I don’t even know how to begin, I’m so excited.
I guess I should say welcome. Welcome readers and those submitting to #JustStartWriting. This is hopefully the beginning of something super sweet.
The first piece ever submitted to #JSWTogether is from my good friend Jonathan Moore.
Jonathan and I have known each other since literally day one of college; we were in the same orientation team together. We both majored in English, although, I feel like we didn’t take many classes together (dude, what’s up with that?), and we both got to experience floor pizza (#neverforget 😀 ).
He is a strong Christian believer and leader, and a great conversationalist. His personality is truly special because he always makes the people he interacts with feel special. And he always makes you feel like you’ve been listened to.
He currently lives and works in Chattanooga, Tennessee, where I hope he has continued to write. His words and thoughts have always encouraged and inspired me, and I hope you all enjoy what he has to share with us.
I am blessed by your friendship, Jonathan. Thank you for submitting. 🙂
If you would like to submit a work of your own for #JSWTogether, contact me via email at firstname.lastname@example.org. I assure you – your writing is welcome here.
I’m gonna stop now, and let Jonathan do all the talking, er, writing…
This is a poem I wrote in Creative Writing: Poetry with Dr. Tate almost a year ago.
Water in the Pot” is the first poem I wrote for the class…The poem’s central image is a plant that lives in my house, and I think I am the only one who waters it. In the end, the poem (ideally) invokes ideas about the mundane, day-to-day nature of growth and sanctification.
“Water in the Pot”
It all depends on water in the pot.
The crinkled leaves reminding me to pour
The water in or else they’ll die for sure.
It all depends on if I care or not.
The dark, dense soil shows the wetter spot
And leaves above will sop it all right up.
It all depends on staying in your spot.
Where sunlight hits and rain is sure to go.
You grow so sudden; why’d it seem so slow?
It all depends on little, not a lot.
The incremental dropping in the pot.
The daily sprinkle works to keep you up.