Poetry : A Form of Journal Writing
by CYNTHIA MARTINEZ
Although I do not consider myself nearly close to a “skilled” poet, I do possess the ability to be highly-detailed in verbal speech and expressive written art! It’s not so much that people “agree” with me when I relate my thoughts, opinions, and statements, as it is that they understand me!
Through the years, I have found poetry to be a unique form of personal “journaling.” Poetry has served as a “mediator” between my deep, negative emotions and myself! There have been times I have found myself so irate, I could not have found – at the moment – words to express my uncontrollable rage, anger, hurt, nor panic.

However, poetry has served me well in “weeding-out” those strong negative emotions that may have caused me to “lash-out,” in retaliation, and hindered me from using profanity or vulgarism when addressing my case directly to certain individuals. Poetry, all in itself, has had its way of placing “the matter at-hand” under a mature perspective where each expressive line, written on a page, has granted me the opportunity to dive deep into the “root,” or “core” of the emotion in which to openly address with the rest assurance that I will not be creating hostility nor animosity between any certain individual or escalating the tension existing between us at the moment.
Through poetry, I have been able to manage my dark, negative emotions and sentiments much more as it has also helped me “see the light” at the end of dark tunnels, gifting me a “fresh perception” of how to view and handle the circumstance at-hand. “Mother’s Silence” and “Narrow Highway of No Return” are two (2) poems I’ve written of such fine example of how poetry, to my personal life, has served as a unique and undefinable form of journal-writing, where poetry has “struck” the center “core” of my inmost sentiments without “adding-on” malicious “lib.” Every poet is entitled to his own masterpiece. However, as for myself, a poet’s work is most OUTSTANDING when profanity and vulgarism is censored and omitted for a GRAND MASTERPIECE reader’s appreciation…¨