Right now, I wish I was a poet. I wish I actually thrived on rearranging words on the page and creating images that can only be expressed in such a manner. I wish I could find those hidden meanings that take people three or four reads and then they go, “ah ha! I get it now.” I don’t know why I have this wish right now. In fact most of my life I’ve been a self-proclaimed poem disliker….I won’t say hater because there have always been poems here and there I’ve liked, but I’d never search out poetry to read.
I find myself lately wishing I could better express myself in words….maybe write a novel or some other sort of book….and then today poetry. I must be going crazy.