Tina Time

3/11/06

So here it is, life has gone on, the big day has come and gone and for everyone else life must seem pretty much the same as before that day, but for me, it is a whole new world. To have the answer to the question on what are you here for? or what is my purpose? or what is my gift? is amazing, euphoric, simply unbelievable! and while I am realistic enough to know that this honeymoon, energized feeling will not last forever, I also know I will be able to look back and draw on this memory and this happiness anytime.

In fact, if nothing more ever happened to me concerning poetry, I could be totally satisfied with knowing that I am able to touch the hearts of my friends and family. Of course, I long to have a larger voice, to reach and touch outside the circle of my immediate and current life, and this is the crux of this endeavour, to raise this voice and see if it still stands with strangers.

But the outcome of the first attempt to share a body of work, vs a piece or two, was so welcomed and encouraged that it has fueled me to the point where I cannot be stopped in the pursuit of my dream!

I don't think I explained the concept of Personal Verses well at the reading, but this is the type of poem that Personal Verses refers to, one written to a specific person or for a specific occassion. I would be delighted to write one for you.

This is for all of you who were there with me, those who could not be, but sent your thoughts and well wishes and prayers:


After the Glow...

The dawn has just broken on what looks to be
A brand new life waiting, one I can’t wait to see
Your being there with me, as I climbed the first rung
Listening intently as the words rolled off my tongue
Meant more to my heart than mere words can declare
The love filled the room up because you were there
I’m so grateful and humbled that you took out the time
And shared with me what had been previously mine
Your kindness and encouragement have helped me to know
That ideas make a difference and help us to grow
I’m inspired to work hard to mature in my art
And invite you along and to please play a part
Of the journey that stretches as I struggle to decode
And make sense of the gift with which I’ve been bestowed
For no doubt exists from where this talent extends
The rhymes and the rhythms are not mine in the end
I just solve the puzzle of what words to put where
Rendering dreams whispered as they float in the air




so, let me know if you are reading this blog, leave me a comment, would love to hear from you... Tina Ann