All I wanna do is write poetry.
And draw pretty pictures.
lol
National Poetry Month, Day 22, Verse 22
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National Poetry Month, Day 21, Verse 21
I’m really loving my new keyword/motto “Focus”. I’m a mom all the time, a writer and poet constantly, and a business owner when I can lol. So focus can be a challenge but is important in every aspect of my life. I’m also an amateur photographer, so I know what happens when you take pictures that are out of focus. They suck.
Most of my illustrations for this renga come from photos I shot on my iPhone while walking my dog. Very few of them were actually in focus lol. Which makes this new word of mine all the more pertinent. When I turn the pictures into illustrations, it’s like I’m improving the focus. Like this one.
National Poetry Month, Day 17, Verse 17
Happy Easter? lol. I could’ve maybe planned a little better but oh well.
National Poetry Month, Day 16, Verse 16
I wrote the renga out (thus far, I’m only one or two verses ahead of what I post here). I was surprised it fit together so well. I look forward to sharing it in Hypercreativity. It’s not cheating to use it there, is it? lol. I want to see it all together.
On a different note, my drawing has gotten better since 100 Warm Days of Haiku. Tomorrow’s is actually really beautiful. And I had to work hard on it. Not as hard as I’ll have to work on the one for the day after. But pretty hard.
National Poetry Month, Day 14, Verse 14
I just re-read what I have so far. It’s actually quite good. I may have to re-write here and there.
National Poetry Month, Day 12, Verse 12
I’m starting to think I’m not really breaking the renga rules by writing it all myself when you’re supposed to have at least two poets interchanging verses. It’s like a duality within me is emerging. On the one hand, I love all the beauty and innocence. On the other, I see it rushing headlong into the night…
National Poetry Month, Day 11, Verse 11
Spring, man. It gets into your blood, makes you want things. Beware.
National Poetry Month, Day 10, Verse 10
Last night during my most productive time (the hours of 11 p.m.-1 a.m.) I discovered I’d left my iPad at work. Those might be my most productive hours, but I don’t go wandering the streets during them. (I did briefly consider going to fetch my iPad as it is only a couple of miles away but discarded that almost immediately.) So I took a night off, which was fine because I already had this one mostly done. Still, it made me realize how closely knit my process of drawing (which I do exclusively on my iPad) and writing are now. I had my laptop. I could have written a verse or two. Maybe, anyway. I’m beginning to understand where this thing is leading me. But it didn’t feel right. So I guess I better not leave my iPad at work anymore.
National Poetry Month Day 9, Verse 9
I love this flower. In the midst of so much white and yellow, this flower dares to bloom in full color. But it also reminds me of our headlong rush through life. Innocence only lasts so long. And once it’s gone, we are never the same.
National Poetry Month, Day 5, Verse 5
Not much explanation needed for this one. I found these rather jovial flowers while on my walk the other day. They remind me of court jester hats. I fell in love, of course, and had to add them to the spring renga.
BREATHE: Michelle Garren-Flye 