
As the ink dries I see
the definition of who I am
in the poetry.
Though I have written
many a line and verse,
I have not found anything
like poetry that can hurt.

As the ink dries I see
the definition of who I am
in the poetry.
Though I have written
many a line and verse,
I have not found anything
like poetry that can hurt.

How strange it feels
to pick up the pen,
with the intent to write.
As if I could peel away my skin
and let poetry see the light.
Exposure of the soul
in a way that few would
understand,
leaving my pen sitting limp
suddenly in my once so eager hands.
I feel like it should not stop me
the idea that I might be misunderstood,
instead I will let flower the words
and see if I can find the art within.

So I as you can see above have a few volumes that are coming close to finishing. Chasing Ghosts is Serena’s and I will replace it with another one for her. Hope Splashes is my current random volume… so I will be able to replace it with the next one. Ocular Dystopia is going to be a little while. It’s a volume of visual poetry. That is harder than it sounds.
The other three each have a theme. And I don’t know what to do when I finish them. I love having multiple volumes that I can work with… but I don’t know if I have any more themes planned. I’m going to have to take a look at the future project file and decide if any of them are a theme in the future. I’m not going to do anything until I get at least one of those sent to the publishing office.

Still struggling with the sickness. But I am trying to do the Indie Blu(e) challenge and I wanted to at least attempt to make a post.

Prompt: Big or Small
I struggled with this prompt. It was a Two for Tuesday and I am probably going to be doing another poem. I have been doing another pad challenge as well but the prompt for this one just irritated my sensibilities.

It was a tie in the votes… this one and Burning the Candles at both ends.
I asked my boyfriend to choose… and his response gave me what I needed to choose.
He said that Burning is a darker one and this one was lighter. So I should choose based on the poems that I was planning on putting in it.
That is not how I write…
But it got me thinking about my own writing and the upcoming volume. Ok, I have Serena’s Gathered Bones that I can put the dark stuff in. And I am planning on using this one for the November Pad challenge as well as the stuff I write until then…. I am likely to be looking for a new one at the end of November….
So I chose the one that I liked better (and the one that my daughter had voted for) since the votes were equal for the two.
Today I wrote the last poem for Echoes…
So I will be starting Uncanny Valley soon…

Ah… my brain is burning.
I wish I could claim it was just the heat.
Here lately I have been getting spurts of inspiration… and urges to write or create. It always makes me feel like I’m feverish.
I can remember when I wrote when the muse struck me and the idea of using prompts seemed like cheating. Now, the prompts are more like a spring board. I am often less worried about the prompt than I am what I want to say.
I end up feeling like the prompts don’t fit with the idea of the volume I have been working on and I pass them by. I get a vision of what I want the book to look like and then I just don’t want it to be anything less.
Now that leads me down rabbit holes looking for just the right prompt, just the right idea to be just the right poem. Perhaps perfectionism is a true problem…

With each of the last few volumes I have been doing a theme… unintentionally but I have been doing it nonetheless. So, I have been struggling with this one and I think that I finally figured out why.
I have been trying to focus on the home aspect of the title… and the poetry is acceptable… but it has been harder to write because I don’t really know what home is. It changes as I do. And I can be mercurial in who I am on occasion.
I think that I need to instead look at the journey. And write about that. It might help me find the rest of the words to fill in the book. If I can get it done in time I will try for an August publishing date.

Today the prompt was not able to inspire me. (Blank of the blank where you replace the blanks) and that’s okay. Sometimes the volume title requires a little bit of inspiration to make it feel like it fits. There’s always at least one poem that I have titled the same. And sometimes there are others that fit in the same general idea as the title. I wrote the title poem yesterday and I chose to do this one today. As long as I am writing a poem a day I believe it still counts 😊.

Today the prompt was not able to inspire me. (Blank of the blank where you replace the blanks) and that’s okay. Sometimes the volume title requires a little bit of inspiration to make it feel like it fits. There’s always at least one poem that I have titled the same. And sometimes there are others that fit in the same general idea as the title. I wrote the title poem yesterday and I chose to do this one today. As long as I am writing a poem a day I believe it still counts 😊.