Rarely will I write an introduction to my poems. Perception is a very interesting thing. Having the reader perceive it in a way that I never intended is really cool. Art is subjective and that’s what I love about it. It’s a double-edged sword because I had this perception when I got serious about writing way back in 2007 that if “I built it they would come.” A lot of ugly crying ,staring at my blank computer screen while crying and trying to figure out if I could promote on Google Play made me realize that’s not the case. I wrote the poem below back in 2021. I felt this surge of positive energy. I shared it on my Instagram in hopes of sending good vibes that people could feel. As my resolve is wavering a bit, in terms of pursuing writing as a career and failing again for the umpteenth, I read these words again. I thought I would share them and hopefully it gives you some positive vibes.
Less
A bottomless pit.
A flightless dream.
Motionless legs.
Breathless lungs.
Countless tears.
Sleepless nights.
Limitless doubts.
A senseless life?
Nevertheless
A relentless push.
Priceless support.
Boundless ambition.
A meaningful life.
SONYA A WATSON 