It seems in today’s world; it is a necessity to have gimmicks. With the technology of today at our disposal, it is so easy to create a new you or to showcase what is you. TikTok, YouTube and everything else in between gives us exposure we never had as an everyday individual in days past, dreaming of what it would be like. There is an unending list that fits into this one demographic: woodworking, painting, singing, acting, comedy and yes, even writing just to name a few.
Where does that leave those us that are low key. Blowing in the wind, grasping for a stronghold, anything that will end the twist and turns of a relentless phenomenon that has taken hold?
My answer? Stay true to you. As an example, I have tried on occasion to replicate art styles that I liked to see how my version would unfold. When I was writing poetry, almost all of my writings were rhymes. Hence, I didn’t consider myself a poet. And it turns out, during my adventures I found myself back to what is me. Isn’t that what is most important in the scheme of things? To be seen as who you are and not what or who you tried to be…not you? It’s ok to have similarities, but your style is unique and it’s you.
I’m not a young pup anymore. My drive has slowed but the flame hasn’t completely diminished.
If you are one to view these many wondrous works of art that we see every day, don’t stop. But try not to look through envious eyes, but gaze with admiration. To be envious is to be somewhat jealous. To admire, well that will open your mind to your own skills and ambitions and isn’t that what we need? Especially in today’s world.
Words spoken, travel through the air alive
Bringing told truth into your mind
As I speak of my love for you
Can you feel my words as they travel?
Do your eardrums tingle as chimes on a string?
Spreading across the land for all to ear?
Can you feel my words to sweet caress?
As the softness of butterflies flutter?
Tender as untouched dew of morning?
Can you feel my words as kindle to fire?
Does your heart burn as a heated furnace?
Will you embrace this truth that crosses my lips?
I need more than just to be heard
I need you to feel my words
Will you? ~ no~ Can you feel my words?
From the room across began a pivotal moment
Crowded though it was mattered not
The breath of your eyes warmed to my soul
Given to me, thine beauty enveloped my heart
Spending the cost of anticipation
Excitement swallowed whole my being
Numb, from the top to end of my existence
Flooded was I by your sparkled eyes set
In the embrace of your beauty that smiled
Hypnotic was the spell cast upon me
Frozen in time was the moment
To remember for now and always
It’s always been this way that I’ve felt
Mine heart has known from the beginning
Craving the return for whence it has displayed
In silent mode singing loudly, un-dauntingly
How were you to know by the silence of my love
I have given to you from within my soul
I longingly ache for the reception to begin
Pass, the murmur of my shyness for fear
To be rejected by the center of yore
Dismayed, I want not to be for pain
Ponder I do from time never ending
Doth your heart beat of love for me?
Of truth I would have an answer to know
So my fear of knowing not would cease
I want not my heart to beat alone
But beat entwined with your beauty
Stave I not to sway from mine feelings
Boldly quiet, my heart beats still
The honor in self worth is held in the beholder
The beholder’s self worth is viewed in mirrors
The mirrors reveal what it sees as truth
The truth is, everything is not as we see it