Cabin

Apr 26, 2013

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I came to write again
at Birch Island, Sand Lake,
lounging in a canvas chair
on the deck of my newly built cabin —
my refuge from insanity.

I came by boat,
coolers stocked with bottled water,
cans of chili, bread and peanut butter,
Greek yogurt, propane for the stove
and books of poetry.

I’m equipped
with new pen in hand and a blank journal.
I look out over the lake, through the forest
to be inspired by spirits from the past
and woodland nymphs.

I may not write
a meaningful phrase or thought.
I may just sit and watch the trees,
birds, animals, reptiles
and insects.

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dcardiff

April 27, 2013

I think of myself as perfectly imperfect. It all depends on what you look for.

Thanks for your interest.

Cheers,
Dennis

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busymindthinking

April 26, 2013

I must ask; not to be too personal, but is this your view currently? Beautiful! Whether it’s the blessings of imagination or what you’re witnessing with your eyes.

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1. dcardiff
  
  April 27, 2013
  
  Hi, I’m not quite sure what you mean by, “Is this your view currently?” I’m meaning to upload some photos of my cabin. What I wrote was based on my last trip there. It is truly my refuge from insanity. The photo above was taken in the area (I can’t remember what those leaves are called, It’ll come to me when I least expect it.)
  
  I try to write from my heart. Most of what I write is based on actual events. Sometimes, I have to change names for privacy and security reasons, and so I don’t get sued. I also love writing fantasy, then again my characters are loosely based on real life.
  
  I’ve been called a seeker, not quite sure what that means, also I have dedicated my life to helping others, whenever I can.
  
  Cheers,
  Dennis
  
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  1. busymindthinking
    
    April 27, 2013
    
    Perfect answer.
    
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