This prose was inspired by a photo my sister-in-law sent to me from the first snow of the season in Portland, Oregon. It brought back memories of snowy and cold days in Fredonia, New York near Buffalo, St. Louis, Chicago and New York City.
This doesn't just apply to poets. It also applies to any writer who has been told "the rules". Rules can and will be broken in writing. What is in fashion today with certain publishers is out of fashion tomorrow. Write, write, write!!! Blaze that trail. Express your true self. Keep at it. Don't stop. There is a place for us all.
We keep looking and looking and looking for "the" answers. It's not necessary. You have already arrived.
"I love to use plays on words. Brain twisters and alliteration. With the current climate I think hate is never an option and never wins for anyone." KaZ Cruse Akers
"A dear friend read this prose and thanked me for speaking for all of the women who are seen as disposable after the age of 50. Our disposability couldn't be farther from the truth." KaZ Cruse Akers