Alethia

The release into ones own freedom...a lovely place to reside.

Some nice connections in your sonnet..

Hi Brighid,

Not sure where you introduce yourself so just landed in with the thoughts of the moment..

Thankyou for sharing

In the lie..

their lays many treasures-

creative endeavours

and your poem expresses this well.

As someone who has read to small children in a past job, I was envisioning the little faces, immersed and fascinated by your wonderful story

I enjoyed reading your story, a very sad ending..that made me smile..

Landing in the unknown

another chapter of your life

unsure, mixed in feeling

yet ready to explore with delight

As pages have turned,

I have observed and learned

potential awakened

yet nothing set firm

I long for that chapter

where you enter and know,

what you are doing in this book

about to flow

You remember how easy

each creation you found,

a potential in waiting

for something not bound

Not bound by a drifter

who drifts in and out,

but settled and richer,

in much more

than just a bout

You long to immerse

into something worthwhile,

something so deep

flowing and wild

As I turn to myself

in this space looking back,

I have seen my potential

step by step in fact

To stay a while

in a much richer way,

I long for the writer

in me to say

I can pick up past potential,

I can use it all at a whim,

I can create from heart

I can create anything

Many suffer writers blocks,

but in this moment

I feel,

awakened and sad,

for some reason

unknown to this deal

This contract called life

where you lose your immersion of the deep,

I long as a writer to find it and keep

Keep it all in me, not a whim or faze,

A knowing deep down

that I can deepen and stay

Stay immersed and complete

something more than a clue,

a mirror or reflection

It's so long overdue...