tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5244453500886317355.post1992683553549522065..comments2023-05-30T03:44:04.995-04:00Comments on Like the Feathers of an Arrow: More than Me (alt. title: I Need to Get Over Myself)RMPhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04054771419356465116noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5244453500886317355.post-83803052721712583522014-09-23T18:27:08.154-04:002014-09-23T18:27:08.154-04:00You know, I think we all just have to admit we are...You know, I think we all just have to admit we are imperfect & go from there. I think I used to be more demanding of myself, but now I am more accepting of my imperfections. I believe that to write something i better than to write nothing. If I waited for perfection, my blog would be empty. I believe that the purpose of poetry is for me to get to know me & you to get to know me...and Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07366010389846904663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5244453500886317355.post-9060362447483410092014-09-22T03:05:39.385-04:002014-09-22T03:05:39.385-04:00I'm so fortunate not to be paralyzed by others...I'm so fortunate not to be paralyzed by others.. I always admire how you can say things with just the right words... and what is perfect you can only say in imperfect .. brudberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12563403553536472377noreply@blogger.com