National Poetry Month

I have been meaning to get back to writing on the ol' blog for some time now, but due to recent events my life has been somewhat hectic.  To tell the truth it actually calmed down about a month ago but thats when I encountered another problem.  After so long without posting I just didn't know where the hell to start.  Thank you National Poetry Month. 

People are generally pretty suprised when they find out that I love poetry.  Now that I think about it people are usually suprised when they find out that I write...or that I know how to read.  I guess I just don't strike most people as that "type".  Thats just me I guess, I don't fit into a "type". 

I do enjoy poetry.  It's all the beauty and pain of life wrapped up into eloquence and rythm.  Good poetry defines the human mind and explores the human soul.  It allows us to express ourselves as individuals and gives us insight into the hearts of others.

I have always had a passion for words.  By themselves they don't look like much, but put those words together right and they will flow beautifully off the page, seeping into the readers heart and mind to never be forgotten.  They can convey our deepest emotions and desires.   They can persuade and convince.   They can inspire change, they can start revolutions.  Most people don't realize the power that words hold.

I love the way words can be pieced together to make somethething beautiful, especially in poetry.  Poetry has that lyrical swagger that no other form of writing can compare to.  It moves rythmatically across the page, dancing its way into our minds.  It evokes a sense of freedom and sincerity in us.  Poetry is the language of our heart.