Art-Colored Glasses

Original poetry, essays, artworks, photographs & musings on whatever moves me…

Being complex doesn’t in any way guarantee that I’m special. But not being special doesn’t prove I’m meaningless, either. I have my uses.

Greenhousestarter on March 30, 2014 at 05:52 said:

I like it!

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- kathryningrid on March 30, 2014 at 07:45 said:
  
  Thanks–I wrote it at a time when I was feeling rather small in the midst of the company of overachievers I know and love, to reassure myself a little! 😉
  
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thebardonthehill on March 30, 2014 at 22:09 said:

Yes, the last is so true! 🙂 Good one!

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Steve Schwartzman on March 31, 2014 at 11:05 said:

Linguists use the term substrate to designate a language that was used in a region before its speakers adopted another language. For example, French has a Celtic substrate, and that’s often cited as the reason that French, unlike neighboring Italian and Spanish, nasalizes some of its vowels.

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love in the kitchen on April 1, 2014 at 21:46 said:

Oh – that’s me you’re writing about. I had to climb UP to the bottom rung on the ladder!

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- kathryningrid on April 3, 2014 at 00:05 said:
  
  Well, Darlin’, we’re in great company here, aren’t we! Welcome aboard. 😉
  
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