Here, Not Forgotten: Welcome Back to Blogging and Writing

Hello, my poor, ignored blog. Ignored is the wrong word; many thoughts have been poured into your development and continuation. I have so wanted to pour all my energies and time into my writings, for the blog and for my personal pleasure, but for a while life has been too busy. It's been a great busy- traveling, work, learning, and a ton of new Kindle books! I'm looking forward to bunches and loads of new book reviews, but for now, here is a poem. This poem shares a bit of what I feel when the flutterings of poem flit across my mind- exaltation in writing, but despair in the process. It's called...

The First Words

I know my purpose and

I know my soul

It’s the essence of promise

and grand ideas,

epic journeys, and at the very center

a beginning.

I am the first sprinkle

of rain on a sunny day

because today

the world needs a rainbow.

I am the rallying cry for

a journey, war, tears, and victory

and I will

lead the army that follows.

But I don’t know the big picture

All I know is the power

I hold for this moment

so I wait for the pen to bleed

me out onto the blank page

that will hold my very existence.

And then I start to catch glimpses

of busy schedules, distractions, inadequacies

and I wither

forgotten and unwritten.