Feb. 28 - writing about Fyn and Ren |
So why exactly is it 53 lines? Is there some kind of weird thing going on? All month long we have been Poked and prodded Challenged Sometimes beyond understanding And I think Ren and Fyn Get a real charge out of Messing with our minds. Fyndorian Ren Simple, yet complex Sweet, yet tyrannical Fair, but strict Planning out a maze for us to follow To lose ourselves in Challenging us to stretch When all I really want to do Is let the winter blahs Envelop me and take me under, But their persistent poking Keeps at me And I move Find myself Googling information And trying to tie Words and images together In ways That sometimes work And sometimes.... Not so much. Some days I have to dig deep And some days... The words meet me where I am Crafting a piece that leaves me Feeling astonished At what appeared Before me. It is like they know... Pushing the envelop Is sometimes required Sometimes you just gotta Show up and see what flies And hope it soars If it doesn't There is always tomorrow Another chance on the horizon Another prompt Another example to light The way In this crazy constructed world That Ren and Fyn Have called into being. Lines = 53 Prompt for: Feb 28 (Ren/Fyn) ▼ |