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This post marks the beginning of my sharing with you, a journey which I am thrilled to be starting out on. A fitting start is to share a poem I wrote during National Poetry Writing Month (April) 2019. The goal of that particular challenge is to write a poem every single day. I completed the month with even more than 30 poems, along with a reinforced attitude: Prioritizing pressing forward over persistent perfection leads to progress. (Hooray for alliteration!) Improvements can be made later, after the creative flow has slowed. But even that, of course, never even comes into play if one does not begin.
In the Beginning
An empty canvas bears an eyeless stare
A manuscript that’s blank a faceless glare
Demanding masterful resulting art
And so the keys are still, never to start
And uselessly the dry brush laid aside
The canvas haunts because it’s left untried
A page deleted for the lack of words
And budding dreams are buried, oft in herds
And all for fear! The fear of ‘done before’
Or ‘poorly done’ or ‘It could be much more’
I mourn young inspirations early dead
Just think a world enriched by them instead!
Courageous must the mark initial be
Not flawlessness the goal to be achieved
But in the spirit of the masters old:
No beauty comes without attempts untold.