Happy Memorial Day, everyone!!! Hope you’re enjoying the three-day weekend.
I spent most of my weekend cleaning out my closet. I knew I had a lot crammed in there, but I didn’t realize how much stuff. There were things I’d completely forgotten about, like yearbooks…from elementary school. (Yikes! Time to get rid of those.)
Wasn’t I adorable?
Two of the things I unburied reminded me how long I’ve been writing. They’re two books: one poetry and one essays from high school. These books were the published works of all the finalists and winners for the Northeastern United States high school poetry and essay contests.
I was a finalist in both, and I thought it’d be fun to share a sonnet written during my years of teenage angst.
What lies beyond the stars high above us?
The glowing fire that consumes my soul lost,
bright burning fires expand my want and lust.
New life born from the bitter black is just?
Long lost places shrouded in mysteries deep,
long lost souls that I must keep hidden clear,
great nightmares of destruction in my sleep,
I see all this and wait to shed a tear.
Up floating high, no I’m afraid to fly,
wait, do we fly or remain down inside?
Inside is cold and dark and black, oh my!
Loved ones, are you happy or sad, I’ve cried.
I sit wondering for what holds the key;
one day long into the future I’ll see.
That poem was courtesy of ninth grade. Funny thing is that as I re-read that poem, I clearly pictured what I’d intended it to be about. Memory is fascinating: how you can remember so vividly something you’d forgotten about when a touchstone presents itself. My touchstone was the poetry book.
Do you have any long lost writing?
(Photo courtesy of myself.)