Monday, December 16, 2013

My First Poem

What was the first "piece" that you ever wrote?  What started you out?  I've been thinking about this a lot lately, and I really hope that you guys give me some feedback on this.  It's so inspiring!!  My first one was a poem that I wrote about my dad I believe.  I don't even know where it is anymore, but I remember a bit of it.  It still gives me the giggles, because I wrote it when I was like, 8.
"'re the dad of my days
     the light of my life,
     how happy I am
     that mom is your wife!..."
Something to that effect.... lol.
A lot of what I wrote was poetry until I got older.  Then I wrote all kinds of things, the only one missing is a book.  I will write my book.  It may only be one, but I'll write it.  I have so many inspiring people around me!!  I wanted to pass that love onto my children, so one of their Christmas gifts was a journal.  I explained to them what journals were all about, and what they were meant for.  They got so excited, they started scribbling away immediately!  I loved it!  I don't think it matters so much what you start out writing, it matters that you do it, and love what you are doing.  A lot of my passion for writing grew as my knowledge grew.  All of us have a need to express ourselves, so encourage those around you to get it down on paper!  So please, share with me your first experiences as a writer! 


  1. And one of YOUR Christmas gifts was a journal! :-) Here is my first poem, from 2nd grade (an award-winning poem, I might add):

    Snow is like a white rose in a bride’s hand
    With a lacy little white band.
    She holds it very carefully so she will not drop it,
    Then it drifts out of her hand, into her pocket.

    I can’t remember the rest off the top of my head, but it had something to do with blossoms in the a song the sweet birds sing...anyway, 2nd grade. Good times. ;-)

    Here is one more that I wrote sometime in middle school, I think:

    There once was a fly on the wall
    Who was mighty afraid that he’d fall.
    But when he looked down
    He saw that the ground
    Was not very far down at all!

    I thought it was very clever, because duh, a fly doesn’t have to worry about falling because he can FLY! LOL!

    I love your poem, by the way! Super cute. ;-)

  2. Ah, the first thing I remember writing was pretty epic. It was a story with a princess and a dragon in it. And the dragon was a flower first, who got grumpy because the princess plucked it and threw it out of the garden. So it turned into a dragon. Naturally.

    My second story had a princess too--and a turtle who had a map on the back of his hand. So he could say, "I know this forest like the back of my hand." Har har har.



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