Poems of My Way 101

Different meanings all combined in nine months of rapid writing along with fortunate, joyful, and restful writing sessions of mine. From the month of August 1994 to the month of May 1995 birthed the nine-month creation of my life’s efforts. A lot came to me. Others just popped into my head. I just had to write and type to keep up.

It was a glorious nine-month period. Almost like water rapids. It could be calm or rough waters. What a great undoing and collecting of time. Back to a time that was somehow lost. You could say this was my inner self being let out from being cooped up for so long—to get out of the cocoon.