There are no beginnings or endings

But this is a beginning. My friend told me I should start a poetry blog and to my own shame I already have this one, and don't use it. I want to start using it though so every wednesday from now on I am going to post my poetic progress. I am an aspiring sacramento poet and I like to read at Luna's open mic to get inspired and filled with those creative juices. I am just going to write what I have been doing with poetry, write about my process, my failings, my successes, my readings, my writings, my procrastinantion. I really love writing but I put it on the backburner so often I am more a chef than a writer in that I cook nearly everyday and the only writing I do daily is journal related. Ah honesty, such a cliff of fear. But as no one I know can read this, welcome stranger, welcome to the strange world that is me. Hopefully you will see a birth here from embrionic poet to living Poet. Why does birth have to be so painful? Deep breath, Push, Deep Breath Push, Deep Breath Push. Now I feel centered and like pooping. What do I believe writing is?
The simplest way to write is to find an idea that excites you and then write as much as you can about it. Then read over what you wrote and keep only the good stuff. Poetry, in my opinion, is getting as much feeling as possible into a short writing. Feeling can be conveyed by any of the poetic devices, rhyme, rhythm, etc, play around and see what moves you chances are it will move someone else.