Paper Boats

@Mayday Thank you ❤️ it makes me happy knowing it connected with you. For me, once I let it go, I don’t think of it much. Almost like it has a life of its own and I shouldn’t look at it again and see all the mistakes 😆. It will reach who it needs to reach, it’s passed through me and that’s all that matters.

For me, this is every story and every poem I’ve written. The moment I click ‘submit’ is when I release the paper boat into the current. Then so often, snatch it back to change a word or thought. Maybe only a paragraph break. Sometimes snatching it back over and over, even several times in a day, and for days more, and again before the following dawn. Until I finally let it go and stay my doubt. Then I wait…

Did I write well? Will my unseen reader feel my words?

You wrote this poem beautifully.

@Paul4Play Yes, yes, and yes. So happy you saw that :) thank you ❤️

@MediocreAuthor Love your interpretation ❤️ I see poems as Open Things, that allow the reader to place themselves between the spaces of words, and in that way, bringing them to life by saying all that I have left unsaid. Thank you ❤️

I really like this one.

I don't know if this matches authorial intent, but to me, it speaks to silent, quality time spent with a lover. Resting with your body leaning against theirs.

It paper is blank... "wordless." Nothing needs to be communicated.

But the proximity... the form, is what gives it value.

Comment #2:

“On creation”….indeed, the metaphor is not lost on us….the transformation to worthiness…..it is child’s play, but it takes a bit of skill and intention and patience and creativity…..

Of course, we must also let go, so that it can arrive in another’s hand…..it takes two, to be worthy!