We are unofficially participating in NaPoWriMo this year. Our fearless leader, The Real Cie, doesn't feel quite up to the kind of participation levels with going official, and that's okay.
Our poems will be dedicated to the man whose picture you see above. I've got no shame in my game when it comes to declaring that I think he is someone who is deserving of being remembered. Shame on anyone who has made Cie feel embarrassed about expressing her feelings of love/devotion for him. This world is full of people who aren't happy until they've pissed on someone's heart. That's a true shame.
Cie made the manip featured above. I say it's beautiful and true, just like the subject of the work! Simply fabulous!
Here's a kickoff poem using a variation on the NaPoWriMo Extra Prompt.
I guess it's too late for me to meet you in this life
To shake your hand
To give you a hug
And a big thanks
For the gifts you gave to me
And to the world
But when I get to the other side
Know that you've got a friend who will have your back
If you want her to
Because I think you're always simply fresh
And forever all kinds of cool
Perhaps not the best poem ever written, but I mean it with all my heart. He was more than just a guitar player. He was a very special person. He deserves to be remembered.
Love,
Thalia
