I started Comp Jour #1 by first creating backgrounds on over a dozen spreads. Above is one of my finished spreads in the journal. "Slow Walk", the poem in this spread, is one of my own. Here are the words to the poem:
Slow walk
a shroud of silence
unaware, yet aware
of a misty cloak of rain.
To each, a blanket
of grey security.
Rain, delicate and cool falls
onto two solo faces
pondering and drawn inward
to that hallowed place
of oneness, solitude.
Yet, the pondering of each
is of the other:
Apprehension
chemical tension
side by side
alone, together.
Canopied in
green indifference.
Trees surround them
under purple-bellied clouds.
And the slow walk continues
down destiny's path....
Slow walk
a shroud of silence
unaware, yet aware
of a misty cloak of rain.
To each, a blanket
of grey security.
Rain, delicate and cool falls
onto two solo faces
pondering and drawn inward
to that hallowed place
of oneness, solitude.
Yet, the pondering of each
is of the other:
Apprehension
chemical tension
side by side
alone, together.
Canopied in
green indifference.
Trees surround them
under purple-bellied clouds.
And the slow walk continues
down destiny's path....
