Everytime I try and get out...

There are times when I need to write something. Anything. It doesn't really matter what it is at first. A strange thing happens though. As I'm writing, I feel like I am releasing something. Corny? Hoaky? Yeah. But, oddly enough, I can't seem to find any other way to equate what I am feeling.
Hmm. A poet that can't equate emotions into words?
Now there is something you probably were not expecting to find on a blog thats supposed to be about poetry...

Go figure.

Anyway. I am going to post some of my older stuff here and as I write new ones (assuming of course that I rediscover the ability to pen emotion...) I will add them as well.

I love to write creativly but I have alway found that I needed to wait for emotion to sweep me away. Kind of like a surfer waiting for that perfect wave.

Gnarly.

Enjoy.