Sleepless nights burn with creativity

August 25, 2016

I am still not in a routine yet that I am posting my ideas, thoughts and poems daily. I am trying. You can say that my daily routines have become very chaotic since my Poppa's died. I haven't been able to get things back to track since. But I am trying.

I have been up since 3:00 a.m. this morning. I just couldn't see. Part of me worrying about the Cowboy (relationship issues), the canoe (we might have to sell it) and normal things in life. Since I was up, I started to get a little creative. I got my friendship bracelet kit out and started a bracelet, but I did it wrong, so I gave up. But dug out my para-cord bracelet kit and made me a three strand simple wrap bracelet. It isn't much, but I got an idea to add a piece of wood, like a thick stick which I could collect from the Shawnee National Forest when (and if) I go this year. I thought it would be a lovely way to carry a piece of nature with me always.

I think maybe my creativity is coming back after years of feeling so numb.



August 24, 2016 Poems 

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The haunted Moon shines,
Shadow silent with the night,
His stories untold.

Written: August 24, 2016

(Daily Instagram haiku that I write. I was inspired by the moon and how it sees us all the time, and the things it might tell if he could speak.)


August 25, 2016 Poems

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In the jumble words,
Spoken, written and thought,
Hope emerges.

Written: August 25, 2016

( Daily Instagram Haiku. This was inspired by blackout poetry. I was trying my hand at blackout poetry. I cringe at the thought of destroying a book, so I downloaded a paint app on my phone and took a photo of a page in book and blacked it out. I became a bit creative that I added some color, two words and even a sticker. I hope to get better at it.)


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Come with me,
See,
Just a little bit,
See my love.

Written: August 25, 2016

(This is my blackout poetry I did from photograph of a book page and blotted the words out. I can't deal with destroying a book for the sake of art and poetry. It is my first blackout poem. It isn't the best, but I hope to improve with time.)


*Photograph taken on August 24, 2015. A little caterpillar that I found in my driveway and rescued. I put him in a nearby tree. He tickled my finger when he crawled on it.

My Forgotten Blooms

August 23, 2016


Hello. I haven't used my blog in years, as I became too busy to take time to post ideas, projects and other things going on in my life. But I have decided to try to revive this blog in order to keep track of my daily thoughts and poems that I write. I am sure at this time after all these years I have thousands of poems, which are in various places: written on pieces of paper, written online, saved on my phone, etc. Mostly if I only write one poem, it usually is a haiku, as it was a type of self therapy for my depression.

So I am starting a new blog leaf today and posting what I have here. I  might post some old poems as they are my forgotten blooms that I have not shared with people. I posted a photograph that I took while on a canoe trip with the Cowboy on July 16, 2016. While on the calm waters, we were surrounded by what looked like hundreds of lily pads with these gorgeous yellow lotus looking blooms. They are much like my own life blooms, now which I will try to share.


Well, so far, I have written these today:




August 23, 2016 Poems   (Will be updated as I write them)


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Buy, Sell or Trade,
Redefining one's future,
Body, mind and soul.

Written: August 23, 2016

(NOTE: Inspired by words that I saw while running my errands at the office. I thought it would be interesting if I could used the words I saw and try to fashion them into a haiku.)



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Wit, nightly, newly,
Shedding all that is broken,
To release power.

Written: August 23, 2016

(NOTE: It is my way of expressing how light, mainly sunlight affects my mood and uplifts me, especially when after the death of my Poppa, I am trying very hard to find a new normal in my life.)

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Rabid symbols in pale light,

We dream of fame, love and inspiration,

Whirls within the dreamscape,

Yet we converse with desirous images

Capturing fragments of a puzzle,

Only for them to change with a flash,

Unhinged from a harsh reality,

As vaporous snakes clinging tight,

To where the light comes from,

Binding eyes, blurring edges

We want more, yearning for completion,

Becoming refugees of loneliness,

Seeking the unknown life,

full of broken and unformed promises,

As the screen goes black.

Written: August 23, 2016

(NOTE: Inspired on how we use our phones and computers to connect to dreams, ideas and people all over the world, yet becoming unaware of all the things that we are missing. How by holding my phone, I become entrapped by the beast, which has me desiring more from my phone then from what I see beyond it. )

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In Oceans of light,

Golden Sunbeams sway for me,

Reaffirmations

Written: August 23, 2016

(My daily Instagram haiku. I thought it reflected how light, mostly sunlight gives me hopefulness in my life when I am so uncertain about things.)

Confusion

 

My thoughts wander and linger,

All broken and bleeding,
Peace is hard like marble,
Vast and unforgiving.

I remember, feeling,

perched at the window awake,
The desire of life, seeping,
Feeling the dream withing shake.

Shadows dance in the light,

Melting like wax,
On my bare skin, cooling white,
filling in all the lost cracks,
As it stops the symphony of time.

Written July 15, 2013

Hope of the Heart

Hope of the Heart

I sit beside you,

Hope is between us
My heart soars in the moment
You hold my hand, briefly
“I missed you” tumbles from your lips
My soul warm with want
Joyful with this gift of time.
I do not trust to tell you,
yet my eyes smile and silently say
“ I love you still”


Written July 5, 2013

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Fingers linger,
touching, forever remembering
drinking in the joy,
unbound, unfettered and free
as I lay in your arms

With closed eyes, I pray
Seeing the light of a feeling,
Dancing and moving within me,
As I feel your heartbeat
calling to my soul.

In the shadows, the morning rises,
As I try to hold you close
My fingers releasing,
what my heart and soul will not
My voice whispering without crying
“I love you”

 

Written August 30, 2007

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The Gentle cadence of your voice, moves my heart,

The beating rythm you can't hear,
It hides the smile when you are near,
Beating " I love you".

Written June 14, 2013

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Climb between the heart and the mind,
Hear the rustle of the soul,
As hidden treasure are mined,
Radiance blooms from a deep hole.
A life whispers " I am me."


Written June 13, 2013