Words

     
        It's that time of year again, the time when we break out the pencils, paper, new books, late nights, lots of homework, and no free time.  That's right folks, it's the start of a new semester.  January is starting out really cold and my brain is tired from all of the holidays and life, not a good combo in starting a new semester.   However, I am super excited for my classes.  One of them is going to be a real ball buster, it's MCOM 320, Communication in Organizational Settings, but I like to call it the class where you learn how to write in the business world.  And for this class, I am  happy to announce that  I will be clogging up,  I mean, happily filling up my blog with posts for points.  If I post on my blog, I get points, it's as simple as that.  So here's to a great semester, full of great and profound words and hopefully an A.

A Poem For Writers

Dancing from 

a creative mind, 

a perfect 

and brilliant line.

Lines cast out, 

into endless time. 

One by one, 

their prey, they find.

Drawing you in, 

the feast, so fine, 

devouring hungrily, the witty 

words so divine.

So soul sparking, burning, 

inspiring 

and 

always climbing.

Written dreams, 

wishing, reaching, finding, 

pages, 

and fortunes hiding.

What we think 

comes alive, 

blooming like flowers, 

from a tangled vine.

A writer's dreams, 

he or she thinks, writes and it is so. 

Pages full of prose, 

pure gold.

Ink and blood, 

mixed with our fears and tears. 

Our joy, too, lives, 

in the pages, we write, through the years.

One day, 

the writer here will be gone 

but, the words 

will live on.

-Bridgett Williams