what
a question
I remember
words flowing
and writing 2-page poems
without stopping
and as I wrote each word
not knowing what would follow
it was “inspiration”
like only inspiration can be
in its finest and purest
essence
each day was filled with
emotions that would be written
and later
I strived to find a way to have
these emotions ….. I’ll call them poems….
published in book form
youth finds a way
to make a way when there
appears to be no way
maybe because
at that time of life
nothing is impossible
and the energy we have then….
wow, we have the energy to go
the extra mile
until we reach, or partly reach
our goals
then the reality of life
knocks on our door
and says, lights out
you gotta earn a living
do what others are doing
have a family
and go to college if you are able
and the cost
is more than money —
it is giving up creativity
to find the jobs
to secure the future
now, too many years later
I am retracing my steps
to find where my creativity went
maybe there is time to find
inspiration again
and finish the dream
I began