I wanted to post something tonight, before I hit the hay. I haven't been able to post a lot lately, due to my healthier life style. I try to get a certain amount of shut eye now. I am exercising the stress clear out of my life, like the Calgon lady does, when she bathes in a huge bath tub. She shuts out the craziness of life and its demands, by stepping into a warm bath. Meanwhile, the phone is ringing, the pasta is overflowing on the stove top and the baby is crying. I do believe that a bath would not solve those types of demands. The house could burn down and the baby, hey the baby, needs to be attended to right now, lady! Priorities, right? I do have stress, but I think I am managing it a lot better than I did earlier in the year. Now, I pay attention to my diet, I exercise and try to get some decent sleep. I find that I have more energy, can sleep sounder and I have lost 14 pounds and inches. My clothes are loose and people have noticed my weight loss. They say they notice it in my face. Funny, that seems to be a place where I really wasn't trying to lose it. I would have preferred to have lost it around my mid-section and in my glutes. I am happy, though, to have lost some and gained some muscle, somewhere on my body. Maybe my face will start showing off its muscular side. I can see my silhouette slimming down, as I write! So why post tonight? I am in the mood and my fingers and wrists have felt quite neglected for a while. Time to exercise my fingers and let them do the walking! I also understand that by posting, I might have a gem or a diamond in the rough. Who knows where this silly post may end up? One thing is for sure, it I don't write it as a draft of some sort, it will never have a chance to go anywhere. That's like that saying among basketball aficionados-if you don't shoot, you will never have a chance to make a basket. Here's my shot! Will it land? To be continued another time!
Friday, February 21, 2014
Drafting Phase with Coffee...to be continued
This is not a perfect piece of writing. Just some scribbles that might turn into a masterpiece. I wanted to track my progress and see if it will go anywhere. I will continue to work on this poem. Just wanted to you the very beginnings of my thought process outside of a general store sipping on some Starbuck's Coffee. I was debriefing my day at Abydos with my good friend and colleague Noemi Leon. She was trying out Sobe Dragonfruit Flavored Water. It was a great conversation. We were trying out some silly ideas that poetry can be about anything. Anything. Not perfect. Just trying out a notion. More later.
Great First Session by Diane Lebahn-Growing Into Published Writers
Diane Lebahn |
Richard Allington is at the Abydos Conference
Richard Allington |
Today I spent the day in great, great company. I had the enormous pleasure of listening to Richard Allington live and unplugged. I thought my day was perfect until opportunity knocked on my door. I actually met him in a book signing! I am so excited to read his new book about Summer Reading. He signed my book and I videotaped him giving a little synopsis of his new book.
Wednesday, February 19, 2014
Boxed Inn
Boxed Inn
By Maureen Ucles
By Maureen Ucles
You've got me
Boxed In
Cornered in all directions
This place
This place
Reeks of moldy cardboard
Peanuts and puffy plastic pillows
or was that your ego?
Inflating my brain
Contusion
Utter
Confusion
So
Utter
Confusion
So
Concussed
Withering to rust
Oxidation in
this stinking, stifling, stagnant
Boxed INN
Where do I reside?
In your embrace?
In your embrace?
No more like
a chide
slap across my face
'cause I can't find
anything
in this dastardly, dilapidated
place
incarcerated --
cruel and unusual
torture
cruel and unusual
torture
Feels like
I am banished
ostracized
tainted
I am banished
ostracized
tainted
with my original sin
like
like
Adam and Eve
out of paradise
descending
into depths of darkness
abyss to abysmal
Get me outta of this
descending
into depths of darkness
abyss to abysmal
Get me outta of this
horrible, hellacious, horrendous
Boxed Inn
Hotel California
Checking in
No out in sight
wanna
Checking in
No out in sight
wanna
Tear down these wailing walls
crumbling
piece by piece
inch by inch
piece by piece
inch by inch
imploding,
exploding
onto me...
I now
reach beyond reach
try to
capture
a glimpse
a spark
light eternal
the heavens
I
gravitate
encapsulate
the tangible
surreal
peace...peace
permeates
infiltrates
my being
without you--
outside this cruel confinement
into solemn serenity
Boxed in
No more
exploding
onto me...
I now
reach beyond reach
try to
capture
a glimpse
a spark
light eternal
the heavens
I
gravitate
encapsulate
the tangible
surreal
peace...peace
permeates
infiltrates
my being
without you--
outside this cruel confinement
into solemn serenity
Boxed in
No more
Wednesday, February 12, 2014
Camtasia Training
Saturday, February 8, 2014
Promising Young Artist Pamela Salas
Pamela Salas' artwork that she shared with me |
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