A Poets View

I was 10 years old when my Mom bought me my first book of poetry.  It was titled Speak Nature by James Walker Sr. A Lyceum book by Carlton Press.  That was 42 years ago and I still have the book.  It is a compilation of traditional poetry about Nature and God.  I fell in love with poetry as a result of this book.  I carried it around with me wherever I went and read it constantly to a point where I had all the poems memorized.  She gave me poetry books all throughout my life and was the one person who inspired my creativity.I was sitting in a 7th grade civics class one day, my mind wandering and in a state of sheer boredom.  Trying to act like I was taking notes, words danced around in my mind and a lyrical sound filled my head with sweet vibrations. I began to write and by the end of the class had penned this utter masterpiece.  I was 13 years old - 39 years ago.

One

As I go searching

Into the core of my mind

I find myself wandering

Through the particles of time

I cannot be blamed

For the prejudice and hate

For I am as one

And only love I do generate.

I read this now and wonder what in the world was in my head while writing this piece?  I have no idea.  I can’t even remember what was in my head yesterday let alone 39 years ago.  In any case I think it’s fun to share our firsts.  So, with that in mind, please share your firsts with me. 

Trackback URI | Comments RSS