Making A Life Through Poetry
Poetry isn't something you find on a list of career options in your guidance councilors office at school -- at least that was the way it was for me. Being a poet wasn't --and in most cases-- still isn't looked at as a way to make a good living, however, through the fog of direction--poetry chose me at 21 years old. It harnessed itself to me and has dared me to let go ever since. Let go of what-- you might ask! Well, let go of the traditional way to live life. Let go of a host of ideas of what my life was and is supposed to become.
The hardest part about being/becoming a poet was moving into the space where I honored my truth by calling myself a poet. The title was something I wandered away from more times than I care to mention. When I'm in a room full of people tossing back and forth their professions, I say --almost as a whisper-- "I am a poet" after it spills from my lips I get these incredulous looks, some filled with intrigue while others stare at me with blank expressions. I've kinda gotten used to these moments because I've been saying "I AM A POET" for more than a decade. People always want to know how I make a living and I reply "Poetry is not about making a living, Poetry is about making a life." At some point after this statement cuts the density in the room and tilted heads return to their place most people applaud me with their comments.
The journey to becoming a poet was and still is more than the simple act of calling myself a poet. Poetry is who I am all day everyday, not necessarily with pen in hand, sitting in front of a computer screen or hugging a microphone onstage---I am always scribbling poems in my head. I really dislike when I lose one because I wasn't fast enough in getting to some sort of writing tool. Poems are enigmatic but then again so am I. I've always been the cooky one in the family so it's no wonder that I can be found scribbling metaphors onto paper at all times of the day or night. Like a little mouse searching for a piece of cheese I'm always in search of a beautiful or intriguing way of describing what is at the core of my being.
I believe real poetry writes itself and uses its muse (the poet) to shake up the ordinary. Poetry is a blank sheet of paper or a blank computer screen screaming at the world to be filled. Poetry is the night and the morning combined. There is no part of a day that poetry isn't a source of inspiration to a POET.
These new days wake me in more ways than one. The sun tickles my eyelids warming my early morning moments, bringing me into the revelation that I have another glorious day to be a POET. This poetic life is my bread of life...my perfection...the reason I have breath to let go of...even in the darkest hours I wander through the pain...smiling...smiling within the space that will forever give birth to new POETRY.
Are You A Poet?
Are you a poet or are you struggling with the concept of being and living as a poet. If you can answer the above question then I believe you are well on your way to being the poet you desire to be. "Remember one thing, being a poet is not about being liked or admired, it is not about being rich or famous, it is not about being someone special, it is simply about being... Being a poet is about being a poet." Sharing your poetry is what this is all about. Simply finding ways to inspire yourself and others with your poems (I believe) is what this whole poetic journey is about! So write on, share as much as you can (there are many many places online where one can read and share great poetry) and live your dream!