I started writing as a child after reading some poems that my mother had written. I remember how she would make things sound so beautiful or make you feel that you were experiencing that warm summer day that she was writing about or smelling the salty air as she wrote about walking down the beach. You could almost feel the sand between your toes. I would wonder how she could describe something so well and yet keep it so simple. You could tell that she was writing from her heart.

   As I started writing the old “Roses are Red, Violets are Blue” stuff, I soon realized that this was not going to end up being very good material and started writing about my emotions. Whenever I went through something difficult, I would write how it was making me feel. At first it wasn’t poetry but more of a way of venting because I didn’t feel that my parents would listen to me if I tried to tell them anyway. As years went by, I started to challenge myself to turn my writings into poetry so that if someone did read it, they wouldn’t think I was some messed up teenager but someone that was very creative. I got to where my writings, when read, would seem that they could be about anyone. Sometimes I try to put myself in someone else’s shoes and write what I think they must be feeling or going through. These writings would often make people think that I was writing about them and wasn’t always well received but got comments either way.  I still write these poems, a lot of them come from an angry, dark place. I am not inspired so much with the corny love poems, but do occasionally write one.

   In my early twenties, I found my way into the local music scene. I got bored with learning to sing cover songs. Most of the guitar players that I worked with had original songs that they had written, but without lyrics. I would pull out these poems and tweak the words a bit and add a chorus. Before I knew it, I was writing all the lyrics in the bands that I played in. Some guys that I knew from other bands would ask me to write lyrics for them as well. I literally have hundreds of pages of lyrics and poems and add to them often.

   The reasons that I write vary, but mainly it is to document feelings and circumstances and views. I keep a dream diary and will wake up in the middle of the night to write in it. I love to write. Life brings about many events that inspire me to write. My writing has evolved from those early years and my topics are more serious now whether writing about becoming more spiritual and less religious or my views on the afterlife or just simply a breakup. I have to find a different way to describe that “Red Rose”.

 We all go through tough times, some more than others. I chose to use those times as inspiration to write, even when things seem hopeless. When things are going well, I don’t usually write about it, I just enjoy it. I am sure that there will be more “inspiration” as life goes on.

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