When I initially started writing poetry, it was because of a boy. Not the happy bits where I was so excited to get to know him and everything was magical. The hard parts where I felt like he’d ripped open my chest, snatched out my heart, and bludgeoned it with a brick.
Oh teenage angst, how I don’t miss thee.
But this did seem to start a precedent for me. I tend to draw on the sadder, darker moments for poetry. It helps me to process the moment, sure, but it also seems like an easier well for me to draw.
What about you? Do you write more about sad moments? Are the happy things that make your pen move for your verses? Or are emotions more of a part of the journey rather than a destination for your poetry?
If you have a poem that’s about a goodbye, be sure to share it for this week’s prompt.