Day 20 :: 30 Poems in 30 Days April 2016

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Only Arrows, April 20, 2016, 30 Poems in 30 Days

Only Arrows, April 20, 2016
Today’s poem is a good example of why it is so important to do something creative everyday. I have been thinking poetically for twenty consecutive days and once a practice becomes as natural as breathing, it begins to flourish. It awakens. Even the street is poetry to me. I drive to my part time job and see the beauty in the words painted on the street. If you love something, love it everyday. It makes a difference. If you are a writer, write everyday. If you are an erospace engineer, make rockets everyday. As the poem suggests, get in the correct lane for your life.

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Day 19 :: 30 Poems in 30 Days April 2016

Nothing Is, April 19, 2016

Nothing Is, April 19, 2016

Nothing Is, April 19, 2016
Just like it sounds, nothing is on my mind. Some days, and by some days, I mean today, this is how I feel when my mind is squeezed by the stresses of certain events in life. They can be quite toxic to creativity. Paralyzing the flow. One exercise I perform when I have particularly difficult times – I write anyway. If it is just writing about how I cannot write, still I write. And I think this poem is a wonderful rendition of that sentiment. This routine also carries over in my art practice. It may sound more difficult to draw when one doesn’t know what to draw but it is really quite the opposite. There is no need to form words as in writing, it is simply making marks on the paper. Although there is nothing simple about it because there is something built in all of us that strives to create something worthy. That is the highest speed bump. But creativity is movement. I’m not waiting for the perfect thing to say, I’m saying it now, imperfectly.

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Day 18 :: 30 Poems in 30 Days April 2016

Waking Poem, April 18, 2016, 30 Poems in 30 Days

Waking Poem, April 18, 2016, 30 Poems in 30 Days

Waking Poem, April 18, 2016
Today’s poem has taken a new direction from all the struggle and seriousness. I remembered my philosophy on trying and it is: “Don’t Try.” In not trying, I am doing or being and that is so much more true than trying. That is not to say that I do not believe in practice and conditioning because I do but in the moment of, I find that when I try to do or be – that I often fall short. However, when I stop trying, and do or be, it can be lovely.

In today’s poem, in the not trying, I also remembered that my default of thinking and speaking is very poetic. Its not because I try, it is just who I am. It was never something that I noticed or recognized about myself until I began to hear it over and over from my friends and acquaintances. They would often make comments of how poetically I spoke. I’m glad for every one that ever mentioned it as it served as an encouragement and I appreciate their support.

So in the poem, I woke from a nap and these thoughts went through my mind. I recognized a certain rhythm to them and thought they were nice. I think I should also mention that I am not one to take naps often but when I get up at 3:00am it is just the right thing to do.

Also, I enjoy writing quirky poems. This gets weighted down with life’s stresses sometimes but its nice to remember. Thank you for reading today’s poem and hope you enjoy.

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Day 17 :: 30 Poems in 30 Days April 2016

Last Breath, April 17, 2016, 30 Poems in 30 Days

Last Breath, April 17, 2016, 30 Poems in 30 Days

Last Breath, April 17, 2016
There is a time for everything and in my time these days, there is discord.

I am not sure how long it will last; when I will pass through it. Sometimes I think it is a little bit of April. My empathy with nature feels the gathered energy and angst of breaking the ground like a little seed or bursting the bark like a leaf bud on a tree. Its a month of transitioning, or bursting forth. April has an energy of feeling like – I cannot take this anymore.I.must.break.through!

I also think it is a period of my life when I am struggling. My frame of mind in my current environment is not conducive for being creative. I am having a hard time finding the joy of being quiet and creating. I can be still but my mind is not quiet nor focused.

However, I think it is extremely important to continue to create even when inspiration is low or hard to find. So often in the forward movement, of even a simple progression. can produce a path to great things. In this 30 Poems in 30 Days project, I am not hiding my hardships or imperfections. I am showing day by day what it looks like to write. Some days will be difficult, some months and sometimes it will endure for a season. At the end of this thirty days, I will have an inventory of thirty poems. They may not all be great or even good, but I will be proud that I moved forward. I am not afraid to show my unedited progress or my imperfect creations. Creating is so much of problem solving, its a process; not to be confused with being flawless.

For all the struggles of this project, it has a great value. That value is found in first the movement and second the courage to not be great. If you are a writer, keep writing as a matter of fact, what ever you do, keep doing it. That is the only way to continue. And if you are a supporter and reader of my poems, Thank you, keep supporting. You make a difference.

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Day 16 :: 30 Poems in 30 Days April 2016

To Say, April 16, 2016, 30 Poems in 30 Days

To Say, April 16, 2016, 30 Poems in 30 Days

To Say, April 16, 2016
Today’s poem is about those moments, like today, when I don’t know what to say, when I think I have nothing to say. In writing, there is a practice to overcome this obstacle. It is to write anything without the need to make sense or reason. Its the practice of movement. Many times it has unlocked a direction in my own writing. During this practice, it sometimes comes down to me simply saying that I don’t know what to say.

I find this poem beautiful because this is what I am writing but the black mark implies there is something to say. It has not been extrapolated or articulated just yet and by the end of the poem, although unreadable, it does say something.

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Day 15 :: 30 Poems in 30 Days April 2016

Go Then, April 15, 2016, 30 Poems in 30 Days

Go Then, April 15, 2016, 30 Poems in 30 Days

Go Then, April 15, 2016
Its such an interesting journey walking with a creative poetry muse. For weeks, I’ve been struggling, struggling, then not; then it changes again. Today it did not flow but not because it was silent. I was receiving instruction to follow the prompts to get to the poem. I felt an urge to leave the typewriter and car to walk along the shore line. At a certain point I knew it was time to walk back but nothing beyond that. When I arrived back at the car, I felt a knowing that it was time to leave. I fought the leaving because it is so difficult for me to write at the house, but the urge persisted. I went home where I was urged to open my old apple computer and type in illustrator. I wanted to stay on the typewriter but as soon as I began typing in illustrator, the words started building up like bricks to a house. When the poem was finished, I sat back in a sense of amazement. Poetry is a spirit or energy that communicates with me. When I listen to it and not my own design, lovely poetry happens.

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Day 14 :: 30 Poems in 30 Days April 2016

Silent Space, April 14, 2016, 30 Poems in 30 Days

Silent Space, April 14, 2016, 30 Poems in 30 Days

Silent Space, April 14, 2016
I went back to the park and as soon as I opened the hatch door, the poem was waiting on me. I typed it out and then enjoyed the scene for a while. Nature is so wonderful.

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Day 13 :: 30 Poems in 30 Days April 2016

The Un Doors, April 13, 2016, 30 Poems in 30 Days

The Un Doors, April 13, 2016, 30 Poems in 30 Days

The Un Doors, April 13, 2016
I felt a shift yesterday. I think I walked out into it. I sat in my car typing phrases that didn’t connect with each other until I felt the universe pulsing in the middle of the field. I left the car and stepped into those vibrations. Was it my movement or the vortex? Perhaps the combination. Because today when I drove to the park to type a poem, I could feel the universe. It wasn’t in the field, it was in my car, it was in my chest. This poem poured out of me. I’m not sure how it will read for you with the coded but I am enamored with it. Thank you for following along this poetry road.

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Day 12 :: 30 Poems in 30 Days April 2016

Ed Ad, April 12, 2016, 30 Poems in 30 Days

Ed Ad, April 12, 2016, 30 Poems in 30 Days

Ed Ad, April 12, 2016
I sat at the park, with beautiful phrases going through my mind but nothing was uniting. A feeling came over me to leave the typewriter for a moment, to go and walk by the water. As I did, the string of thoughts followed each other. I stayed in the trees trusting that the words would not leave me as they were still coming. I came to a section of the trees where I knew it was time to return to the typewriter. The poem came together and there is a part that I really appreciate. I like the way the words trickle down to ‘the road end’ which is actually the beginning to climb the hill.

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Day 11 :: 30 Poems in 30 Days April 2016

On The, April 11, 2016, 30 Poems in 30 Days

On The, April 11, 2016, 30 Poems in 30 Days

On The, April 11, 2016
Today’s poem is a turning of the corner from the struggling. I found that place where I waited for the creative energy to come to me and I trusted it word by word. I also made a commitment to myself that I would try harder, sacrifice more, for my creative life. I decided to do more to foster an environment where my creative being can excel. It all sounds very simple and easy but it will take everything I have to make it through these days. There is a force within me that will.

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