Writing is therapy.
I bought a mini notebook today to keep with me everywhere I go. I used to do that, wouldn’t have been caught dead without a journal and a pen, but I’m out of practice, neglecting that side of me for months, forgetting who I am and what I want and where I’m going.
I’m not sure I can answer any of those questions right now, but I’ll get there, one day at a time.
Thanks for sticking with me on here.
6 thoughts on “Stunted Growth”
I couldn’t agree more about writing being therapy, but sometimes we need to leave what we love for a while so we can come back to it with gratitude.
Well said. Thanks Cheryl.
To elaborate. I’m not one to give compliments on writing because I believe both compliments and criticism are impurities to expression.
In your case, I must say, I find your poems to be so beautiful because they are so human. Within their seeming simplicity there is a melody, a flow, a feeling that resonates within me. I don’t simply read them and move on. They remain with me, resonating within my mind and heart long after I have closed my computer and gone on about my life.
I apologize for the compliment, but I believe it is well deserved.
Wow I am deeply grateful for your compliment. Your words mean a great deal to me because all my poetry comes from my heart and my personal experiences as an extension of myself. Means a lot to hear my work resonates with you. Thank you!
Amazing, I need more practice on writing poetry as pretty as this