Brenda Barnhart

I just enjoy writing. My writing method: I often feel the inspirational urge swell inside as I'm writing so I go with the flow, and a new poem is born.

I'm not an educated person (except high school) and I have not explored the formalities of poetry writing, although I have recently started learning certain forms of poetry in an online writing group I'm in. So, I can't even say what my own poetry "style" or "signature" is! How strange or sad is that?

Anyway, one thing I love doing is find poetry in everyday words, such as this email conversation I had with a friend once that I turned into a poem (with their permission):

"Snow is Great, But..."

Sittin and watching snow fall
is great, I do have to say
I love the way the leaves change
colors in the fall
and when the snow falls

But it�s the clean-up and cold
that isn�t so fun

Monday was beautiful...
I went to the store to shop
for some lunch for the week.
I loved looking around
everything was white

but now it�s brown.
Damn sanders!

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This was their actual words in the conversation:

"Sitting and watching snow fall is great. I do have to say I love the fall when the leaves change colors and when snow falls.... but it's the clean-up and cold weather that isn't so fun.

Monday was beautiful. I went out to the store to finish my "weekly lunch" shopping and I loved looking around. Everything was white. NOW IT'S BROWN. DAM SANDERS!"

I just love doing that!