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How To Improve Your Blogging Using These 2 Tools


How often do you struggle with your blogging?  I bet you just said every time you write a post. What about your writing in general? Writing, like any craft, takes time. It takes effort. Writing takes practice.

For visual creatives writing is probably one of the scariest parts of promoting work and building their creative business.

Writing, however, is one of the most important business skills. If you are an effective writer, you communicate well. Your ideas are clear and concise. Your writing leads to profit.

Writing for your blog is no different. Your blog is your business or at least a key component of your business. Your success depends on your writing. Yet you continue to struggle.

In this post, I’m going to tell you about two tools you can use right now to improve your blog writing and business writing.

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Love Simple: A Poem

Each morning I wonder.
Will you still be here?
My love grows like crescendo.
I hope you stay.
Never leave.
I fear I’ve pushed you away.
A note to you.
My love manifesto.
My heart in words.
Never have a I felt.
Joy like this.
Perfect love.
Perfect as perfect can be.
You are the match.
The joy.
Love me.
For I love you.
Together we’ll be.
Eternal love.
Simple love.
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Find Me: A Poem

Photo by Roksolana Zasiadko

When you find me, you will know.

I’m closer than you think.

My heart, searching for you.

It is love. I’m sure.

No other way.

No other feeling.

No more emotion than love.

Find me.

Please, I yearn.

I hope.

I look for you on the subway.

I thought I saw you in the park.

My heart, beats.

A skip, like through puddles.

Simple joy, is all you are.

Love, is all I need.

But only yours.

No one else.

Just you.

Just me.

A play on words.

A dance of souls.

Tangled emotions.

Clarity beyond eternity.

Find me.


I will love you.


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Winter Cast Away: A Journey In Elegy


“Winter Cast Away”

Winter with down of snow cast beyond memory.

Spring greets us in store fashion.

Seasons change and wither on vines of time.

Epochs of natural bliss come and go.

I am sad for blankets of flakes leave us.

Yet warm rays light fires in hearts.

Summer upon the horizon with ships of hot times.

Run barefoot in grasses once covered by Old Man Winter.

Part of writing poetry is experimenting and of course practicing writing. I’m in continual learning with various poetic forms. Elegy, while originally from the Greeks, typically infuses sadness of some form. I didn’t want to be overtly sad or depressed, but express more of a sentimental goodbye to Winter. As the snow is falling outside my window right now, this is probably not the time for this piece. Se la vie.

I struggle to not go on and on. For reasons unknown to me, I sometimes think of poetry as having to be extremely long. I forced myself to leave this at four, simple stanzas.

My theme is the passing of Winter. My form is elegy with the device of metaphor. Hopefully I captured the spirit of each and as always, this is more about learning and developing the skill of the art of poetry.

I hope you enjoy and please feel free to critique.