Everyone has dreams, ideas, things that float about in your head, but only some people have a special and unique ability to put these thoughts and daydreams into a beautifully woven web of words, music or paint. Some of these people are poets, artists, musicians, authors, playwrights, singers and lyricists.
I hope to become a few of these things. I would lovefor my name to go down in history as an author or a singer, but I know that it is unlikely, I am happy just to have these as hobbies that I enjoy. The thing I do hope to be successful with is poetry, it is something I love, I am passionate about and I do a lot of in my spare time. I like to share my poems and inspire people to have poetry as a pastime. It allows you to get your emotions out, capture your feelings and grasp an aspect of life and pin it onto a piece of paper
Some boys, including my Dad and Brother, might think, “I’d rather go fishing”. Well, the way I see poetry is rather like fishing. I have a theory that everyone has words swimming about in their mind, your pencil and paper are like your rod and net, you catch the words with your pencil and put them on your peice of paper. Some people are naturally talented at poetry, while others are more practical, really it doesn’t matter, it’s the enthusiasm that makes a difference.
So let me know, whether you already love writing poetry or you have just decided to begin, what have you written about?
Here’s my latest:
A windblown, carefree figure
silhouetted on a hill,
summer sunsets swirling,
I will love you still.
when I’m with you.
The sun stoops down to kiss you,
she leaves an amber burn upon your cheek.
Will you stay with me forever?
Under the skies of beauty.
Will you answer me “never”,
when I ask if you will leave me?
We’ll swim in the moon’s waters,
dance with the planet’s daughters,
sleep in the sun’s quarters.
The stones will sing us songs,
the stars will bang great golden gongs,
the bells will ring,
a hundred birds begin to sing.