I grew up writing poetry. I had books and books of things that I had written. I loved sitting down and reading some of the older stuff. I lost all of my poetry in an apartment fire in 2006. I don’t think I’ve written since then. Every time I would think about losing all of my writing, it would hurt.
I’ve decided to start again. I’m getting back to the basics.
Writing gives me a certain release that I can’t get anywhere else. I can say what I really feel and it comes out much clearer than if I try to speak the words.
Here is my first poem in over 8 years: