I like to write short thoughts about things that speak to me. Sometimes these short thoughts are labeled poems. I'm not a poet. Not like Wordsworth was a poet. Or John Lennon was a poet.
But I love to think that sometimes I can string words together that move another soul. I'm amazed when I write something and people feel the need to interpret it. That's a cool thing. They take what I wrote, filter it to through their own views, feelings, life experience and come out on the other side with something that speaks to them, even if what it says to them is not what I intended to say. It doesn't make my creation more or less significant simply because there are various interpretations of it available to various readers. I think that the variability is what makes it an art form.
For the longest time the lovely and talented Bryan Borland, [who is a poet] had this included in his bio: "This poem is about you, yes, you."
If a reader can look at typed words on a page and feel that the words are speaking directly to them, what's better than that?
Ok, sex is better than that.
And the funny thing?
Most of my poems are about sex.
Tomorrow I will be posting a new poem. It's called "Knocking" and it's about sex. Or religion. Or coming in out of the rain. Or anything else you want it to be about. I'll let you be the judge.
Thanks to the lovely Estrella Azul, I'm going to be part of the National Poetry Month blog tour masterminded by Savvy Verse and Wit. I think the tour is a great way to connect up the online community and an opportunity to see work that you may have missed otherwise. I'm looking forward to discovering new poetic voices throughout the month of April.