A description of what started this particular blog can be found in its first entry --Feb. 9, 2009. It's about healing.
You are a fantastic poet and worth far more to your readers than ten bucks.
Dear Delores, thank you. With inflation I'm pretty sure I'm worth $10.25, but freedom has to be free.
Your poetry always touches my heart. My heart, even with its imperfections, is worth a million bucks. So therefore, Geo, you are a millionaire.
Even though I've sometimes wished poetry was a more fungible currency, I can't complain. Closeness to your dear heart suffices.
This made me cry, friend Geo … I illustrate books, sing songs and express myself through poems … only too eager to kill all of it by the end of each year … in order to start fresh … PS: I still have my day job … You? Much love, cat.
Me? I've been retired 10 years and poetry has been my friend and solace just as it was when I started working in the late 1960s. Love much appreciated and reciprocated.
Not a bad bargain, indeed. When I write poetry I feel far younger than my years, too. Keep on writing, Geo.! It's excellent for the health!
Health is definitely improved by writing. You keep doing it too, deal?
You have a great gift at finding the silver (err, green) lining.Very nice, Geo.Virtual hugs.
Beautiful Robyn, hugs reciprocated!
ah such a precious gift my friend!may on of the most valuable for an artist !when an kind anchor (who was established writer and poet himself) used to read my poetry on radio with appreciating words they were most worthy thing to me than and till now those words echo to encourage me
You are most fortunate to have encouragement like that.
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