Imagine What YOU Can Do

I composed a poem today. It's a heavy poem. It came from an emotional place. It acted as a journal entry; just a way for me to work through some recent stressors...but I wanted it to do more than document my emotional uprisings. So I sat with it. I wrote it then I sat with it. I read it and re-read it. Silently and aloud then wrote a little more. Overall, it was probably 15-20 minutes before I was satisfied. Language is VITAL. The way we communicate is dependent upon language. To honor the art of writing poetry I am compelled to read my own work as if it were someone else's. Why? Because I'm no introverted journal writer. I'm not a hobbyist. I'm a poet...like those studied in academia but living.

I worked out the kinks. The conflicting lines, unnecessary rhymes, extraneous words, etc. I flexed my metaphorical muscles and this is the polished product:

When your mind is this beautifully intricate labyrinth of words, it pays off to take your time with those words. If, offhand, you can write a poem that causes others to feel or relate, imagine what you can do when you read what you write and think about it from the reader's point of view, not just the listener. When you consider the words and their potential.

Write for the reader and the listen and you achieve written spoken word. You "spit" on the page. Cool, right? Of course! You are a poet, you have advanced cognitive powers. You're a wordbender! (At least, that's what I consider myself). Bend the words to your will. Know those words inside and out.

You are a mastermind only if you master your mind. What is the mind? That innerVOICE. That conversation you hear as you type or scribble in notebooks.

I wrote this poem today. I read it too. And you might not be able to appreciate ALL of the intricacies in this one poem but I'm certain you can feel something. You thought of someone you loved, right? Of course you did. My work is done.