"klumas" poems
I started growing
measuring each incremental inch
in the doorway frame
grinning as it clearly showed
a spurt.
Although my bones were aching
I ran as fast as I could
to the corner and back
time and time again
Challenging my small young frame
to ache
and grow
And, oh, the pleasure
of those growing aches
as I leaped
to push
upward
taller
older.
Those aches felt so good!
lawrence j klumas
© july 2014
Jul 12, 2014
Jul 12, 2014 at 5:07 PM UTC
Experience was something
I did not have.
At twenty two
I wanted to write
imitating F. Scott Fitzgerald
publishing; perhaps fame.
Ah, writing would reign a
rewarding adventure.
And, write I did
causing in readers no
astounding appreciation
regardless of literary vehicle.
Despite failure
I did not stop writing
Although functionally
creating policy and procedures
elucidating military or higher education
prescriptions for guidance and direction
it satisfied some aching spot
fulfilling an internal
need for writing creatively.
Now I know
need must precede desire
desire must be infused with passion
passion perseverance and publishing
leads to experience.
Experience is
the prescription
for writing well.
lawrence j. klumas
© july 2014
Aug 7, 2014
Aug 7, 2014 at 7:51 PM UTC