Losing someone important
Is not a lot of fun
Rather it is serious business
A good editor can make or break you
Sometimes they go overboard
And almost rewrite your work
One must put a stop to this
As it takes your heart out of
The poem or musing
But when you lose the best
There is only one way to go
Write from the soul and
Work on punctuation
I open up and words come to me
I let them flow out
Like an artist with oil
The colors speak for themselves
The artist will have his critics
I become my own editor
The best way for me to go
Solo
Maybe not as dependable, but
I do it my way and
Hope for the best
Autodidacts are not perfect
They are innovative
Not that it matters much
I’m not going anywhere with this
It is done for fun and release
I don’t feel good about rejection
Repudiation does not sit well with me
Truth is what it is
The world goes around
The sun will rise
In the end no one really cares
It is all about words and
How you put them together
The college try is great
I won’t give it up
Even though I lost my biggest fan
Stanski
December 17, 2019 ^