This is the beginning. Of this blog, and of sharing my work with others.
I can see the path ahead, but I have no idea where it leads. I have no directions, no signs, and may, from time to time, follow the road less traveled by.
As my first step on that journey, I offer this short free-verse poem about writing.
Leaky Pen
All my thoughts,
All my emotions,
Spill out through this pen.
Flowing across each line,
Flowing down each page,
Cerebral viscera oozing across the paper,
Reforming in pieces,
Reforming in toto,
Until I see with clarity,
For better, or
For worse,
This is what I am.
K. R. Smith
© 2012 K. R. Smith
