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Like the Feathers of an Arrow (affectionately known as LFA).

...don't open...don't throw away... is not disappearing completely (not yet),
but postings here will be limited.

Sunday, February 17, 2013

2 Time Capsule: The Submission

Title:  The Submission -- the turmoil of critique
Date:  between 05/24/00 and 08/27/00
Setting:  Life after college--during first college job
Form:  Free verse


They were just pieces of paper with words
Yet letting them go was quite trying
and
      exhilarating.
The fear of allowing another to view the words
In a critical mindset was horrifying
and
      intoxicating.

Though just pieces of paper
Though just simple words
They materialized from the heart and soul
Each word
On each paper
Melded into verses of great meaning.

To some they may just be pieces of paper with words
But for one they invoke hardship
and
      love.
To many it may be a foolish fear, allowing another to view the words
But for one the fear is debilitating
and
      welcomed.

Though just pieces of paper
Though just simple words
They embody the mind, heart and soul
Each word
On each paper
Completes one making everything worthwhile.


Artifact I: Original typed version of poem.