At dVerse Lillian is hosting Open Link Night, the night we are invited to post a poem of our own choice.
“My ideas usually come not at my desk writing but in the midst of living.” Anais Nin
Where Ideas Land It flapped in like a hyper bee and landed on the dry edge, just over there, catching my attention, I saw it then lost sight of it thinking it gone, or so I thought, I searched and searched, and there it was hidden in the lee of bracken fern and ivy strands, a nest for bigger things. This was my decisive turn, the seminal, pivotal moment, that fringe of the mind where ideas land. ©Paul Vincent Cannon