a decision

I made a decision today! One that might prove important, or full of lots of work and pain and reward.

I was asked by a friend a couple of weeks ago, “When are you going to be a writer?” He wanted me to give a date and time, like “In two weeks,” or “Next year.” Well, today is the day and here is the official announcement for what it’s worth (it solidifies the fact in my soul — that’s what it’s worth!). I am a writer. And here is an attempt at poetry on this day of decision. I welcome thoughts, criticisms, reviews, etc. from here on out Part of being a writer now is actually learning how to write and being open to all forms of help!

Potent therapy
penetrating like a drug.
Liberation for the weary soul,
winging toward the flames on the wings of a dove.
No escape, no turning.
Only sweet release
to the unsought peace.

(This poem was inspired by a morning soaking up sunshine with Tina, Dean and my kids. The warm sunshine was healing for all of us and brought much joy.)