So, first I tried to write a blog post. Then I tried to work on my novel. Then I tried to edit my blog’s picture, which just ended up with me wanting to throw my computer out a window. Then back to novel again, then blog post. So I ended up trying to write some poems.
Which actually went pretty good. So here’s some of my efforts, and hopefully you can enjoy them.
They said to describe me in a sentence
I tried to find the right words
They floated out of my brain to pay penitence
To the queens and kings of other worlds.
They told me to describe my feelings
That was easy as telling a blind man about the color blue
Or a deaf man, the sound of words reeling
My emotions run deep and bright, well known to precious few.
They told me to write my heart on a page.
I filled up novels and still wasn’t done with my goal.
So many things I want to say, things of pain and joy and of love and rage.
I wrote until I had no paper, so I wrote on my walls in dark black coal
They told me to sum up my existence
What I did with my time on this earth
I stared at them like they spouted nonsense
I can not tell all the days, all the time, all for what it’s really worth.
They told me to tell what I want in the future
I shook my head dumbly, too frightened to speak
What I want is not material, not a house or computer
What I want is a feeling, to sow good that I will reap.
A Detour In My Mind