Flashback: Angsty teenage poetry 2

I found another one of these gems in my old notebooks.  I had an awesome record collection as a teenager and young adult.  Remember how you could just sit in your room and listen to music and not have to do anything else?  Or was that just me?

Song Is Over

Just like the wind that blows past

So the music will not last

The muse, the poet, both are dead

Their words are locked away inside our heads

When the notes fade away

There will be nothing left to say

And like the death of a dear old friend

So it will be when the music ends

What is there left for us to do?

When that old, sad song is through

When the melody is gone

And the words linger on

Can we sit and sing to ourselves?

And save the words in books on shelves

Is that thunder? Aw, it’s an award!

(Thanks to scienceclarified.com for the thunderstorm image)

encouraging-thunder

Thanks to Anand (Vibrant) for nominating me for this award!  And congratulations to him for his own nomination!  If there is anyone in the blogging community that deserves this award, it’s Anand.  He has been tirelessly supportive to our recent Blogging 101 class and alumni group.  In fact, I know I’m not the only one who worries that he’s not getting enough sleep!  He answers questions, gives praise and  kindly gives advice, so that we can all succeed!  I’m privileged to be part of such a lovely community.

The award rules:

  • The nominee posts the Award on their blog and adds the logo
  • Pass it on by nominating others (five is recommended)
  • Thank the person who nominated you, adding their URL to your post for ping back
  • Mention your purpose for blogging

My nominees are a really fantastic group of people.  From giving meaningful comments, to answering questions and having a good laugh together, I’ve enjoyed meeting them all!

My nominees are:

  1. maidsdayoff
  2. Cathy Lynn Brooks
  3. Karen Hampton, writer
  4. J S Malpas, author
  5. Minister Is a Verb

My purpose for blogging:

I’ve always loved books, loved to read.  Growing up as an only child, I had no brothers or sisters to play with and thus learned to read rather early on.  Unfortunately, even though I showed an aptitude for writing when I was young, it was never encouraged as a career choice.  I kept a diary from the time I was eight years old right up to about age fourteen.  I still have some of the notebooks I filled with poetry when I was an angsty teenager.  I went to college, first for a degree in marketing.  I continued writing during this time and even got one of my poems published, way back when.  Anyway, life went on.  Chiropractic school, starting a practice, marriage, caring for elderly parents, etc.  It had been years since I thought about writing.

One day, I guess about two years ago, I was sitting in the stylist’s chair at the hair salon, waiting for the color to cure (you thought I was a natural blonde, didn’t you?), reading my book to pass the time.  My stylist said to me, “You’re always reading.  Did you ever want to write a book yourself?”  “Sure,”  I laughed.  “Doesn’t every reader want to be a writer?”  “You should do it,”  she said.  “Hmm,”  I thought.  Why not?  I stopped at the office supply store and bought myself a nice notebook and started jotting down ideas.  Another year went by, a couple more notebooks and finally I had the idea ready for my first novel.

Next, I joined social media sites like Twitter and Tumblr and followed authors and writing blogs.  I realized I needed to do this myself.  A friend of mine has a food blog here on WordPress, so I decided to investigate and wow am I glad I did!  The blog gives me access to a supportive community of other writers and creative people willing to share ideas, make suggestions and just give you a pep talk when you get down.  It also lets me post short stories and other mini projects that help me hone my skills while I work on the next novel.  It has been a real pleasure to join this fantastic group of people!  Cheers!