“Agendas cannot replace adventure.” Julia Cameron
A simply elegant statement of a truth. All too often as artists, poets and musicians we forget this and cling to “rules”. Rules are great and necessary for climbing the ladder, but it’s great fun to hang on with one hand and look around from a new height. From a couple of rungs up – some sentence fragments snatched from here and there:
dusk on the edge of sky a touch of rouge
clouds what they tell us what we know
moonlight in the waves froth lost edges
tonight the summer wind whispers through purple grass
Is this good poetry? Maybe not but it sure is fun to write!