I remember to this day the first poem I ever wrote.
Love is like a waterfall
If you listen close you’ll hear it’s call
It’s filled with bumps and rocks
And drags you down from head to your socks
at the end when you think all is lost
there you’ll find the peace you seek
and you’ll realize it’s worth it at any cost
I also remember distinctly that the substitute teacher of my third grade class told me I should pick something easier like life because I was too young to understand the difficulties of love. I told her that this was the poem I wrote and it was the one I was submitting. She failed me. So I stopped writing.
It took me a long time to find my voice again. I haven’t written poetry in a very long time. I have decided to post it as I write it because hey, why the hell not?
Hope you enjoy.