Ever been in a room for hours with a space heater?
Set to 80 degrees, oh, me either!
Seriously, you quickly get used to the heat
And don’t realize that it’s too hot until you get up out of your seat
Or when someone else enters with a different perspective
And shouts, ‘it’s gettin’ hot in herre!, not quite like Nelly, but disrespective
That’s how poetry is to me, comfortable, familiar, and warm
As I venture to short stories and novels, I’m torn
Actually quite terrified of beginning again, and trying something new
Taking a leap of faith is like jumping into a new pool
I know how to write/swim
But as I hold my breath and jump in
Feet first, as I float in the cold creative unknown - it’s time to get to work!
10/7/21