All this and not ordinary
Diary of a writerbee

Through the open window
I can taste
Dawn’s nights

Sin, confess, repeat
little learner
I am lovely

With a glass of bubbly in my hand
I follow Jane’s musings
and wonder

Is bowing to Hangerfarmerpoets
a storyshucker?
It’s all about manners
Poesy plus polemics can be dangerous

Dark matter or inktuition?
The seekers’s dungeon
is an empty space

Once I was mistaken for a real poet
The well tempered bards called my bluff

I’m too full to write

#NapoWrimo Day 17. The prompt was to try to write a “social media”-style poem. Mine consists of some of the blogs I follow. The title is an ode to my friend, poet David Ellis. He is a wonderful encourager.