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 15, Verse 15
As it is tax day here in the States, I’m betting many of us have done a lot of searching for the insignificant…but that’s not what the poem is about. 😉
Halfway point makes me wonder. What will I do when this is done?
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 13, Verse 13
Trying to figure out where this one came from. Like all of these verses, though, it emerged while I was drawing. It’s also quite pertinent to my life right now. What do I wish for? What are my expectations about those wishes? I’m hardly what my mother once called a “spring chicken”, but that doesn’t mean I’m done with this life. I’m not even really started on the fun part yet.
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 8, Verse 8
Trying to add a few twists and turns and not just have this a straightforward ode to spring joy. Hold onto your seatbelts. I have no real plan, just going where the flowers take me!
National Poetry Month, Day 7, Verse 7
I couldn’t believe how lucky I was to see this little conglomeration of some of my favorite wildflowers on my walk the other day. I actually almost walked past it, but I stopped and went back to snap a picture. I had the haiku pretty much written by the time I got home. I love it when it happens like that. Matsuo Basho said something about writing poetry which unfortunately has not stuck with me, but it was something about not allowing space between inspiration and writing. To just write the thing. (Can’t you just imagine Master Basho standing over you with his cane and yelling, “JUST WRITE THE THING!” lol)
So that’s what I did.
BREATHE: Michelle Garren-Flye 