I wanted to write a short but warm thank-you to all of my readers as a prelude to the poem “Sour Leaf”, which will be posted shortly. Sincerely, thank you to everyone who follows me so far, likes my work, or even just stumbled on me for the first time. I write and post because I love doing so, but it is humbling to think that my work may brighten up someone else’s day. Even more so when “someone else” happen to be writers far better than me! Even though my following is small, I appreciate the Hell out of it and out of anyone reading.
As I have started this writing project only about a month and a half ago, all of this is still incredibly new to me. I am still learning and experimenting with different approaches, writing styles, post engagement, etc. I have learnt that when it comes to my poetry, I often do not provide a lot of context and dive right into it. I intend to keep that consistent as I believe any media in which the imagination creates the context and fills in the blanks is by far the most rewarding. I know that I also keep saying that more short stories are coming, and I promise, they are!
Anyway, to break up my status quo and give a little context of the poem to be posted, “Sour Leaf” is a poem that details my relationship with weed (or marijuana for the squares in the crowd) and my thoughts on the grass. I decided to write this poem as I live in Canada, and we are to fully legalize and decriminalize it this October. I have mixed feelings about this as weed brought a lot of negativity into my life when I used to smoke it (I have not smoked in 4 years now give-or-take), but at the same time understand that my experiences do not speak for everyone else’s. I am a firm believer in bodily autonomy, but also believe that weed is not as safe and chill as many people make it out to be. As you can see, my thoughts on it are not simply black-and-white.
Complex thoughts and arguments of the self are not best expressed via clunky essays, however. We all know that they are best expressed with poetry and written emotion. I hope that you enjoy reading this poem as much as I did writing it. Again, thank you all so much.
B. D. Charles
P.S. Thank you to my lovely girlfriend who designed my website. It would not look even half as good if not for her.