Still, distill your style,
separate darnel from wheat
to eat all word weeds.
Find the essence, the pulp, the perfume,so that words can fly.
Filter your thoughts,
sieve clear, concise terms,
use the straining net, this pan.
Pen your message in the purest, finest gold.
Nude pure words, the ancient ether,
in search of the dark matter.
The quintessence, what God breathed.
When you love "I love you" is enough.
✍Quote of the day
"I tweet, therefore my entire life has shrunk to 140 character chunks of instant event predigested gnomic wisdom. & swearing."(@NeilGaiman)