I recall from the time I was young enough to put words together I’ve been writing what I now know as poetry.
I’d be sitting somewhere and would suddenly ask myself: what 3 words can describe what I see, hear, feel or think? Then I’d use the main words to write a self described poem.
Here’s one I wrote today with the words…Feel – Pain – Hurt
I have a pain and it hurts
The hurt is worse, for I feel no pain.
I am in pain and hurting,
not in my body, but in not knowing.
I feel – but the feeling is empty and blank.
I hurt – but there is no evidence of the hurt.
This in itself pains me that I can feel – nothing.
It’s a maze – yet I’ve found my way out.
It’s a puzzle – that I have solved before.
Now I’m more confused as to what pains me –
and that hurts me more. ~Liza
