Poetry and art, a creative journey. A while back, maybe two or three years ago, I decided I wanted to write poetry. Not necessarily the rhyming, jiving, lyrically flowing kind either.
You know, that free verse that’s more of just random thoughts placed into a collection of words. Either way, I got into. So much so, that it has now become a passion. I simply enjoy it. The challenge, the poetic struggle of syllabic sensibility.
See what I did right there?
I find that writing poetry, or what I consider my attempt at it, is fulfilling in a simple way. Yet another selfish pursuit that makes the mind flow. The best part, writing poetry complements the artwork. When I write, I gain focus that helps me in my artistic creations.
When I draw, I get ideas of what to write.
Either way, you can find one of my recent pieces here.
Poetry and art, peanut butter and jelly for the soul.