in myself. Im pretty sure its in there, somewhere. *ponders* Anywho, on to the words. |
| The gnarled tree Thick with age Twisted with time It sits in a perfectly green pasture Alone in a vast solitude It creates little shade Yet is beautiful none the less |
| - MJR |