I'm cleaning my studio, lately left fallow,
Preparing the harrowing plow.
Depositing seeds, identities unknown,
Looking at the pieces once more.
A new year approaches, this one retreating,
As goals and achievements are sown,
Forward and onward, moving with purpose,
Till the end of the row.
I joined Writers Bloc, a group of writers from Monmouth County, NJ, whose styles are as diverse as their backgrounds and interests. Here are some of my writings from our meetings.