I came to wordpress, not really sure what I was going to write. I didn’t have a plan, just a million ideas running through my head. I could give ya’ll another update, but there really isn’t much to report. I could have just left, nothing concrete to say. Instead, the following poem is what happened.
I used to write poetry all the time. As a teenager, I had notebooks filled with them. Most of them were absolutely terrible. Still, poetry is a great form of expression, and it helped me through many dark days.
So many thoughts floating ’round my head,
It’s hard to pin down just one.
If I could just grab it and keep it still
I’d be writing beautiful prose.
Here I sit, fingers poised
Ready to begin.
Words flutter by
Alighting on my peripheral.
They’re a tickle in my brain,
Like an itch that I cannot scratch
Always just out of reach.
But when I catch one and pin it down
Its stories I will keep.
by Tiffany Higgins