It's been a while since I posted anything. I guess I was lacking the proper inspiration. Today I saw a post on twitter that said "POEMber." It was by a poet that I've had the luxury of meeting and speaking with over dinner with some former classmates. His name is Shihan, maybe you've heard of him. If not, look him up. His work is worthwhile. That tweet reminded me of when he first inspired me, years ago, when I stumbled across a YouTube video of him. Following his advice, I've decided to rededicate some time to writing. As much as I think about writing, you'd think I'd have books upon books of poetry, short stories, and well, numerous versions of autobiographies. Instead, I have a sea of thoughts and dreams that yearn to be written. So let me begin by finding an oldie of mine, but a favorite. Hopefully this will lead me to countless revisions and a discovery of some sort of masterpiece. This was written 5 years ago:
Like a mixture of rock and roll with my love hip-hop,
Like the day I found music,
Like my love for sound,
This place is such a wonder.
Follow the pounding of raindrops,
Engulf yourself in fog,
Swallow the sweetest breath of air you've ever had,
You've experienced a vision of my everyday.
Exercise your mind and give to a new existence,
Trust yourself and grow,
Flow into the next beginning,
Then- Be.
Be that person you've dreamed of,
Be unafraid to love,
Be unaware of criticism.
Love yourself.
your hair,
your mind,
your body,
Then love yourself more.
More than you've ever loved anything else,
More than a cowboy loves his horse,
More than a dancer loves her shoes.
Dream of what could be.
What can we make of this life?
What more can we do
once we have vacated our own existence?
What more than grow?
And who decides it...
I loved what I was attempting to do with this, and while it needs a lot of work, I'm up for the challenge. Here's to a better version by the end of the month!
