Why I Write

I’d like to share a poem for the Ragtag Daily Prompt word — Write today. But first my personal writing journey so far in a few words.

“Writing has had many guises for me. At school I loved to write. I’d always hand in way more pages of a story than anyone else in class.
Years later as hardship and loss weighed heavily on my shoulders, I met Holly and wrote many mysteries with her. She rescued me by allowing me to spend time in her world. Writing then was for pure pleasure. I didn’t care about publishing, I was writing purely for me.
When I was nudged into publishing, I found that to be my biggest mistake. I discovered publishers exist as criminals working in broad daylight, editors seek only to make your story there’s and claim the glory for themselves. I learned nobody cares about your story unless you write it their way. Writing then became miserable as people destroyed my dreams of seeing Holly published.
I nearly gave up the lot but my friends wouldn’t let me. Now, I’m trying to return to the beginning and just writing for me and the pleasure of it – those are the only reasons now why I write.”

Why I Write

Morning, noon and night, I love to write

Come, I’ll show why I fill pages, once white 

It begins with my characters, talking in my head

They’re with me in the morning, in my dreams when I go to bed

You see, I have great imagination – I’m not mad 

In fact my characters make me smile, make me glad

The wonderful tales they tell, excite me, give me a thrill

So of to my desk I go, with a whim and a will

A plan I make, my character’s story starts to grow

Into their world I go, it is their life I must show

Vicariously I live through the eyes of my muses

They make me laugh, cry and mad- the ones with short fuses

My fingers move fast weaving words into magic tales

My mind moves faster, putting life into exhilarating sails

I get energised, invigorated by the stories I write

Mystery, romance, adventure and fantasies fill a page, once white

You see, while you dream of meeting that special one

I’ve already met mine, shared love and had fun

I know you wish for a big adventure, now and then

I have adventures every time I pick up my pen

My friends are my characters in a world where I have few

They don’t judge me, don’t mock me like real people do

That’s why you live one life, while I live at least three

Welcome to my world, that’s why I write you see

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Thank you for reading, have a great day!