I would like to tell you a little more about myself than I have. To do this I have chosen to use my writing and I have chosen a poem called Swelling Pain to begin because of what it is about. It is a descriptive poem inspired by free writing. It began as just rambling about how much my arthritus caused me pain as I wrote. At the time, the pain was excruciating. The irony in it is that physically writing is one of my favorite things to do and my pain makes me suffer through it. There is nothing I enjoy more than sliding a freshly sharpened pencil point over a pile of lined paper, creating the organized appearance to become a mess. The mess of the paper is what I strive for, whether it is caused by my big, harsh handwriting, or the words that are composed. One of my favorite messes goes like this...
Swelling pain
I can almost feel
my joints rubbing together.
It's an ache that lies
almost as deep as the marrow.
With every pencil stroke I create,
the ache seeps deeper and deeper
moving to the core of my wrist,
and traveling, creeping up my elbow,
to drill into it's core as well.
Every finger pushing on my pencil
aches as well.
Each knuckle filling with air,
waiting to be cracked...
waiting to make the person next to me
cringe in disgust
to the unwanted noise.
And now I know what comes next...
...the numbness.
This poem describes me the best. It contains my love for writing, and the pain that it causes me. My entire life revolves around the pain and restrictions and it hurts both physically and mentally.
I have been writing for years and began putting together portfolios in 2003. At the end of every one or two years of writing I have gone back and looked for my favorite works and made a collection dedicated to them and decorated them as I feel appropriate. I have had a few poems published in small books, but keep most of my writing to myself. I use my writing to vent and therefore it tends to come out very morbid. I do not share my writing very often because I feel many people will judge me by it.
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Brilliant! You should share more! It was truly amazing. Post more!!!
Thank you! I write a lot, but I'm a little shy with sharing it. >.<
I agree with Anarelly that you should write more and feel comfortable putting your poetry out for others to see and appreciate. Some of our best poets write from a place of pain--often, it is psychic pain, but sometiems it is also physical (Ellizabeth Barrett Browning, for example, who was bedridden most of her life). Writing helps us not onluy to express but also to transcend and recreate our experiences. Out of teh clay (and pain) of life, we create art. There is a great value in that for the artist as well as those who come to art seeking truth.
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