Why Writers Write

Why Writers Write

© 2019 by P Michael Biggs

I am a writer,

therefore, I write.

Whether I am a great writer,

or just a pretty good writer

matters not.

I shall write till the day I die.

You see, life is happening to me.

I’m having experiences,

I have memories.

I know things about things,

and I know people.

For me, writing is learning,

and reliving, and experimenting,

and good for my heart.

Writing is also inspirational.

Most of the time, I’ll read out loud

something I’ve just written.

I hear my voice, my inflections,

my emotions, telling me

what I already know.

I sometimes marvel at what I write.

I marvel because sometimes,

I’ve had stupid experiences,

I’ve said dumb things.

I’ve thought incorrectly,

I’ve expressed outlandish phrases.

I marvel at my lacks … and smile.

You see, I learn from these

mutual imperfections.

And I marvel when a tiny seed

of astounding truth and beauty

sneaks from my fingers onto this

Mac computer thing.

I marvel that my mind

just put that string together

and it is a good thing I created.

Writing gives me hope.

I’ve come to understand

my greatest power in writing.

It is my power to choose.

And I can make some darn good choices.

And so, I write,

and you read,

and our minds touch

at odd moments

along the way.

I shall continue to write

for both of us.

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The World Ends - The World Begins

The World Ends – The World Begins

© 2019 by P Michael Biggs

When I was eight,

I wanted a new bike.

I didn’t get it and

my world ended.

When I was nine,

I got a new bike.

My world began anew.

I’ve had so many endings,

and so many beginnings,

and I’ve lived a good life

between those times.

I still get my hopes up

over the smallest of dreams,

and yet,

when that dream ends,

I dream again,

and my world begins again.

What a cycle.

What a life.

It is full of

hopes and dreams,

endings and beginnings.

I love my life.

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Originals by P Michael Biggs

How Can We

How Can We?

Saturday, February 2, 2019

© 2019 by P Michael Biggs

Of all the questions

being asked today,

this is the right one.

How can we?

Not, how could you?

Not, why didn’t you?

How can we?

Isn’t it a part of the

“Know Thyself” movement?

Isn’t it a large part of the

understanding of the

present moment?

To finish the thought:

How can we …

Solve race issues

Solve the growing national debt

Solve the meddling of other nations

in our election process?

How can we …

Grow old together,

all of us?

Reduce the national debt

and ultimately this

How can we get along together?

Perhaps, this is the question

we should seek to solve.

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Originals by P Michael Biggs