We Need to Have A Talk About Writing...

When I was a child, which included my teens, I encountered individuals, whom I found to be unsafe, regarding pure honesty.

Maybe they didn't like the choice of words used by me, but their responses were often frightening. As an individual who had undiagnosed Asperger's Syndrome & ADHD, I realized I needed to learn how to couch my thoughts in some sort of coded language, which would act as a buffer between my thoughts and their comprehension of my thoughts.

A few extra seconds of processing just might give me time to run to safety, away from bigger and meaner teenagers.

About those same years I learned the cleansing element of poetry in which I could express some of the painful aspects of teenaged angst in poetic verse, removing it from my heart rather than letting it fester and harm me.

Thus was born my poetic style. I can write about life in words, that help me to deal with problems or create imaginations, that act as a respite or a catharsis for difficult scenarios.

I have found that what is a difficult scenario for one person would mean nothing to another, yet that does not detract from the pain being experienced by the first person.

Currently, a situation in life is affecting me, adversely. At times work and love have very little difference, relationally. Sorry to be slightly graphic, but some individuals are like boogers on the finger. You can't shake them no matter how hard you try! When will I be able to change this scenario? Only The Lord knows!

However, writing about it relieves some of the pressure. The fact that the following poem fits into the format, "Mad Song Stanza," which I learned in the poetry newsletter on Writing.com just yesterday doesn't hurt, either.

I hope you will take time to enjoy "The Noiseless Elf." Good poetry is often great therapy! :D

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The Noiseless Elf  (E) Some people love themselves so much, that the presence of another has very little meaning. #2092364 by Jay O'Toole