I notice that it is easier to write the poems that are not close to my heart. I have only posted one close to my heart poem. The others have come from single lines that came into my head. I built them around those single lines. There are some real life feelings in each of them, of course, but they didn’t make me cry as I wrote them.
I don’t know if, or when, I will share the ones that did.
I suspect that the more I put my heart into them, the more wrong they are. I try to make them tell the truth, but real words remain slippery.
The creative side of Melissa
