What if… Freedom meant truth. Truth meant contentment. Contentment allowed sleep. Sleep meant rest. Rest meant communion. Communion meant intimacy. Intimacy meant peace. Peace meant balance. Balance meant growth. Growth meant life. Life meant light. Light meant everything… What if…? – Lynda Meyers, 2011 This is is a series of thoughts I wrote back in 2011. It’s interesting, looking back, reading back your own thoughts and trying to remember where you were at
Today’s assignment: Take a random page from a book and create a blackout poem from it. I chose The Alchemist, by Paulo Coelho, and randomly selected page 131. Here’s what I came up with: The boy slept deeply. His heart said that happiness is a moment of creation. “Create it” his heart said. “Treasures go in search of children. Simply let life proceed.” Few follow the path to happiness. Hearts don’t like to suffer. I
I always bragged about not Having addictive tendencies And it was true, …then i met you. And i was hooked on the way you breathed, It was like air never existed before. It was like adrenaline when you said my name. The thing about that is you keep seeking that high. So now you’re gone and im just an addict with a pen. Cause with ink i can have you right beside me; i can
Day 5: Write the same poem, both with and without punctuation and compare the two. I’ve always been a fan of letting the words fall on the reader’s heart at will, so I think I prefer the unpunctuated. What do you think? Strings unwind without a doubt to hold them in place. Uncurled and unfurled. Twisting in reverse. Pieced together and separated again. Lacing up hearts is hard work with these broken strings.
Yesterday was my “self-pampering day”. I have spent the last 2 weeks moving, cleaning, hauling stuff to the dump and goodwill, all in between working at three different jobs. So yesterday I gave the keys back on the old place and am finally only living in one place. My place. It’s small but cozy. I decided that this move would be different. I gave myself enough overlap time between renting the new place and moving