I started to feel sad about this blog, my views and likes suddenly tanked. It may be because I haven’t been out and about reading other blogs for a while. It’s not lack of interest by any means.
My life has been a bit upended and it’s taken me time to assimilate the facts and the changes, and the odd thing it does to relationships. It’s very confusing and unsettling. I hit a crisis last night that has settled me again.
I doubt if I was writing in the same tone, I wouldn’t be surprised if the spark was missing. I did mislay it for a while. To put it mildly.
So…
I started thinking about refocusing my website. I’ve struggled for years to find an identity that is me. Played with many names.
Yesterday I decided to take refuge in poetry. It’s my first love because you can say so much and wrap it in softer words and phrases.
You can put challenging situations down on paper and they rarely offend or cause upset, because you talk of the emotions in gentle terms. People can relate.
I had more likes yesterday than for at least a month. Not huge numbers, but enough to put a much needed smile on this bewildered face.
It was just lovely. Thank you.
Finally
I did the daily prompt this morning as I enjoy trying to answer repeat questions differently. That’s a challenge of its own.
Then I thought “I’ll write another poem”. Voice of the Heart popped into my head. Not as a poem title, although it will be, but as the title for my work.
I used to say years ago that my voice box was located in my heart. I always want to speak from love, seek to understand, be truly compassionate, share kindness, be respectful, and have no need to ‘be’ inclusive – because it’s what I am.
It’s not a politically correct stance, it’s not virtue signalling. I’ve been hurt so many times that it doesn’t matter to me how anyone presents, if they are nice to me, even become a friend, I will get down on my knees and thank God for them. Sincerely with all my heart.
So…
Voice of the Heart
It is.
Expect more poetry.
Best love
Amorah – Deb
Deb Hawken - Amorah 