Not Good Enough

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It is so easy to feel not good enough,

whether it is my own comparison to other people’s work, lives, or possesions

or because someone has made a comment that I need to excercise or

they tell me how I could be happy if I worked a 9 to 5 job that I hate.

It is a spirit and a hope pushing those feelings away

to make room for the new that I want to feel,

that brand new discovery of something I like.

I reach out to those who feel inclined to insult me to help me.

I try to just go to them to support them in their endeavors.

It is a bit awkward when I do yoga everyday and walk, so I guess

they are looking for someone a bit more perfect than me.

I feel like they think to themselves, why am I not getting what I want from her.

A few might think about what might insults a woman and there is the answer.

They never think maybe there are things I could insult them,

but I don’t, because it might make them feel not good enough.

My life is a momentary flash on this small earth in this great galaxy.

I want to be happy and healthy and a little fat is not what anyone

will remember in the end.

You may be traveling to get somewhere and have to forgo some things

in order to reach your destination for your next great adventure.

Some people will not know how to help you for sure and in the process

forget their heart. Do not ever let anyone’s momentary dementia deter you

from the love you want to be.

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Following the Words

Swirling in the rhythm of life, my heart,

finding the words that match

the spirit inside that drives the day.

My heart swirls and finds peace for

a length of time the length of a twig,

before it is looking for more.

Why does it think it needs more,

there is always more.

Power is so uninteresting to my heart,

only love, only nature, only harmony

with the one I love.

My heart knows that peace does not last forever,

but mine is a patient heart and it waits for that amazing

moment when the peace happens all over again.

 

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For the Love of Travel/Travel for Love Poetry/Curtail Sonnet

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Curtail sonnet is a ten line sonnet, give or take and is a basic shortened version of the regular sonnet which is usually fourteen lines. Originally from Italy and translated as “little song” , you can easily see the simple few lines as the transfer of the feeling of inspired love by a known or new found muse.

I finally realize love is an emotion led by many things and in different ways by everyone. It took me a while to realize how easy it is to make a conscious effort to call upon the love that I have in my heart and to reveal and be proud of feeling love and being loved. Travel is one thing that opens my love heart and inspires lots of possibilities and wonderful ideas. I am going to try my hand at a curtail sonnet about travel and hopefully a little love.

Your voice stops for a moment,

and you ask me how I am.

Your love repairs what’s broken

and humbles me to a lamb.

I cuddle to you dragon

no longer with fear,

our spirits vaporize

love, peace, and strength our prize.

Fur and bees and everything zen

drive our fantasies and join our traveling lives.

So there is a little ten line sonnet, a curtail sonnet. It if course ca be worked on a little more and edited, but it is a start. Try your hand at a curtail sonnet and read it aloud. Rhyme and rhythm play heavily into sonnets, so you can work on that to. The end rhyme can have a  pattern but they can also be free, whatever you would like, and whatever fits in with what you are trying to say.

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Traveling to Never Give Up on Finding Something to Love/Senses in Poetry/Reiki

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A friend of mine is struggling so I am writing this post for him. What he loved before is hurting him, and he can not see what to love beyond this one love that he loves. He even has people that love him so much, but he still can’t see the next thing to love over the horizon. I dedicate this post to him and anyone struggling to never stop looking for something to love. No matter how ridiculous it may seem to the rest of the world love what you love. Find love in something. We love people, but as the saying goes you never want to invest all your love into just a person it is too suffocating, so find something else to love along with them.

Love changes sometimes you need to give up that first thing you loved for something else.

This post besides being about finding something to love is about the senses in poetry, because part of love is the opening of the senses. Smelling a wonderful floral scent in a home can awaken the mind to happiness and freedom. Touching someones skin and giving a hug just feel and sense that closeness with another human being. You have to be ready to accept it.

Putting that wonderful wine to your lips and taking a small sip and identifying the different flavors is amazing and wonderful.

Seeing someone’s handsome face, or beautiful face, a beautifully designed chair, lamp, or painting also opens the senses to another realm.

Listening to music can make the mind travel to heights nothing else can drive you too. Birds chirping, the breeze blowing, so many sounds must be heard to continue to be happy and love.

I’m going to try my hand at a poem with the five senses.

Love and Senses

Let me look for love,

I have been bound by hands of personal binding

for too long, I made my mistakes, apologized,

and it is time to be free.

The floral scent of happiness slumbers within me,

and me and the outside world do our best to wake her.

It is time.

My  tongue tastes the wonders of the fruit and the drink

of sweet contentedness and quiet adventure.

Reiki can help set me free reminding me of that

which flows underneath like a spring.

I don’t have to wait for someone else

to put a goblet underneath in order to make the spring flow, no.

I have the power to move and touch the trickle

and realize the moments of stream to flood

and swim in between.

There is always something to love.

So that is a little poem using the sense. The senses are so important in poems because they are easy to relate to. Try your hand at sense in your poem. Oscillate between the abstract ideas and concrete ones so the reader is aware of what you are writing about. Being as clear as you can in writing is important, but being true to yourself is necessary too.

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Travel Volta/Known Word of the Day/Lotus

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The Volta in a poem is like the denouement in a story, it means “turn” it is where the story turns or poem turns. It’s that single event that changes everything. The finding of the hundred dollars on the ground to pay the rent while he was about to sell his valuable baseball card. It was the proposal of marriage when she was about to pack up and leave for Europe.

I will try my hand at a Volta in this sonnet with the know word of the day of the day Lotus the spiritual flower that emerges from murky water and is associated with rebirth. It can therefore be used as a Volta in bad situation for the rebirth to something good.

Organic Lotus

She had been looking through the life jungle

to self, to love, and clear her mind fungal.

Everyday waking up focusing on help

 strengthening her muscles to honor god.

Eating fruits, greens, drinking water, and kelp,

organic, no GMO, for her bod.

Letting her spirit turn web into silk

wanting her love speech, heart as pure as milk.

Walking and talking, whispering in trees

friends and family hearing advises

traveling to clear springs cleansing the bees

of negativity from soul and vices.

And now she rises high and floats healed

with roots in the earth and heart to the sky.

So there you have it a little turn at the end of finding a happy place somewhere between the earth and the sky. Try your hand at a sonnet with a volta. Remember your rhyme schemes at the end. You want to hold to a loose pattern but they don’t have to be exact. Count your syllables as well. Again it does not have to be exact if you don’t want to.

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Stretching Poetry

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Stretching Poetry

If you do nothing else in the way of exercise at least try to stretch. Stretching in poetry can mean several things, such as stretching the truth in poetry. Not everything you say in poetry has to be true. That is part of art as the illusion. The truth and illusion are two different things, You do need a fair amount of truth in order for the reader to believe the illusion, but stretching the truth is part of art.

Abstract versus concrete helps create the illusion. Abstract are ideas you can’t really touch with your hand and this tends to keep people from believing in abstractions like love, god, and happiness. That is a depressing thought but, oh yeah depression too. These are all ideas, because you can’t hold these things in your hand and put a color to them. Yet illusion and stretching the truth in poetry allows us to do attempt at defining the abstract. Like the cliche red for love, grey for depression, and yellow for happiness these are all stretched but they seem to fit so for the mots part we accept the association. Some people don’t, and then write their own poetry assigning a color of their choice and experience to the abstraction. Ahh, this is the beauty of poetry. So here we go with a little stretching poetry focusing a bit on the abstract and concrete.

Stretching

One leg out in front and one leg bent in back

this is what love feels like when I’m in tack.

That voice coming in low and tingling my eyes

and making me want to reach out my hand, why?

When will we walk hand in hand stretching our arms

and being casual in the beauty of the air, my farm.

Who would ever think that words move like machines,

when life rolls by just as he or she is eating ice cream.

What next great thing will be found like the cell phone

where is the next stretch that amazes us to the bone.

For now we will tap our glass screens for love of fun

and register the bright colorful lights, distractions a ton.

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Xoe Or Vampires, and Werewolves, and Demons, Oh My by Sara C. Roethe Book Review

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I love to read books, I mean what other activity in this world can I sit quietly and have a whole other world open up to me, okay the movies but reading has it’s own unique gifts. The imagery part of my mind is flexed. O also get entertainment from a book, and my vocabulary is being enhanced. I just love to read. I came across this book by Sara C. Roethe, titled Xoe. Yes, it is in the genre of the vampires and werewolves.

Xoe is set in a high school time with teenagers but has a “Dawson’s Creek” maturity to the teenagers as they solve their problems. The story unfolds as the realization the kids have to come to of something going on inside their bodies that is of a supernatural nature. I liked the story, because it was more a story and not so gory. The story was more about friendship, problem solving, love, and accomplishing a goal. These are interesting points for me in life.

Although I am way beyond the high school years, I still appreciated the language the author used as well as it took me back to the good feelings of being in high school.

SO if you are looking for a wonderful book to get you up in the morning, move time during the day, and be with you before you go to sleep please go to amazon and buy your copy of Xoe by Sara C. Roethe. Also note, this is the beginning of a series. Here is the link

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