The poet within

I just entered my first poetry competition with a poem I wrote over ten years ago. It was a specific piece that I wanted to use. To find it I had a little walk down memory lane and realised how important the creativity and expression of poetry has been for me in tough times. As life steadied and I nested down, I strayed from poetry into the arms of visual art; and today I find myself writing and creating content.

To celebrate my first poetry submission here's another poem from my younger years;

I stood alone

Wrapped in darkness

And darkness sang to me

And darkness echoed

From the darkness.

Darkness held me

and I held darkness.

Darkness and I


And soon

I too

was darkness.

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