Over in the Garden, Karin asked us to pen a poem about writer's block. She offered an exercise to get us started. I love the photos she shared-here is one below.
Karin Gustafson, a/k/a Manicddaily.)
Out of the Blue
White sails float like dreams
chasing puffy clouds
wait for wind's hands
to etch
dove gray ink
onto sky's heart
black wings appear
out of the blue
tilting n' streaking ink -w-w-w
Bird by Bird
now word by word
rain........
pitter-patters
pages
pitter-patters
pages
puddles
erasing words
before
before
wings can soar
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in torrent downpour
snow
forms
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crystalline ink
coats
paper
waiting for
dark mood
to
thAW-E
***Bird by Bird: Some Instructions for Writing Life
by Anne Lamott
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crystalline ink
coats
paper
waiting for
dark mood
to
thAW-E
©Ella Wilson
***Bird by Bird: Some Instructions for Writing Life
by Anne Lamott
Comments
Nice visuals with this one, Ella.
And awesome to have you back with us.
xo,
abby
When we find our wings of writing take flight again is a great feeling.
The snow, the rain, the ink in the sky. I sometimes write even more when the clouds cover the blue with their gray!
I also like your speaking of the writing as an artist paints, poets paint words one by one. Writing poetry is considered to be an art. I haven't indulged in notions like that, yet. But I appreciate the art of paintings, word appreciation should follow.
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to thAW-E
It is a discovery! Mood has a lot to do with it. Mood swings are detrimental to ideas-gathering apparently
Hank
now word by word
rain........
I love what you did here, Ella. Such an amazing way to show how one may be inspired by nature to write down words.
Magaly-A lot of storms to weather, while we wait for words to surface.
Thank you~
Kerry-Thank you! Yes, nature does provide a lot of aMUSing insight-if we pay attention~
Hank-Yes, like those sudden showers and rainbows~ We have to keep weathering many storms-but it is worth it~
Hedge-Thank you! It was strange I made Out of the Blue art after doing Karin's exercise and then went back and finished the poem. I had to go with the name of my art. Karin's exercise inspired me twice. (Now, I have Stevie Nicks singing in my head-lol.)
Bjorn-Yes, we all wait for this wonder to give us this sparkle~
Amy-Thank you! I enjoyed your I Remember poem-so, well done~
Jim-Indulge-it is truly an art form. It is interpreted like paintings-so, subjective. Yes, I have written dark poetry-it has a raw, real feel~ Yes, black wings do fly. Have you read the legend of the crow? He wasn't always black~
Susie-Thank you! You did soar, Susie~
Sherry-Yes, we all will be craving that word by the end of February-as we wait for spring to arrive~ Thank you!
Buddah-Thank you, so much~
Yolanda-I love that you do! Now you and your muse can enJOY the sunshine~ Thank you
Karin-Thank you! Your exercise inspired art, too. I made necklaces Out of the Blue-I will share soon~ So, thank you twice~
Wanda-Yes, so much freedom when we find our way~
Abby-I have been thinking of you! Thank you, so much~ @>-------xo
Alex-No, not always-sometimes we just need to live, so we can write. You know go to the movies, playing music-real loud and drive fast. :D Thank you~