By Nicholas Hooper

What’s on your mind right now?
The weight of someone else’s opinion?
Does that really matter so much?
Is caring what they say the only option?

Think deep into your feet now,
is justification the only way?
You do what you do for a unknown reason,
why let another’s words hold you in their sway?

Poetry is a personal thing, they say,
and so it is, and so is all that you create.
If it doesn’t come from deep inside you,
then like over-shallow water is its fate,

to dry up when the sun shines,
to evaporate into the air
and join the pretty that means nothing
as though it had never been there.

Now write from your first feeling,
compose from your first note.
Let not another’s interfering words do
damage all that you wrote.

So what-a-what is this about then?
And why has your mind gone there?
Is this simply your justification?
What is the problem we have here?

Have fun, enjoy your simple pleasure
to write and play and sit there in the sun
and don’t let interfering words now
stop flow to show what you have done!



About Dawnings:
“Every morning at around 5am I get up and go down to my studio. After a short meditation I write down whatever is in my head, giving myself fifteen minutes to do so. Then moving over to the piano (or a more portable instrument like my Ukulele when I'm away), I improvise and record a piece of music inspired by whatever words I just wrote. It is a great way of keeping both my writing and my composing going and I call these small creations Dawnings. They are mostly unedited, like sketches, so that they keep that fresh feeling of an early morning discovery.”

— Nick Hooper