Evolution comes in waves

Oh.
My.
God.
The gentle strumming of your guitar
is killing me
killing me
killing me.
And I am forever lost in waves that buoy me
up and down
up and down
up and down
Until the sun peaks on the horizon
and I can finallyโ€ฆ
catch my breath.

C. 2008

*Inspired by that phase in my life (twenties) when I was so fascinated with erotic literature and Romantic poetry. This poem is part of my first poetry series, Poems to Eros. I have 30 poems in that suite. Written intermittently through the years fresh out of college (2006-2012). A time of getting out into the world, meeting new people and being seen by someone other than your school friends. It was definitely not a boring time for me at all. ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ˜‰

But as I lost my grasp of those years now and learned all the lessons I needed from them, my writing also grew. There was a time I thought I would continue writing and adding to Poems to Eros until I grew into my ’40s (maybe even beyond), but what a relief it is to discover that I outgrew that already and it’s okay. That it’s okay to let go of something you once were passionately entangled with literary-wise and in life, and allow the currents to guide you to more substance and depth, even maturity and groundedness. That it’s all a part of your constant evolution and unfolding. ๐Ÿ’—

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Poem to Eros is published!

One of five poems I submitted got published on the erotic poetry anthology of NY Literary Mag. It feels great and inspiring seeing my words and name in print.

I hope this is only the beginning of more writing jewels to share with the world. Cheers, and thank you, Muse!

Poem to Eros in NY Lit Mag FLAMES Poetry Contest

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