My first ever writing gig

A long time ago, in the yesteryear of 2003, I was an avid writer and pursued it with a passion. I wanted to make a life of writing, and submitted my writings wherever I thought I could get them published. Most were deadends, but one publication actually wanted to publish a poem of mine.

I'm still proud of this poem, for the achievement it represents. I was paid 50 dollars to publish this poem, and I look back on it fondly as a spark that has caused me to continue to create. Yes, I wrote it while in high school so it's only so good...but I'm still proud of it.

Kiss

A soft low note plays into the darkness

Echoing and filling the void

A higher pitched vibrato soon accompanies it

Smoothing out to provide a mellow chord

The forte-piano slowly grows into a fortissimo

Note move together, melody and countermelody

Each moving to fulfill a need; a desire

An occasional wrong note jars the phrase

Off beats and accents standing out of the hum

Soon they both move together, blending perfectly

Each anticipating the others crescendos and dynamics

The music comes to a bursting point of sound

Exploding forth in a tidal wave of ecstasy

Finally a rest is written

And then it slows to a legato

Then she says the words