skip days of writing
write while others are speaking
maybe the focus isn’t what i need,
but the divided attention,
to complete my goals
with creativity
writing about not writing
May 31, 2024
i don’t feel like writing
but i don’t feel like not writing
like i have things to say
but i’m not aching to say them
like all my past lives have caught up with me
and instead of blocking them out
they came in
and we had tea
and chatted till they had to leave
and some of the conversation was important
and some of it was fluff
and some of it got out
what i’m constantly trying to get out
and the emotional hangover hasn’t caught up with me
yet
but i can feel it approaching
i can feel it encroaching
i can feel it coming
for me
May 24, 2024
didn’t really write yesterday
today is seeming to be starting the same way
do i need an excuse to put this all away
or do i need to allow myself to delve
deeper
in these morning poems
than i have been doing
recently?
January 11, 2024
letting a poem end
where it wants to end,
though you have so many postscripts and parentheticals to add/
explanation and context a reader may need/
something a little extra so you’re not misunderstood/
but letting a poem end
and stand
where it wants to let be
and let free
is a thing of bravery —
i’m learning
i’m learning
January 6, 2024
too hungry
to concentrate
too uncomfortable
to think
too acting-as-a-leaning-post-for-the-dog
to adjust my legs
and dive/delve deep
into morning poetry
too tired
too distracted
too sad/shared anxiety/apathetic/too pathetic/wanting other words to be right
when none of them fit
to do anything right now
guess i can always try again
later
November 12, 2023
most days i’m at least
a little
excited to write
something
but this morning
damn near
nothing
makes me want to go
the way i normally go
[i’ve been shopping for unnecessary new clothes
as if i can change my entire life
by dressing like
someone new]
November 11, 2023
my fear
is so loud
that i’ll write about something
i don’t understand
and offend
or embarrass
[others/myself in that order]
and rather than trying
and learning
i hide
and hide harder
and hide longer
and hide farther into myself
just wanting
wanting
wanting
to write
but never doing any of it in sight.
October 1, 2023
i can’t concentrate today
at least not on the creative aspects of me
maybe it’s a good day
to just
rest
[if i can allow myself
simply
to be]
August 20, 2023
after a few days
of none morning pages
perhaps today will be a day
of one morning pages
August 12, 2023
when
will i get my
writing
back?
my churning out poem
after poem
of things
even i think
are gold?
my extended long poems
studying a single subject
until i learn
the poem wasn’t even about that
to begin with —
it was about some emotion
i’ve been feeling
but not identifying
for a while yet?
my ease
of writing poetry
every morning
without fail
without procrastination
without this trudge
through molasses
in my mind?
when?
when?
when?
kipventures 