OK so here goes, I want to write poetry because it helps me and hopefully others as well, now I am not sure how to start a thread so I hope this will be a begining... so here goes !!!!!!
Sometimes I sit and wonder why me, Is this a test to help set me free, to know that there is no medical cure, I feel special I feel pure, I keep my head held high, I will not look down, but look toward the sky, I already have out lived the time they gave me, but I'm a stubborn ginny, so I set myself free, no one will tell time to die, I say to myself why!!!!! I will fight this beast until my breath is gone, I will not be weak I'll face it and be strong!!! strength and prayer and medicine too, will hekp me just pull on thru..
thank you all
Frederick Sperry
aka: skinny ginny
I don't know how to write poetry, but I will reply with a "well done" so the thread will move to the top and maybe others will want to write. Its a good idea!
i adore peotry and im getting a book of poems i just wrote published, so i adore poetry , it is my life. poetry is me, i am poetry. i live it and breath it and i dont care how many people say they dont like it. when i die, im takin my poems with me for they are my soul.
and i loved urs!!!!!!!!!! wonderful, keep em coming.....
I also love and write poetry. Sometimes a line will flash in my mind and I feel driven to write it down. But sometimes I am lazy and think I'll write later, then forget what the line was. Why, I've written my best poems that way. Lol
But seriously I would say words and how they can be twisted and turned to touch another or express a caged up emotion go hand and hand with why I create art work and write. Words and art are two peas in a silver pod for me, it is the way I can relate and understand life, the good and bad of it. Both save me mentally, and sometimes lift me spiritually. So I think this is another great addition to this support site. I look forward to reading more poems and posting a few to share.
Well I awoke this morning, kinda feeling the blues, so I write this poem from me to all of you, sometimes I sit and say why me? why must the pain come so frequently,I hope as I continue to write this all, the pain will leave so I remain tall, I will not look down I will keep my head high, and gaze into the beautiful sky, watch the birds as they soar thru trees, wishing I too can flow with the breeze, in my minds eye if I just concentrate, I feel the joy for that is my fate, I try not to complain about my life , I try to just be happy for me and my wife, but sometimes when I'm alone, I tend to feel down, and wish that there was someone around, someone to talk to while my wife is away, someone to bring a smile to me on this kind of day, but I just have to look deep inside, and fight this fight, not retreat and hide, so that is me on this day, I hope all of you have a beautiful day...
thank you
Frederick
aka Skinny Ginny
Hey Skinny- hope the pain lets up, do you have something to use for it? Wish I could lift your spirits with a poem but I am afraid you would be sicker after I was done.
Did you get the Liver Cancer from the Hep C? And I don't remember are you still getting treatments that make you feel sicker?? I am so sorry you have to go thru the cancer after the Hep C.
Take care and keep posting love the poetry corner!
i think poetry is the ost beautiful thing in the world, which is why i want to be a professional poet and write books. the sad thing is, the world, obsessed with greed and sex and image, does not care for peotry therefore it will not make me money. sad but true, sad how soceity is. but for me, poetry is priceless, there is not money that can give me the feeling i get from poetry. so the world can snub their noses to it, for me , i t will be my love ust as art music and books and songs.
im glad im not the only one who likes poetry. so many people i know dont care for it, i always wonder why, i guess it is so intellectual they dont get it, but for me i can swim in a poem all day and be happy. but as far as my reaity goes???????? i am being tortured day by day and so i relate to u fred, so my poems are my escape , into paradise. and geei wish i could live in my poems.