I live in verse
I think in rhyme
Thinking, rhyming
All the time
The sadness that you all may see
It’s all poetry to me
The happiness your feeling now
Turns into rhyme for me somehow
I don’t know how
Or even why
It sings to me from deep inside
And it makes up
The best of me
Living, breathing poetry
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My name is Kimberly LaRocca and I live in Florida. My husband and I have been together for 16 years and we have 4 boys. My earliest memory of writing was probably in 5th grade. I wrote a short story and won the Pride Award for writing. I look back at the story now and realize that writing is what I’m suppose to do. But life happens, I got distracted, went to college for something totally different and just stopped writing. I’d write things throughout the years and just file it away. I have a stack of composition books with ideas or thoughts that I had at a particular moment. After a series of car accidents I found myself a stay at home mom and I begin to write again. I had forgotten how much I loved to write. I don’t know if anyone else feels this way, but when I sit to write it just flows naturally. I was shocked when I had my ah-hah moment and realized this is how I will leave my mark. The wonderful thing about writing is that I can create something that no one else ever has in the history of the world. I think that makes us all pretty special.
All poems written by Kimberly LaRocca, copyright © 2011
Contact: info at kimberlylarocca dot org
Jingle
September 23, 2010 at 7:05 pm
that’s a sweet song for poets…
love it!
Jingle
September 23, 2010 at 7:11 pm
the best of me living, breathing poetry, how nice to hear that….
poetry is part of the poet’s soul.
Kristen Haskell
September 23, 2010 at 7:14 pm
Poetry is the soul’s way of recharging its battery – it sings to me from deep inside. Loving poem.
Kimberly's Page
September 23, 2010 at 7:43 pm
Thank you all.
liv2write2day
September 23, 2010 at 8:47 pm
Lovely, Kimberly. And it’s a good thing you let those rhymes come out to play.
Victoria
http://liv2write2day.wordpress.com/2010/09/23/ear-worms-a-poem-for-jingles-poetry-rally/
Lu Ann
September 24, 2010 at 2:04 am
“The best of me
Living, breathing poetry” It must be really nice to live like that!
http://likesomepassingafternoon.blogspot.com/2010/09/empty.html
Kiera
September 24, 2010 at 9:42 am
I can so relate to this; great to hear that other writers are the same.
Thanks for sharing
xx
Someone Is Special
September 24, 2010 at 1:44 pm
Breathing poetry.. Lovely verse..
Rhyming Waters
–Someone Is Special–
woih
September 24, 2010 at 1:50 pm
and you do it well! great rythym. reads very smoothly.
Rätsel Ewig
September 24, 2010 at 8:06 pm
Lovely!
I agree with it 100%…
Living, breathing poetry
marisol4you
September 25, 2010 at 9:23 am
Living, breathing poetry. That is so true.
Sina Saberi : The Blog
September 26, 2010 at 2:56 pm
and doesn’t it just feel amazing, just to feel alive!
Kimberly's Page
September 26, 2010 at 4:32 pm
Yes it does.
Leo (Leonnyes)
September 26, 2010 at 6:21 pm
oh I so relate to this
wonderful.. amazing feeling..!
Rally Week 29, My Poem
Reetam Majumder
September 27, 2010 at 8:22 am
you wrote about the poet… would love to see more poems along these lines later. you haven’t said it all, have you?
Kimberly's Page
September 27, 2010 at 12:31 pm
Not by a long shot. Just getting started.
2zpoint
October 2, 2010 at 12:03 am
sometimes we can put things into a rhyme and draw things…brilliant things from our sub conscience great intuition you have.
Purvi
October 7, 2010 at 6:45 pm
So well said Kimberley! U say it for us all..
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I am:
http://puplumages.wordpress.com/2010/09/11/memories-rain/