I take my shoes off
to feel how hard the road is
all the pollen in the world the weight of him
of rotting rosehips…
the decision is final
It’s been a long week, and my brain’s full of stuff. Bad stuff, good stuff…the operative word is “full.” All the stuff is churning around in my brain as if my brain were one of those slightly insane overactive washing machines that you’re always a little afraid will actually walk out of the basement during the spin cycle. I sit down and try to let poetry settle out of my mind, work its way through the filters and the silt of my subconscious and gather in a clear quiet pool somewhere I can get to it, and–there my brain goes, shaking again, everything in a big muddy mess.
I might just need to sit down everyday and write to you guys. You’re remarkably calming. You won’t mind if I get all journal-y on you, will you? I mean, journal-y in a “yeah, there’s some poetry here, but I make no guarantee about its quality” kind of way? Thanks, I knew you’d understand.
14 thoughts on “(half moon)”
Tha’s the way my brain got when I started blogging! Since I’m working out a way to do my “thing” as my eyesight goes, I too am experimenting with what is before me each day. By November I hope to have it all put together and it will be a big change for me…. When I started it I realized that it will TEACH me how to go…. and I’m just letting it flow. What it will be has its own mind and I’m into day 4 so far and it’s actually fun. Fun at my age is a novel experience … and I highly recommend it!
learning how to fly
and I love her
~~just posted tonight on NaHaiWriMo on a Johannes S. H. Bjorg prompt: “Beatles’ Song”….
Taking the things I hear and see and letting things go where they will are the new rules for me to explore till November.
I really need to go back to that prompt of Johannes’s–I didn’t do anything for it at the time but it’s been percolating in my brain. So many great haiku came out of that…
Makes perfect sense to me.
Sit down every day and talk to yourself–
that’s good advice for any writer/ human being.
For me, in the mornings before work
sometimes before coffee
to just sit, be quiet awhile
“let it go
let it all go,
so comes love”
as e.e.cummings said.
Great advice, Peter.
Hope you had a wonderful summer in Vermont and are enjoying being back home.
Please do write, and be as journal-y as you want to be. Some of us want it, need it, hope for it. Lately, the things I want to journal about would sound ridiculous to most people, and would assure that they would assign me to the lunatic fringe, whether deservedly or not. So please, do not deprive us of your camaraderie.
Thanks, Michael. Camaraderie–great word, I’ll be meditating on it.
journal-y is good.
(poems is poems…)
I’ll see you over by the poem dispenser, Angie…
That’s the best thing i hoped to hear from you…that you are planning to write again everyday. From a purely selfish viewpoint, of course. Plus it would be good for you as everybody’s been telling you. So yes, we are waiting.
Thanks, Sanjukta. 🙂
I’m curious to learn what you’re afraid will walk out of your brain during the spin-cycle. Please do get journal-y on us. Nothing wrong with a muddy mess now and then.
Ah, that’s what I get for using overly complicated metaphors. Not afraid of anything walking out. Eager, actually, for it to get out instead of being stuck in there spinning.
Dear Melissa, I so understand what you say about blogging. My posts vary a lot. There are times when I simply write my thoughts in free verse, something I need to say, and the support of others transforms my day. I know many feel the same. I simply love this community. All the best, Ellen
Oh, me too, I don’t know what I’d do without it!