Written In Blood
I have been writing poetry since the age of twelve and created my first chapbook at the age of fourteen. After showing a few sample poems to friends and neighbors, the chapbook was relegated to a dusty drawer to disintegrate into fodder for a rat’s nest. Some of the poems were good, many I am sure were bad, but all originated from a bludgeoned or joyful heart, mine. I am almost certain the rats found them more pleasurable than any of my human readers.
Poetry distinguished me as different, especially being I was a young man so actively involved in sports (being very good by the way). It was obvious, poetry in some obscure way, frightened people. It wasn’t the words, though I could and can still be quite acerbic and blunt, it was the stereotype of how a male at the time was perceived and judged.
I loved baseball, I could hit golf ball a half mile, I wrestled varsity and was generally an all around athlete, but I loved poetry just a little bit more. It flowed through me and sustained me like blood.
It has been fifty years since that first chapbook visited the light. Since then, I have bled a lot of poetic blood, much of it good, much of it bad, but I can say with certainty that every drop of it was mine.
My first book of poetry, The Wolf Pack Moon, is available in paperback on Amazon.
My second book of poetry, HeartWood, will be published December 2016 by QuickTurtle Books®.
Richard Rensberry, author at QuickTurtle Books®
I believe in poets and poetry. It is important, way more important
than the evening news.
We all have a story.