I have had these moments where I suddenly feel the need to sit and collect words together on a rhythmic string. Sometimes I find myself getting lost in the myriad of listing words that convey a slight and raw emotional feeling behind whatever sentiment I want to crystallise. I’m now working on two poetry collections and will showcase a few from both collections here. I don’t have a particular preference on subject matter, mind you, I just write whatever inspiration asks of me at any given moment.
My poetry doesn’t stun, or inspire. It’s pretty standard and I prefer blank and free verse poetry more. I’m teaching myself to be a much better poet, so my older works are rather cringeworthy! The below poem I wrote in the midst of my English literature degree, when I was at my most sensitive, most awkward and struggling through a creatively challenging time. It was both a great and spiritually dark moment in time for me but I continued to practice and learn new words daily. With that known, the following poem is short, sweet and utterly basic, but it brings back the memories I experienced at that time. Don’t hate it too much! XD