How I wrote my 100

Nana
Congrats on #100.....very differnt. I thin all of us as writers have poetry chasing us every where....especially when trying to sleeep.....words and ideas just run through your mind.
Nice job!
Love Cindy

Ha ha, this was so cute! It made me radiate. :-) You are such a gentle, beautiful, funny, smart, AMAZING girl. :-) I'm glad I met you! 5/5

Really good, I liked the expressions and words ..
5/5

Ha ha ha, that last part was so funny!

Congrats on reaching # 100, Nana:)

*hugs*

5/5 Ingrid

Hehe- such a clever title, made me smile so bright :)

"Expressions traverse through each
fleeing thought penetrating from me,
to the wildness of each silent night..."

Ohh...it is like I held my breath here.....the idea of expressions travelling from thoughts to create a wild sense of presence and adventure....amazing imagery here, simple yet speaks deeply about how an idea is moved across time.

"Though different from me they always
run free,"

I like the thought made....like you are still trying to find the freedom of your mind but those expressions always had a clear start.

"but only to seek my mind still-"

Yep! Still searching like we all are....what pondering..

"through every gash and another,
amid brutal blizzards,
from the twigs of coldness
to the immature plants of spring..
Losing the golden meadows of Autumn; only
to stimulate through a new hot season."

Wonderful wording, use of alliteration and mentioning the aspects of coldness that follow our footsteps...those last lines really made me inhale a sweet breath, as if you lose touch of one golden memory to make it through and understand something even more untouched.

"Loyally, willingly poems search for me,
the whole day!"

Such a strong, bright ending :)
Very proud of you and seeing a poem as loyal in its find for your soul, and matching up to your thoughts is quite encouraging ....

~MaryAnne