As a poet and spoken word artist - words provide the vein through which I help others (hopefully) and help myself too.
The following poem is an expression from my perspective as someone facing grief, so exposing myself from the other side of my funeral work.
Writing poetry is not just for poets, it is for everyone and anyway, who defines a poet from a non poet!
There is only one rule - write from the heart.
Pick up a pen/pencil / keyboard and just 'speak' through your fingers, worry about what you are 'saying' once the words start to fall from your fingertips, write anything, curse, shout, laugh, cry, howl onto the page, let every word squeeze out and be gathered from every corner, then look at it again later and re-frame it if you want, don't if you don't.. kiss it, burn it, share it, hide it, print it and do it again!
It feels GOOD and there are no RIGHTS OR WRONGS!
Here is one of mine- and yes its un-pretty and a reaction at the time to an unexpected death of a friend.