a few weeks ago john and i had the opportunity of participating in Maya Stein's last poetry workshop on her Tour de Word.  it was a powerful night and lit something in both of us to get back to our writing, to nurture these voices within.  i was moved by everyone's efforts that night and was grateful to have such an intimate night with friends.  listening to john read the poems he created from maya's prompts reminded me of one of the first things that attracted me to him: he has a way with the written word that pulls me in each time.

i wrote several pieces that night and after the proddings of one friend have decided to share one here, be kind:

virtual accolades

speaking of another

i see a glint of knowing...and mischief in her eyes

compliment received with

i can't believe you could capture if for me to see,  it's undeniable

women of passion encircle one another

buoys from dangerous pools of thought

after a river of buttons clattering i click

send

post

publish

while messages transmit in seconds

our lives are seperate and removed

by mountains

valleys

great bodies of water

our hearts remain entwined

shared laughter reduced to LOL

this web may have its holes and faults

but something great has been woven here