Category: Poetry tips

The Light of Letting Go. {Poetry}

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Photo Credit: Cristian Palmer/Unsplash

Are there spaces inside your body that hold onto old tales?

 

Words fall stagnate,

pebbles tossed to the way side,

skipped across puddles,

as you change,

effortlessly it seems

for days pass into days

and, one afternoon

the wintry light angles across the room

exposing little pieces of dust

like the stuff in your mind

during writer’s block

it’s as if the dust collected into bricks

golden and heavy

weighing down your thoughts,

as you try

to throw them away

with new stories,

new songs

singing into your ears,

lyrics floating up inside your dusty brain,

cleansing the soul

for it’s not just there that you live,

for it’s not just in the neurons,

but in the touches

of fingers,

of toes,

of laughter

lingering in the soft light of winter

where you decide

to get up,

and let go of the stories

that held you back.

~Jessie Zanita

 

Poet’s Note:

Well, hello, there!

Where the hell have you been?

Um, I got lost.

So what does a writer do? Write free-flow poetry.

Write a new story.

As this old year fades into dust, what is the story that you’ll write in the upcoming year? 

Happy New Year to all of you!

~ Jessie

 

Jessie Zanita  ©  2018

Turn Up the Volume in Your Life. {Poetry}

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It’s gonna get loud,

messy,

wild, and so

go with those sounds…

add your own voice,

singing along

even out-of-tune, but

don’t be consumed with an ideal of silence

for some meditations

come with the waving of a wand,

tapping it twice on your left shoulder,

and saying,

“We’re living in the brisk breaths of wildness

for that is how

we hear the mysterious magic

in the roaring sounds of cacophony.”

Copyright 2017 Jessie Zanita

 

Poet’s Note:

I woke up with a lot of noise outside my window this morning.

I had a choice: complain, or join in the cacophony.

I turned on my music and grooved.

I danced a little while doing the things that needed to be done on a Monday morning. I laughed at how it’s so easy to get stuck in an idea in which silence is a necessary tool for creativity. Yep, it helps, but there’s also a need for loudness in the creative process.

So, if you can, then give it a try today. Let go of predetermined ideas, and turn up the volume in your life.

Join in the cacophony of being alive!

 

Photo Credit: Seth Doyle/Unsplash

What to do if your Mind goes Adrift (& you’re a Writer)?

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I climb out of my bed into the heat of the morning, trying to catch all the little creative thoughts flying around like fireflies.

I fumble with my eyes half-closed into the kitchen.

My bare toes love the coolness of the wood floor while I make lunches for my two boys.

I blast the fan in the window, letting the fresh air soothe me.

I think about a story idea that fell into my mind as I fell into my bed late last night. I see the words. I see the images. I see the “arc” of the characters.

I see “how” the sentences may easily flow through my hands and onto the page, but they don’t. Not yet. Sure, I can make the time to physically pause, and write down the sentences. I even put down my cup of tea, but…I cannot get ink to flow through the pen.

There are too many things swirling around in my mind, and so I’ll be the first to admit: it’s gone adrift.

So I ask myself: What is a writer to do when your mind goes astray?

How do you bring the words back to shore?

There’s really only one way:

Let your mind go.

Be one with the drift.

Float with the ideas.

More than likely your writing piece is still in the creative formative stages, and does not want to be penned down.

The words want to be played with in your mind. They want to stay wild.

Yes, I get that, you say, but…I need to write. I promised myself to write at least 1,000 words today. I’ve got to cage those thoughts behind the screen, onto the page.

Sure, but what if you do not force the words today?

What if your productivity actually increases by letting go, and being in the moment with whatever thoughts arise?

Be adrift.

I did, and here I am: playing on the shoreline of a new blog.

Give it a whirl!

Go play with those fireflies of creative ideas!

Copyright 2017 Jessie Zanita

Photo Credit: Issara Willenskomer/Unsplash

Summertime in the City. {Poetry}

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She ran to the edge of the city,
stopped, &

turned back,

wandering along the sidewalks,
under the tapestries of loving
and living

where people,
flesh and blood
moved
with feet,
not in shiny boxes turned by wheels,

where smiles
shared were returned
easily
along with the change
from buying a local bunch of beets,

where laughter
echoed along
the creek,
flowing through the city’s center,

where children played in the fountain,
splashing purple polka dots
of water
on their mother’s blue dress,

where old men sat
reading a paper,
sipping a coffee,
talking politics,
and maybe even about the way
their old lovers
kissed them good-bye,

where she leaned back
on the cobblestones,
barefeet,
at the edge of the creek,
head back,
eyes closed,
sunlight darting through,
shape shifting the dots into bright images
of the light of stars,
of the universe,
of the beauty of loving
and living
in this city.

Copyright 2016 © Jesi Zanita

Be Your Own Beautiful. {Poetry}

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But I don’t really to tell you that.

Do I?

You must know that you’re beautiful, right?

Do you really need some stranger to be your spiritual cheerleader? Reminding you that you’re so awesome inside and out? And yet they barely know you?

Do you need words sugar-coated with the zest of glitter and fireworks?

Does anyone—let alone me—need to be your spiritual cheerleader, bursting forth #greatquotes to make you remember the inner beauty shining so brightly from your eyes?

Nope. I’m an artist, not an effing cheerleader.

I want you to see that it’s necessary to feel those emotions—the tortured and the bliss—that’s how you figure out what’s going on. You own those experiences, and create your own sense of self-worth not based upon some trite spiritual cheerleading prose.

So I can’t do it. I’ll create my own art, representations of my own experiences, but I won’t make my pen into a Pom-Pom or a Pom-poem to soften the whatever it is that’s going on in your world because it’s your perception.

I want you to see what you uncover in the spiritual process, especially when you hit upon uncomfortable feelings. Yep, those ones that make you reevaluate your world.

Deal with them without relying upon flowery words to get you through the mess like a pill.

Dig deep into what you are feeling because once you access the uncomfortableness, sit with the emotions, then you are so much closer to stepping through to the other side.

There are no easy paths in the spiritual journey.

True, there are some things that are too intense to deal with alone, so seek out a counselor or close friends, maybe even do some art, but stop relying on the advice of spiritual cheerleaders, as they are masking the truth of being you.

Yes, you’re beautiful, and it’s a lovely message that I found scribbled on a nearby bridge, but…be be your own beautiful because the words are right there inside your soul.

 

Copyright 2016  © Jessie Wright