Today's post will be an announcement rather than a poem. Week #26 just blew past, meaning we're halfway through the new year. I'm sure you've noticed that I've been getting a bit lax in my postings lately. I'll miss a day or two, then come back with some sort of defensive jingle- that doesn't necessarily mean I didn't write that day, but not everything I pen is meant for the public domain.
In addition to the fact that I am about to return to the bleeding first draft of my novel, and will be spending a lot of time editing, lately I've been itching to dig deeper putting more time and soul into my poetry. From week 27 onward I will be focusing more on quality and less on quantity. I will be writing or editing almost every day, but you can expect at least one or two postings per week rather than seven- hopefully they will be of a higher caliber than most of the off-beat nursery rhymes I've been hammering out after I should be in bed.
Thanks to everyone reading!
Written last weekend while backpacking on the West Rim Trail in PA:
Sunbeams bow to dusk
faster in a forest.
Leaf canopies darken and melt
merging like the fern sea below.
Winds give life to green waves.
A sole sparrow's spirited melody
accents the creek's constant chord
beckoning a blackness
only flickering orange flames
hold at bay.