I appear to be going through a poem-ing phase (yes, I use "poem" as a verb). I don't know how good any of it is, but I do know that I am enjoying it. Mostly because I've never poemed before, so this is both new and exciting. Also educational, as I try to apply my knowledge of poetry from years of literature classes. All in all, interesting.
But, getting serious for a second or two, the reason this creative spring of poetry has bubbled up is because... well, the cliches are true. Love and heartbreak are catalysts for producing art. And I'm currently caught with a foot in each of 'em. Though the heartbreak appears to be shining through stronger than the love.
But, getting serious for a second or two, the reason this creative spring of poetry has bubbled up is because... well, the cliches are true. Love and heartbreak are catalysts for producing art. And I'm currently caught with a foot in each of 'em. Though the heartbreak appears to be shining through stronger than the love.
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