Lately, this stream of poetry has been running through my head.
Not “proper” poetry, mind you.
I learned all about the sonnets, and iambic pentameter, and so many different methods of penning prose, it makes my head spin, sometimes. And I’ve written a lot of proper poetry.
But lately… lately, the raw emotion of spoken word has been moving me. It’s been coursing through my dreams, and ambushing me while I’m driving or in the shower.
It won’t leave me alone.
So, today, I recorded it.
It’s my latest “YAWP,” and I hope you’ll find value in my story. Perhaps, it is your story, as well.
Does it move you? Please, give it a “share.”