Something I’ve been meaning to do for awhile is transfer over some of my old writing from when I really started trying to do it for “fun.” I’ll place these in my “Creative Writing” section but they will have “Review:” before the title of the original. I’ll then copy the original text, and then write about it.
I think this will be a fun exercise so I can see my emotional, mental, and technical growth as both a writer and a person. Maybe you’ll get some level of enjoyment from it too.
So, let’s dive in: May 21, 2009. 17 year old me was as fresh as fresh could be out of high school, and college was looming in the distance:
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A gentle breeze swept across the great field
The sky was blue without a cloud in sight
The long swaying grass stretched beyond all view
It seemed as if it went on forever
In this calm field one’s thoughts may freely bloom
Much like the wild flowers that grow about
Fed by their freedom and the shining sun
Without a fear of destruction or harm
So stay awhile in my humble abode
And share or learn and feel always at home
Safe in the fields where one is free to be
In these endless Fields of Enlightenment
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I think my repetition of the words with the “free” root adequately frames where my head was at when I wrote this. I felt like my freedom was beginning to take shape, and I was opening myself up to the world and all the possibilities. I wanted to be a person that shared their thoughts, and encouraged conversation.
I like to think I’ve lived up to that desire.
Present me thinks of a spring day in a forest clearing as this location, and I imagine the people I care about gathering there to enjoy the beauty of the world and each other. I wonder how different that vision is from back then?
Overall, I think it’s held up decently well. I feel like I could write something similar today, but these somehow don’t feel like my words.
Rampant Swan 