In the beginning of our stream-of-consciousness Saturday post, we must have the words “In the…” What comes after that? I’m not sure. It’s past dinnertime, and I still haven’t written any poems at all today. Well, 2 lines of an acrostic, and 1.5 lines of another poem (not sure what form it will be).
In the back of my mind, There is probably something I still have left to say — Something which one day Was buried, yet buried alive. Maybe that’s why Anxiety won’t quite leave me, Why it lives in my body — It has more to say.
I was hoping to not write about anxiety / problems, but that’s what came out. At least I have actually written a whole poem today, finally.
This is a timely week for Brian’s current prompt, Past and Present. I don’t really want to think about the new year. It’s making me sad and all sorts of things. You could say I am experiencing sundry emotions, most of them not very pleasant. I’m not sure if this thing is done, but it is what it is right now.
Come back up to level paths,
But the lesson
I’ve been learning most is that
Level paths fall down again,
Even to the present,
Likely to the future too.
Of another end has come;
I’m not wanting
Its days, hollow hopes unwelcome.
It has been hard for me to come up with poems during the last 2 days, especially halfway-good ones, but I wanted to post a poem today, having skipped it yesterday. Even when all of my poems are bad, they are fun to write because, especially if I am writing in a specific form, it is like playing with words. 🙂 Here’s one poem that I managed to finish last night. It happens to use the word for FOWC from a couple of days ago (stupendous!).
I’ve hardly written anything today:
Ideas swirl, but none solidify.
It’s difficult to figure what to say.
Ideas aren’t stupendous; don’t know why.
Yet realizing this, I start to try.
Some lines take shape in this stanzaic form,
Like a calm eye inside a frantic storm.
Blogging is, of course, a form of journaling, especially with some of the very honest poems that I have been posting. Offline, I write a lot more poetry, usually at least 4 or 5 poems a day, in response to prompts and/or what happens during my day. I also write in a normal journal daily, which I have been doing since December of 2007.
Part of the reason why I put so many poems about depression and stuff on here is precisely because I don’t know most of you in person. Some of my “real life” friends also read my blog, and it can be a bit awkward. For example, this conversation occurred a week or two ago:
Friend: “How have you been lately?”
Me, because I seem to be unable to lie: “Uhhhh….”
Friend: “I saw your blog post.”
I also put a lot of Jesus-y poems on here because I am very happy to be a Catholic Christian. Yes, my life is messed up, far from ideal, but Jesus makes it better; when I have no hope, He is the hope. ❤
I think it’s kind of funny that those are my top 2 topics: depression and Jesus. I think the topic that wins third place is coffee.
As usual, Linda has a Stream-of-Consciousness Saturday prompt for us today: It is to “Use ‘rev’ or find a word that contains it.”It’s pretty easy to find a word that contains it (*pokes blog title*). I’ve already written about why I call my blog / pen name Revived Writer, so here’s something else.
For Fandango’s Flashback Friday, I have a haibun that I wrote almost 4 whole years ago, on November 27, 2017. Looking at the poems on the surrounding pages of this old journal, I noticed that I had written a lot about “the world’s great need.” That phrase must have really stuck with me. That was 4 years ago. Just wait, Past Jenna; just wait.
I posted nothing yesterday, although I finished 2 poems. Today, because life always inspires me to write something, I have written several more poems. Still wasn’t sure what (if anything) to post, but it’s better to post something than nothing, especially for the second day in a row.
Tonight, I really wanted to write another ghazal; I had some vague ideas in my head and HAD to work on one of them. However, I had no idea the theme of the ghazal that I wanted to write, so I wrote this. Absolute. Masterpiece. Hope you enjoy. 🙂 Update: linked with Friday Writings.