Intermezzo

Aloha all.....

I'm still trying to figure out how to use this blog or how frequently to post.  For me I think this is going to be more of a cathartic process.  As a psychotherapist, my patients bare their souls to me, sharing intimate details of their lives, aspects of themselves that they cannot admit or voice even to themselves. I would consider myself  a fraud if I dared not do the same, so here I am, baring my soul...to you:)

I'm thinking I can post a poem a week, if not more frequently but I guess I'll have to give that some more thought.  I was thinking of also posting in between poems, to maybe give some background/info/insight on what I've posted or the thought process behind it in a recurring segment that will be called...."Intermezzo."  Dust off your Italian dictionaries kids....LOL yes, a bit obnoxious and pretentious....WHATEVER:)

So with the first poem I posted, "Seasons"  I guess I can describe it as a celebration of finding my voice through poetry again, a passion I've had since childhood but due to the ebbs and flows of life, there have been major dry spells- periods of dormancy that lasted years where I wouldn't be inspired to jot down even a word in my little black book by my bedside.  "Seasons" demarcates such a period, since it was preceeded by a long absence of poetry in my life.  Although it was written at some point in the 90's I think (I don't date anything...) some parts have been recently re-worked, re-tweeked and given a more updated/recent facelift, with most of the latter part of the poem being almost completely re-written in the last couple of weeks. As opposed to the next poem I will be posting, "Truth," where the first couple of lines were written months ago, and I had envisioned a completely different direction for it, but the rest of it was written very late last nite, or very early this morning...however you want to look at it:)

Of course last nite's champagne fueled, bingo nite at Black Bear may have had something to do with it......:)

champagne + art = creation

not always though, it also can lead to suicide...and I have no interest in going down that route...have way too much to do, see, create!!!!!!

Ok, so I lied earlier, I said I was going to post a poem a week, but I'm posting Truth now...:)