Writing is a process that you can only improve by doing. Over and over again. Some attempts are worth sharing. It is always a risk. I will share these pieces in hopes that it will encourage you to try something new and take risks of your own.
Poetry, or just the ramblings of a disillusioned writer? I will let you be the judge. It is often said that art imitates life. But whether they are works of memory or of the imagination, remains my secret alone to reveal.
Do You Know?
Do you know what I want?
I do.
Tough guy
Strong hands
Know-how
Smooth voice
Bright eyes
Wicked grin
Rough edges
Brave cover
Quick wit
Soft heart
Shy smile
Hopeful boy
Do you know who I want?
I do.
Do you know…
It’s you?
I do.
I miss you.
What Is It?
It is the highest high,
The lowest low,
The greatest fear,
The deepest pain.
It makes you smile.
It makes you weep.
It makes you strong.
It makes you weak.
It brings joy.
It brings grief.
It is clarity.
It is confusion.
When it is present
It is everything.
And when it is lost
There is nothing.
It is everything.
It is forever.
It is fleeting.
It is love.
Cathryn K. Thompson 