I’m not sure why I asked myself this question when considering an opening post for a blog. The answer could run into pages and burst the constraints of blogging altogether. It’s matter voluminous enough for a book but I’ll squeeze as much out of it as possible; so here goes:
I love expression, creation, artistry and emotion. I love words and the clever use of language too. Stir well and you get a slippery ‘poetry’ soup that can be served hot, cold, bland or spiced. It can burn a tongue or satisfy a taste-bud. It is all-powerful in its ability to emote creatively.
It’s an art-form that snapped the elastic rubber-bands around my mind; dissolved the rigid bones into a free-flowing air; formed an escalator of deliverance that took me to space for a view of the world; a view I could zoom in and out of whenever I pleased. It was an empowerment; still is and always will be.
I love expression, creation, artistry and emotion. I love words and the clever use of language too. Stir well and you get a slippery ‘poetry’ soup that can be served hot, cold, bland or spiced. It can burn a tongue or satisfy a taste-bud. It is all-powerful in its ability to emote creatively.
It’s an art-form that snapped the elastic rubber-bands around my mind; dissolved the rigid bones into a free-flowing air; formed an escalator of deliverance that took me to space for a view of the world; a view I could zoom in and out of whenever I pleased. It was an empowerment; still is and always will be.
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