3 March madness months ago..I mean years ago..2015 I was in school and trying to escape with my blog( like that’s something I haven’t done in the past), and I wrote a day #1 piece of poetry..and this led to piece #2..telling a story..or at least trying to formulate it into a streak of writing.
Here I am and it is March madness all over again and life feels more complicated and yet better than ever. I think I mean that our world has gotten more complicated. However, that is the joy of creativity. No one really ever knows what you are trying to say, they only see what you are saying. And even that, well, gets you into a whole other dialogue of what should you be talking about instead of what you want to talk about.
I want to dive into something..this is usually how 60 days starts..it starts with a flow of ideas that have been building and I end up attaching myself to a few lines and going from there.
‘ The gig and the rig’ was all about reflecting on childhood which has made its way into a lot of writing. It was supposed to be about how wanting to be famous was never the answer to wanting to be known..but that is how it was. God was there and apart of the equation to because we all know being a movie star for Jesus is much more worth it then just living for Him in the first place.
The rig was this “stage and set” of the place that all the work had to happen. This dream was detached from reality and now here I am..32 and growing..and I have never had to work harder at achieving the same dream I am not after anymore..you see?
March 10th…I started this post..
Full of complications,
Time wrinkled today,
Time spent on delay,
Green for the Irish,
Didn’t you countdown to that night, too?
Downtown Pomona for Ya,
Downtown with you on that day,
Are the brakes still screaming,
Even when I am leaving?
Its madness to not write it,
Even crazier to not say,
But if you want to speak,
Be louder than the peak.
The highest you can climb,
The Pike down the street,
I feel the weak…
Should it continue,
Do you want it to?