There is an unmistakably dreamy and inspired side to me that is forever present, I express it by absorbing and sharing my appreciation for music and the arts. I enjoy creating too, however the desire to create poetry has eluded me.
While searching my email for a thought I typed myself, I found a little something I had written about ‘her’. I first believed it was something I found & liked enough to save but “Today, hot tamales, the sunrise, the full moon, leather bags & scriptures” is specific to only one.
Sometime early 2010 ...
You don’t have to respond … this allows me to move on
Every day thoughts.
Every day images.
Every day sounds.
Every day reminders,
Today, I wish I would have made that trip.
Today, I look at your photo(s).
Today, I hear the sound of your voice.
Today, hot tamales, the sunrise, the full moon, leather bags & scriptures,
You don’t have to respond … this allows me to move on.
I learned three things today ...
Love, whether the newness, the overflow or the loss of inspires you to create.
Poetry is about creating from what inspires you.
Time is a valuable asset, it renews.