various artistic mediums can be used to express and vent
different moods, at different times, during different stages in life.
when life is going well for me, i lean toward the visual arts,
like photography or painting. this gives me joy. vision is a gift.
inspiration is a means and an end. and a means, once again.
during hard times, it is writing that helps me to explore self.
during the lowest or most confusing moments, words scrub my soul.
let it be said that i don't think i've written a poem in over 15 years.
here are a few poems written in the late 1980's, while I was in college...
don't expect to feel cheerful after reading them!
one note regarding . poem5 . ("A Cradle for Your Suicide")...
some might wonder if such a strangely-titled poem
has value on a family-friendly web site.
before i graduated college, i was a counselor and trainer for
a crisis hotline that served both the university campus students
and the local community. calls from suicidal people did come in,
from both children and adults. it was difficult to deal with.
every word in . poem5 . was deliberately and carefully chosen.
(this is so with all of my poems)
i hope to help someone by including this poem in my selection.
people become complacent. they hide from themselves.
they hide from other people, sometimes even from those who love them.
your life has value. nourish each other. |
