Posts tagged ‘poetry’

Media Blackout

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Made a decision

Entertained myself

Did not engage

In any sort of media

Artist’s Way: Inspiration

 

Bonded with my pets

Left Facebook alone

Avoided too much app use

Cooked quite a bit!

Killed the tube and laptop

Organized the house

Understood more about myself

Troll-hunted TWICE!

 

Much love and many blessings. ❤

Date Night Tanka

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Cookie dough ice cream

Comedian Dimitri

Loved the beginning

But sleeping by the ending

Quick end to our date!

 

A Twist on Robert Frost’s “Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening”

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What time is it?  I think I know.
A blog to write I still have, though;
You will not see me stopping here —
To my laptop I will go.

Finishing? . . . I do not fear.
My purpose here is very clear.
My daily task I shan’t forsake,
E’en if it takes all year.

My body you may give a shake,
Technology my task forsake.
I gnash my teeth, I cry, I weep —
But sit me here, this post I make.

My bed is lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And words to go before I sleep,
And words to go before I sleep.

Pests

Asian beetle eats my rose bush.

So much damage.

Should he stay or should he go?

Are we not also . . .

the world’s pests?

Explorations

Last week my tutoring students inspired me to write.  The perfectionist in me kept me from doing anything about it for a while.  The part that says “I am enough” is now getting this down “on paper.”

It all started with one of my students accidentally reading “snailboat” for “sailboat.”  Genius!

I quickly came up with this:

“Why ride in a sailboat

When you could ride a snailboat!”

Fun with inventive compound words! Such potential!

Another student began some work with fiction writing.  He’s creating a fantasy/sci-fi/historical fiction work.  It already sounds great.  I found an article on super young authors, which we both found inspiring, though he was only impressed with the bestselling ones!

Finally, a new student told me the entire synopsis of a fantasy piece that she has already started writing.   She plans on finishing it in high school.  (She’s in elementary school now.)  I told her about the young authors article.  But she still insists it will be best that way. . .

I had a couple of other thoughts, but I have a cat on my foot, and I’m about to turn into a sweet potato, anyway, and so I remind myself “I am enough.  It is enough.”  And I bid you all good night. 🙂

Fun Friday: Homeostasis

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On top of the world

Understanding what it all means

In the moment

Appreciating

Excited

At Peace

–Neutrality–

At war within

Fearful

Doubting

Lost in my head

Confused and scattered

At the bottom of the pit

 

In just one day!

The Devil I Know

Each day I think I know myself.

And every day I’m surprised.

Thoughts that are a seamless a part of me

I don’t even notice.

Another layer is peeled.

Another part of me is recognized.

I want change.

But I fear change.

I want to run away,

but I come scurrying back,

I know what affirmations I have to change now.:

“I don’t know what I want.”

“I can’t visualize.”

“I can’t get clear.”

to

“I know what I want.”

“I am a visualizer.”

“I have clear purpose.”

The devil I don’t know isn’t better than the devil I do.  The devil is still the devil.

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