Not Here
Why do I do this
Why do I let myself fall in love
Why can I only love those who cannot love me
Why can’t I find my one true love
The one that will love me too
Where is he hidding
Where can he be
not here...
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OK not my longest effort, just a pattern I've noticed in my own life.
I kinda like the shortness of it, Blunt and to the point, like me.
This is a creative project inspired by my college academic advisor and friend. Her wisdom and faith in me, though undeserved, gives me cause to give this a go. My goal is to write a new poetry, no matter how crappy. I welcome feedback.
This Blog is dedicated to Dr. Beth Crachiolo, now the chair of the English and Theatre Department of Berea College. Beth is truly a wonderful person, and one hell of a teacher! For whatever reason, she seems to believe in my aptitude as a writer and has made it perfectly clear, on more than one occasion, that to not write would be a waste. So I am trying to do something I've never attempted before. Starting today, April 20, 2010, I will try very hard to post at least one new poem a day for 1 year. I'm sure most of them will be utter crap, but you never know when the muse might strike. Please feel free to respond to any post at anytime, I value constructive comments.
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