I joined a challenge to create a poem inspired by the word “road”. And because I am me, I came up with something that wasn’t just about roads, long and winding as some  may be.    Somewhere along that road you will see The footsteps I left behind, so you could follow me. Can’t you see the rocks on the road that I’ve left behind? It’s for you to find me here going almost out my mind. Sitting here, on…

Ten years ago, I joined a network of poets that rallied every Thursday. We’d visit each other’s blogs, read and comment on each other’s poems, and nominate blogs that we truly enjoyed. It was a fun time. I got to write poetry and connect with people who did the same. Unfortunately, as time wen by, I became more caught up with work life that I had less and less time to join the weekly rallies. I eventually stopped joining, but…

My first relationship was when I was fourteen. At that time, that age was still pretty early to get into boys and whatnot. Funny, though, that I had my first relationship at this age, but I only fell in love about a year or two later. I wrote this poem because of an impending breakup. Trust me when say that the poem had more emotion than the actual breakup. That’s the thing I love about poetry. I can start with…