Lucky – Kat Edmonson
I wondered, worried and wandered off,
quizzed, questioning, in quest of,
fondling, to find,
what does it truly takes to tuck up, write down, dig in, pure and honest and heaven melting and soul tinkering and eyes watering and deeply touching and feelingly enriching words…?
I still ask the same.
I still turn back to my past work(s), which immediately reunites me with the crude semblance,.. with a not-anew feel of looking at the old paintings I once drew with so-much-a passion and love during my junior school days.
Imperfectly spell-binding. Happiness musters.