Though lifting the pen To bleed on the page Seems like a gift, A talent given, I would argue that There are days When writing poetry Feels like madness leaking Outward from my head.
Rhythm and rhyme Pulsing in time To how broken My heart is.
I posted the poem for Ars Poetica earlier today. This is the answer to the prompt for the day: Optimism.
Looking forward Is just so hard, Optimism is not Something that comes easily.
Choosing to think In the positive Means using a Light towards the possibilities That shine out the darkness.
I don’t know if during April I will be doing the regular day blogs… I will have to see. There should be at least two posts daily for April like this one.
So I have done this two different ways now. I always do something for April and November. I have tried posting some poems that I love from others in April, and I have tried posting my Daily PAD Challenge Responses. I don’t know which one I want to do this year. I am still struggling with space (at least until May) so I want to go with something that would not add to the media as much. A daily poem would be a lot of media unless I do it as a text format with a repeating image.
What are your thoughts on this? my poetry or others? or general discussion about what poetry is?
I spent my birthday awake…for 28 total hours. Awake. Then I crashed and was allowed to sleep for twelve…woke up feeling sick.(not used to that much sleep at any given time.)
So…That was a fun experience. I was surrounded by love..
I even got writing done, and cover creation – though I was told I should not because I will likely not be able to write all the volumes I have covers for now. You know what? I am too old to be told what to do. I will create covers for books till I die. Because I love doing it.
Okay. I have had time to calm down. We got dressed up. We looked amazing. We were so excited. We get there and find out that Falling in Reverse would not be there. Okay, That is only one of the TWO bands we were excited about. TBH we had not really heard Plush so we were ambivalent about them.
The Concert was half an hour after we were told to be there. We understood that was probably to give people time to find their seats. But People were arriving already drunk and loud. The idiot on the other side of Joe was screaming and smelled of beer. The smell of Pot permeated the whole damn stadium. (Not that I mind a good doobie but it was overwhelming.) When the concert did start it was not the order we were told. Plush came out first.
They were amazeballs.
I need to stress that because of how bad the rest was. The woman in the seats in front of us kept standing up to record with her cellphone. The screaming idiot did not stop for the music. All of the extra noise and smells sent Angel into a meltdown. So we decided to leave….And that is when I realized the woman on the other side of me was sitting on my dress. I tried to pull it loose and she just looked at me like I was an idiot. I literally had to ask her to please fucking get off my dress before she let me move.
We finally had to leave – we had only managed to handle three and a half of the songs. The rudeness of people ruined what could have been an amazing experience.
I don’t understand why people cannot just sit and enjoy the show. I only wish we could have stayed. Plush was amazing what we saw, and I imagine Disturbed were probably Better.
Someone asked me in a vague way about inspiration and why I chose the genre I did…
I don’t think I chose it.
let me explain. I write what is comfortable. For me that often is prose with a poetic bent. I am by my nature Goth and pagan… energy that follows me in my work. I am a gamer. that also follows me into my work. I am a parent. again it follows me. I think it’s just something we write what we know.
That is why you can’t write the same story I can. Even if you write the same topic. your life experience and your voice is going to be drastically different from mine.
So write it, that story buried in the back of your head…. I promise it is something that no one else has done.
Back in the early oughts I was so into Ultima Online that I learned how to code in C# just to be able to make a server to play with.
My friend group, though small, have a small selection of games that we cycle through that are multi player. This includes Conan Exiles, 7 days to die, Green Hell, project Zomboid, palworld, valheim, raft, subsistence, Stardew valley, and red dead redemption 2 online.
Of the ones that I listed… Palworld is the newest one and the one that I am most likely to be on a solo run with.
I used to love 7 days… the developers really ruined it. It looks great but they keep taking the game and wiping their backsides with it then when the fans try to make suggestions they are asinine to them. It makes it less fun.
Project Zomboid is complicated. 3rd person view and I keep dying.
Raft is fun. but I don’t like having the shark attacks on.
Conan Exiles rocks. Over all good multi player game.
Valheim… I don’t like the building mechanics in this game.
Green Hell is better now. The first time we tried to do multi player there was invisible natives and I kept dying.
Stardew valley is Farmville on crack. Lol
Rdr 2 I am struggling with this one. Not good at stealth. Not good at shooting.
Palworld is basically a pokemon clone with a better story.
Pattimouse 