Nothing satisfies me more than stains on my jeans.
When I’m doing pleasurable work out in the yard,
I pull weeds,
sow seeds,
prune trees and sculpt the earth –
You can see how hard I work by the grass stains on my knees.
.
When I’ve tired from so much sun,
my work; however, is not done.
There are still seeds to be sown in the words that I’ve grown.
pulling out, editing, what doen’t belong,
pruning them until I have sculpted
the perfect poem.
This you can see from the ink stains
where the page ends
and the poem is born.
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-dldselfnarration nov. 24th, 2010
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T10: Words, Inc., Wednesday: grass and ink
dld self narration 