Hitting a wall...
I picked up my pen this morning...maybe it was my dream last night that made me do it. I haven't written much poetry over the past few months. I've written, but never really posted anything. Which in some ways is odd, and something I can't completely explain it. I find when I write things such as poetry, I find out thoughts about me, that I wasn't even aware I was thinking. Perhaps it scares me to write, because then I'll truly know what I'm thinking. Perhaps it's because it's a window into my soul, and somehow it seems crazy to bare that on paper.
I still hear a single sentence or a few words, and I automatically string them together in my head, as if making a mental note to enter it into a poem later.
All this to say, I've started writing again...because some things never change, and other things are meant to be put on paper.
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