Diary of a Poet Week 1

Welcome to 2016 everyone!

I want to firstly say thank you for the support throughout 2015 and I look forward to blogging more this year as well as growth for this blog. I've decided to start a diary here that speaks to how it is for me as a poet on a daily basis. This morning after compiling my goals for 2016 as you can see above I started to reflect on the year 2015. It was an up and down year where friendships and relationships were concerned but as it relates to my writing it was the best year of my life. I was able to publish two poetry books (The Voice of Jamaica and The Poet's Escape) of which I am very very proud. For the year 2015 I was able to write a poem for each day which was as my 2015 resolution. This year I'm not setting any resolutions but goals that I will work on each and everyday that will help to make me a better person.

As a poet it can leave us a bit more in love with our thoughts and the characters in our heads than people around us. This can lead us to forming bad friendships and relationships from time to time but hey that leads to more material for writing. In the same breath our ways of expressions can draw people to is like nothing else could ever because as poets we are able to see the world from several point of views so people can find us to be so relatable. Today,I lost my self in my words and coined my first poem for 2016. Let me know what you think of my first week thoughts and what you would like to hear about next week!!

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