Too Much Poetry?

I was speaking with someone recently, a person who is newly in my life, and she has a medical problem which is keeping her inside, and bored. I mentioned writing about it, to help ease her boredom.

I mentioned poetry, and in particular Acrostic poetry, and while my husband, who was in the room with me when I was talking with this woman on the phone, kept on making fun of me. I know poetry is far more important in my life than it is to him, and I’m ok with him laughing at me, it isn’t done with any malicious intent. We both know this poetry, and other writing is an important thing to me, and that’s fine.

So this woman listened to me, and mentioned she used to write a bit, way back in her past. I suggested if she was thinking of giving it a go again, now would be a good time for it, and she agreed.

I expect to be seeing this lovely woman again soon, and I can’t help wondering whether she may bring a brand new poem with her, to show to me. If she does, and enjoyed writing it, that will be a great thing. If she didn’t write anything, but enjoyed the possibility of doing it, that is still a good thing.

If she gave it no further thought, it won’t be a disaster, but that doesn’t mean it may never happen! I realise not everyone is as ‘into’ poetry as I am, we all have our own interests, and things we like. I just hope that some people find poetry, and see the way it can be so helpful in many different ways! Poetry and therapy, such a fine and healing combination!