Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow
I had a dream once but no idea how to get there, so I hid it in notebooks under my bed where the dust bunnies read them tonight and laughed at me in the dark. Oh how I wished for a flash light.
It was in high school that she came and took the books, wiped away the build up and set them on fire within my rib cage. Her name was Darlene. My first. And you never forget your first.
The first to tell me I could write.
Darlene, Mrs Calahan, was my freshman and senior English teacher and I credit her for much of the inspiration behind writing. It was years later a blogger names Kat told me to try poetry and the rest is history.
Each touch carries with it energy that may set off a muse hidden within, so when you touch, touch with purpose.
Welcome to OpenLinkNight everyone! My name is Brian Miller and I will be your MC for the night. Tonight, it is all about you and what you bring in your verse, but also about those you touch as we read your work and as you leave encouragement on the poems of others.
Let’s do this thing!
- Post a poem to your blog,
- Link your poem to dVerse (1 poem per poet, please) by clicking on the Mr.Linky button below.
- This opens a new screen where you’ll enter your information, and where you also choose links to read. Once you have pasted your poem’s blog url and entered your name, click Submit.
- Don’t forget to let your readers know where you’re linking up and encourage them to participate by including a link to dVerse in your blog post.
- Visit other poets, and give them some love.
- Spread the word on the poems you enjoy if you’d like. Feel free to tweet and share on the social media of your choice.
- Keep at being part of this community.