My desk
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My Desk
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My desk is awry with clutter. It's where I wish I could create
Of my desk I'll tell you no more.
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There's a place where my dad would write. It's sitting in our hallway now.
Ready to greet a friendly face.
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A chicken house was his office. Chicks there no more, their smell remained.
Letters there he'd write, Sis and me.
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My desk can't be used, still I write. The nearest table I can find.
Words and thoughts are blind. They don't care.
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Photos and Poem Copyright © 2014 Jimmiehov. All Rights Reserved
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Today I'm linked with Kerry's Challenge at the Real Toads, "Find Your Creative Space."
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12 Comments:
Your last line says it all. When the words are ready there's no stopping them from coming. I love your father's desk, and note that you too like to write near a window.
I love this Jim ....
I love those closing lines, Jim!
yeah, i really get this. that desk is beautiful. i have an old desk in a similar style (though far more worn) that had been my grandmother's. i treasure it, but i don't write at it. :)
like this peek into your writing world.
Words and thoughts are indeed blind! My Macbook is on a small folding table in our living room, our gathering room! Thanks for sharing this tale!
I really like your finishing line, Jim - it's absolutely on the mark. ~
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Your last line is perfect! Words don't care, they might be as happy as we are when they make it to the paper!
I adore that old desk - does you computer not fit on it? If so I would use it! Yup, I have a round table in the kitchen - my drawing often ends up there. You have a window too - I wonder how many of us do! :)
Great assay of the spaces you work in and their lineage. My father is 86 and when he goes I will inherit his monk's table, a writing desk that comes from some abbey scriptorium. Heaven knows where we'll fit it in this crammed house.
How lovely to see the pictures of your creative self ~ Words really don't care where, as long as they are comfy and ready for the birthing ~
The floral decoration is very nice, Dr Jim :)
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