My story isn’t complicated and yet it has so much twists and turns. Some days I wish the twists and turns would in fact be linear. Wishful thinking.
This poem was written about the start of a relationship. A relationship that starts by chance, continues untraditionally, with an apex of two people falling without even knowing. Or at least knowing and trying to not. That’s the glittery part of a relationship isn’t it? Figuring everything out, the butterflies in your stomach, the can’t eat and sleep, can’t breathe but can’t wait to talk or see them again?
The hubster likes it but he’s VERY partial. I could be writing about turd and he’d think it’s the best thing ever written. I love the support from him.
Anyway, enjoy. Tell me how I can be better at this poem writing thing. xoxo
Firsts
The first time I saw you
I was caught by your smile
An introduction made
Our hearts would defile
A first dance
A first drink
A first hug
A first wink
Talking became normal
Laughing a must
Camaraderie built
Secrets entrust
A first late night call
A first invitation
A first awkward moment
A first heart dilation
Friendship into more
Without awareness
No strings collected
We were so careless
A first night of freedom
A first night of bliss
A first of many
A first reminisce
So many firsts
I’ll always remember
Every moment
Since that night in December
I seriously hate writing about me. What do you tell people? The customary who I am, where I'm from? Those are all well and fine but gets kinda redundant, doesn't it?
If you want to know me, come read a long. I'm an open book - or at least try to be.
I try to write a little about everything. I should one day find my niche, one day. I figure, if I keep writing eventually it’ll come. Mostly I write to help inspire. This world can be a pretty damn scary place to live in. The hate crimes. The sexual violence. The bombings and shootings. I want to be able to shed some hope. Even just a sliver. Something to help someone take another step in their day. I started this blog in the hopes I could help change a dark and hatred filled world. I'm not exactly sure I'm actually doing it or not. But, I'm trying.
I also write to get the practice I need. Sometimes I’ll be sweet and awe inspiring. Other times I’ll show a bit of my true self with some dripping sarcasm and stupid humor. Then there are other times I just don’t make sense. Bear with me!
When you come across my page, please feel free to leave me comments - about anything. Open forum. Open door. Open, open, open. I like having discussions about feelings (ya right) and hearing opinions of others about what I write. And other times, it’s just nice to know that someone out there goes through some of the same things I do.
Thanks bunches in taking the time to stop on by! ~Pearls xoxo
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