I escape into my head,
And into my hands.
The pictures in my head produce:
Poetry, paintings, song lyrics and...
Other projects.
(Some psychologically educated professionals have been known to describe them as 'special interests')
I can walk around these ideas in my head.
A tweak here, a major change there.
And all in 3D,
My own personal movies.
And then I may experience the sheer pleasure,
Of transforming ideas into reality,
With my hands.
...Besides bringing joy to others,
What greater happiness can there be?
Here's the challenge - compose a poem each day for one year, that reflects my agrarian life. On our hobby farm on the edge of the Monaro my husband Matthew and I raise children (I have eight, though only five remain at home), sheep, goats, chooks, piglets, a milking cow and her calf, fruit and vegies. To support this enterprise I teach in the remotest school in Victoria - if anywhere in Victoria is truly remote.
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Saturday, 11 July 2015
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