Navigating the Detritus
Projecting confidence yet harboring doubt, determined like the spider below the water spout.
Dripping with potential while just treading the water, clay yet to be molded on the wheel of the potter.
Exuding raw talent yet making no ground, a diamond in the rough yet to be found.
Bleeding pure thoughts right into thin air, a net with a hole captures nothing to spare.
Projecting sheer greatness from a fragile precepice, wings that won’t spread leave no chance at exodus.
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July 22, 2011 at 5:19 pm
Very well done, Jamie. I am no expert but I know what I like–this I like. You’re very expressive in spite of your “quagmire”
July 22, 2011 at 6:39 pm
thanks for the feedback. i have read a few of your posts and i must say that you definately have the credentials of an “expert”, if one is to be judged by their contributions to their craft that is.
July 22, 2011 at 4:20 pm
I love the title first of all! This is really good I love the last line and I love this whole concept of wasting potential, being stalled in spirit I seem to be in this place right now
July 22, 2011 at 4:24 pm
I know it all too well. I seem to have been wading through this quagmire for eons now. Thanks for the visit and the encouragement. i liked your site as well, i will revisit for sure.