I have been very quiet.
Without going into too much detail, I decided to start a blog for just my poetry.
It's been an idea I've been tossing around for a while, but never quite got around to actually doing anything about it.
I started writing poetry when I was young, and as I got older, I wrote less.
Poetry is what inspired my to learn how to play the guitar- so I could set poems to music.
Poetry was the safety release valve on emotions that I could not verbalize.
Poetry was what allowed my truth to surface, even when I was not conscious of it.
I let it be forgotten. I forgot a part of myself that was (is!) important.
So now, in the very depths of feeling very broken about one too many things, that part is bubbling up through the cracks.
Some will be new, some will be old, but all on them will contain seeds of my truth.
The Forgotten Poet
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