I put artist on my bio due to being an artist and good content encourages thought. Thought should be encouraged either to stop or think more. Some a a little more than the other. Myself I have had to think broader than most having had to face allot more than perhaps most.
Andy studied Bass and Music Theory in college. He also draws art, is a good writer and shares in the creative content on our platform. We did try to set up a band when we were younger to find we really aren’t compatible with too many types.
Right now I want to talk about my Poetry.
Growing up I tried to have a diary. Some say jokes about social media and diary’s, I get it. Tho not everything is open to the public. Growing up I tried to have a diary. Living in an abusive dysfunctional family, what was a self care hobby turned into too much work. I turned to poetry. Poetry encouraged thought and broadness I needed. I could be talking in a poem how I wanted to give up and felt helpless while the topic people were unaware praising its creativity. I have found some who are vindictive can use it as a power play. I have also found some use my work to bring healing during a difficult time.
My mom in law was an amazing artist. I told her how I wished I could paint and sculpt like her. She said while her art is on the outside, mine is painting on someones mind. That is fascinating to me the mental note and she was unaware her words painted on my mind.
In school I loaded up on creative writing classes. My favorite instructor was the journalism teacher who taught creative writing. She gave me a letter of recommendation for college I tore up after becoming a homeless teen. I appreciated her teachings, time and recommendation. Instead of going on to college I ended up doing more. I even had my child come home from college to tell me his teacher teased him that my grammar is old school (oxford comma) and how he was one of the few who knew how to read and write in cursive. I am grateful for my teachers giving me the gift to experience that.
This poem I wrote when I was suicidal as a teen. I had someone ask to use it for a funeral card poem which I gave permission. I also had it copyrighted after winning an award I couldn’t attend but was appreciative.
Learn from the Grave
Stand over my grave,
think of me,
the way you thought I should be.
Look over my patterns
Learn from me
Be everything you wanted to be
Reach for the Sky
Spread Your Wings.
Let your thoughts of me go free
Love me not for who I was
But who I was supposed to be
I write my poetry to mental music. This poem I was going to write in a song when I wanted to be a rock star growing up. I sang in Church Choir in my adult years because I love singing. My Choir Leader was a College Instructor who gave his time to the church. I used to know how to read music and my range was Baritone to High Soprano due to all my practicing. I no longer have an interest in being a rock star. I am grateful a skill used to overcome difficulty can be so beautiful.
An elder used to tell me to let the seemingly bad bring good. She also said there is a difference in humility and humiliation. I do push that line.
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