Journal Entry: Wed Dec 19, 2012, 10:38 PM
The poetry of the earth is never dead,
So says the anonymous writer of slogans
But he/she has obviously never sat
In front of a blank sheet of paper.
Waiting, oh so patiently for the ideas
That will fill the page, to come down from the sky
land on his head, and suddenly turn him from slogan writer
Into a poetry writer, which is never to be confused as the same genre.
Ach well, once again, the non artist, hasn't a clue what is it the artist' mind.
Neer has had, Never will have, but will continue to criticize as IF he knew.
what he does not know, nor will he ever know, because no real artist out there
would divulge to a person so crass what exactly it is that he has been missing.
He is missing creativity.
Thursday,December 20, 2012
5 days before Christmas
Listening to: Don't let the sun go down
Reading: Stephen King's New Book.
Playing: Hallelujah -THe Canadian Tenors
Drinking: green tea