A Personal Journey

If someone had told me years ago, poetry would make my name. I would have politely smiled and nodded yes, and not believed a word of it. I remember once attending a poetry reading and calmly getting up and declaring I was not a poet, and then wondered why everyone laughed. They must have realised something I did not know that in fact, I was a poet, of course, that was a long time ago, and much waters have crossed under the bridge of my life. The doodles I once called poems were in fact poems after all. Some were much better than I could ever dream of. It took me a long time and the internet to realise that fact. Now I have started a new dawn within my writing career, taken steps down roads I never thought I would go. The journey has not been unmarked, as I have gained so much more than just becoming recognised as a writer. I have gained so many friends across the world. Something I could have only dreamed about in my younger years. 17 April 2008