So it’s been a very (very) long time since I’ve written any poetry. Recently I have been inspired once again. By no means am I very good at it, though I have found often times it’s easier for me to write down my feelings than express them out loud. I’m not sure why but when I’m alone and let the words flow they come so easily. Yet when I try to say them to the person they are intended for, the result isn’t quite as smooth. Though even now looking it over I am still highly critical, the thing about poetry at least for me is that it is more about how the words offer feelings. Rather then that they tell a specific story.
I used to write many, many, many poems growing up. Had at least one whole large notebook full of them. Some of them were good, others were mediocre and hardly worth sharing. I got away from writing as much poetry as I got older, with things like school and work getting in the way. A lack of inspiration also doesn’t help much when trying to write poetry.
At this point I am delaying actually sharing the poem that I wrote, which is probably hardly post worthy. I will include after the transcribed poem, the picture of what I actually put on paper (a few small grammatical edits were made while typing).
I will include here a quote I stumbled upon in a search to help me actually put this out there:
“What you are afraid to do is a clear indication of the next thing you need to do.”
– Ralph Waldo Emerson
For You.
There isn’t much
I wouldn’t give,
just to see you smile.
I haven’t felt quite this way,
in a very long while.
Our times together are often brief;
much to my dismay.
Despite the distance when we are apart,
in my heart you always stay.
You make me smile and laugh,
which help to chase away my fears.
I know if needed you would be there
to also dry my tears.
No one knows what the future holds,
but everyday my heart grows fonder.
I love all the time spent with you,
and know my heart will never wander.
– Brianna Barcus.
It honestly didn’t take me very long to write this, once I sat down the words just came along so easily. Sometimes writing is funny like that. With the pressure on, at times there can be no real progress. Rather when it arrives somewhat unexpectedly the words fall out of me.
More poems are ahead of me I’m sure, and when they arrive depending on the nature of it I may post them as well. If anyone enjoys reading that sort of thing that is.
Sorry for the very late blog post, life got carried away from me and before I knew it two weeks had flown by. The next post will come much sooner next time. until then I’ll leave you with another poem.
Time.
When we aren’t together,
Time always seems to drag by,
and I’m never really quite sure why.
When I’m with you it slows to a crawl-
yet at the same time it feels,
like we barely had time at all.
How does everything pass so sudden
so quick?
How can I make the clock cease to tick?
When we are together,
time seems slow and fast.
No matter the weather,
I hope this will last.
-Brianna Barcus.
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