Puzzle Complete

I'm excited to say that I finished that picture poem today!!! I titled it "Seasons" and it reads beautifully.... It's short and simple, yet deep and thoughtful... So far, I've been receiving some pretty positive feed back about it... I'm thinking about posting it up on here so that you can see what I'm talking about... But that is just a thought at this moment... Anyway, I figured I would give an update as to how that poem turned out...

Pieces To My Puzzle

I currently have a picture that I want to write a poem to. Actually, someone I know is letting me use a picture that they took a couple of weeks ago. I love it! It's deep and powerful, yet simple. I even know what I want to write, BUT I just can't organize everything to make the poem work! I've been jotting and erasing like no one's business. And when I don't erase, it just reads like a bunch of scattered thoughts :^( Sooo not fair or good for that matter. The first four sentences flow beautifully, after that however, it's a train wreck waiting to happen. I want to write about the depth that I'm feeling from looking at this picture but I don't want it to come off as depressing because depressing is soo not what I want this poem to portray. I want it to portray exactly what you see. New life, color amongst the dull, life amongst the dead. I'll just have to take time to write the poem and not rush it, because when I rush it, I always end up making a lyrical mess.

In and Out

Over the last couple of months I've had a pretty good stream of words flowing onto paper. However, the words never find their endings. In comes the thought and out goes the words, over and over and over again. But never does the flow end. It makes it rather hard because I'm constantly writing a bunch of unfinished poetry. My folder of "Poems I'm Working On" is filling up by the week! Even when I sit down to finish any of them, I can't. Maybe it's because I'm not focusing like I should be or maybe it's because I'm doing the tango once again with Writer's Block. I don't know. But I do know that my emotions contribute alot to my writing and if I'm not feeling the exact or at least similar emotion that I was feeling when I began to write a poem, then it makes it extremely hard for me to go back and finish that very poem.

I'm becoming more open about my writing and more comfortable with sharing it. Yes, it's still a bit uncomfortable for me to talk about but that's only because these are personal emotions for me. Some with a hint of imagination, but the basic emotion is always the same. It's always going to be mine...

New Year Abound

Well there is a new year right around the corner, like seriously around the corner... I would love, love, LOVE to write a poem ending 2009 the way i did for 2005... However, I don't think I will... My writing has been back on track since I last blogged, but it's kinda choosey... Sometimes there are subjects that it will let me write about and sometimes, there are not... But I can't wait until next year because it just seems like it's going to be exciting!!! It just feels like there is going to be soooo much that I can write about, that it's going to seem almost crazy!!! I would love to share some of my unpublished work on here so that people can get an idea as to what goes through my mind, but that's just not going to work... Mainly because there are some rather shady, shysty, and untrustworthy people out there... Some thieves and I kinda like maintaining the rights over my own work... Like that fact that when people read my work, they know it's mine... Like not being accused of ripping off another's words... But anyway, I still have quite a few projects in the making and I can't wait until there aren't any projects to work on at all...

Amazed At My Own Ability

As a writer, I oftentimes wonder "Where did THAT come from?!" This thought usually occurs when I'm going back through and reading some of my work... It's as if there is a completely different person writing those words because it's hard to imagine that they are from me... I feel that I sometimes intimidate myself, if that makes any sense at all... Like, those words were written so perfectly, how could I EVER begin to match that?! It's crazy because I can't even imagine myself writing things that have depth and meaning and make complete sense... But I do... I write from the heart... I write from the soul... I write from a place that needs to vent, that needs peace... And I find that a lot of my work is work that people are able to relate to... That in itself makes writing that much more worthwhile to me... It reminds me why I've been blessed with the ability to express myself through my words...

I'm Baaack!!!

So after a very long haitus of writing in general, I am back!! And I've come back with a vengence!! Well not really, but close enough... That horrific writer's block has been slowly melting away and I've been able to write a poem here and there... I still feel like my "pen" is a little rusty, but the more time I devote towards writing, the better I will become... I've been clearing my mind and going on my mental vacations to find my calming moment... Once I've done that, then I am able to write my thoughts down in an orderly fashion and get something beautiful out of it... I'm soooo happy to be able to write again!! I was completely afraid that I had sunken into that comfort zone of not writing and getting stuck there... Writing is a very important part of me and I pray that I never lose my will to write....

Speechless In Toledo...

Quite frankly there have been quite a few incidents occurring in my life... Some quite large... Some quite small... All have been weighing heavy on my mind... I want to write them down and release my mind from the binds, but once again I am having trouble finding the words... Maybe if I just take a step back and review each situation I might find that "aha" moment in there somewhere... Still, there's too much weighing on my mind to even begin to know where to start at...