A Book Of Rhyme, Rhythm, And Time

Introduction

My poetry isn't poetry. 

It's words with rhythm and meaning.

Some will rhyme, 

But half the time,

It's just words with rhythm and meaning.

. . .

Did I ever fancy myself a poet? Not at all. Most of my life (so far) I've fiercely avoided all forms of poetry. I still don't embrace them like others do. In fact, I still don't fancy myself a poet.

I don't believe that the things I come up with are poetry. Others may go on and on about how nature is poetry, love is poetry, all of the world is poetry, but I'm not one who will do that or believe it. My world isn't poetry. It's fierce words that spin in my head—not swear words, just words with lots of meaning. I don't write poetry, I write about my feelings. I write as I'm inspired to by whatever happens in the course of my life. This book is the collection of relatable experiences that I've transcribed.

I find that a rhyme or rhythm to my work makes it feel right. Thus, while some of these pieces may qualify as poetry, it's not intended to be so. It's intended to be like a story put to song, striking images in your mind — every time I read my work, it does that to me.

I don't write poetry. I write a lyrical journal, and decided to share it with more people. This is my life you're about to see, the rants and rages, the happy, blissful moments, and the utterly hopeless ones. I don't put a filter in my journal. I write whatever I think about whatever is happening, and I encourage teen girls everywhere to do the same.

Putting more than just a word to whatever I feel works for me. I can write about what's happening and more accurately express how I feel. This is the ultimate collection of all the dinnertime conversations I kept to myself. It's my soul speaking to my mind, and my heart speaking to my body. It's dialogue and it's a story, a glimpse inside of another person's mind.