Kandrew’s Profile

As I posted my poems on this site, I realized it had been years and years since I've read them. They brought me back to places I wish I had never been, yet in remembering them, I was forced to recognize and be grateful for the beautiful place where I now reside. The difference in my life between then and now is so great and vast that had those things in my past not affected me so deeply and cut wounds so roughly, I would have thought some one else put those words on paper.(back when we used paper). But wound they did. And deep they cut. And so I wrote them as they happened...and I'm glad I did. Surely I would not today be the person I am, had these events never taken place. As I read the poems of others, I was touched by their heartfelt pain, and admired their willingness to open their curtains and let the world look in. I also found myself smiling when I could peer into the joy of a mother's heart, a father's discovery, a child's victory. Oh the range of emotions we feel, express, and overcome! Maybe our poetry doesn't always have the right form or rythym for some...but hey, life itself is like that, ain't it? We have been created in such a way that although no two of us are exactly alike, each one of us has walked through similar pain and joy ...and surely, if we are willing to get past the fear of judgement, we have a lesson to share, a gift to give...and so...a reason to write...and even...to read. I'm glad there are places like this to honor the pieces of our life that make the whole of it.